This statement left Bao Wenxuan dumbfounded.

No, what does this have to do with a fly?

"In a nutshell, one day my sister was sleeping very soundly, and an annoying fly buzzed relentlessly, around and around my sister’s ear, refusing to leave.

It infuriated my sister, and she raised her hand and smacked it."

"This, this..."

Bao Wenxuan was puzzled, "I think this mark has nothing to do with a fly at all." 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"Yes."

The mark on the wall is from a lizard.

The annoying thing was the fly, the one disturbing her sleep was the fly, but the one bearing it all and facing the consequences was the innocent lizard.

It was quietly perched on the wall, who knew that Wen Ran got angry and smacked it.

The fly wasn’t hit, but the innocent lizard was.

"Yes, that’s the origin of this mark."

Bao Wenxuan stammered, "Did it burst?"

"Yes."

That day was nothing short of chaos.

Bao Wenxuan honestly said, "Look at us, isn’t this interesting?

The emperor isn’t anxious, but the eunuchs are. If she’s willing to sleep, let her sleep a bit longer.

On your wedding day, as the bride herself, sleeping a bit longer is okay, right?"

Hongguo nodded in agreement, "I think so too."

The two decisively abandoned disturbing Wen Ran’s lazy morning, ran outside, and started tidying things up.

Though the courtyard was small, it was tidied warmly.

Bright red festive characters were pasted, displaying presence everywhere.

Although there were many restrictions now, they couldn’t go for a grand setup, nor could they paste the festive characters too large or too conspicuous.

But tying some red ribbons, more or less counted as creating an atmosphere.

Especially as the red ribbons gently fluttered with the breeze, that feeling was indescribably wonderful.

When Wen Ran woke up, she stretched big.

Seeing a neatly folded new set of clothes on the bed, she put them on and went out.

"Yo," she saw Hongguo and Bao Wenxuan, Wen Ran laughed, "why are you two so industrious?"

"You’re getting married today."

"I know," Wen Ran was aware, she walked straight to wash up, yawned, "Getting married doesn’t interfere with anything else.

Don’t be so tense, relax."

"I seem unable to relax," Hongguo honestly spread her hands, already sweat-soaked, "It’s a bit too tense."

Wen Ran sharply remarked, "Calm down, as big women, we should be composed in everything, unhurried."

Bao Wenxuan was almost going insane, "Wen Ran! Ahhh! I’m truly impressed with you, normally you’re lazy, whatever.

But on such an important day today, how can you laugh? Quickly wash your face, I’m ready to do your makeup."

Makeup?

Wen Ran touched her collagen-filled face, swaggering, "Am I naturally beautiful, do I need makeup?"

"You’re a bride! You need to be festive," Bao Wenxuan urged, "Hurry up, I’ve prepared everything.

I also borrowed some lipstick, when you apply it, it’ll be so rosy and surely beautiful that Xiao Chenye won’t be able to look away."

Wen Ran: "I’m already pretty enough that Xiao Chenye can’t look away anyway, okay?"

Bao Wenxuan: "...Alright."

Though they bantered, but when it comes to getting married, what woman doesn’t want to look beautiful?

Natural beauty is one thing, but effort is also indispensable.

Wen Ran sat at the table, watching as Bao Wenxuan earnestly took out an entire set of makeup gadgets, feeling reassured.

Hmm, judging by the setup, she should be quite adept.

It’s a pity she was born in the wrong era, if in the future, Bao Wenxuan might even become a beauty blogger.

Bao Wenxuan confidently applied makeup for quite a while.

Wen Ran felt the small brush sweep across her face, tickly, prickly, and made her pleasantly sleepy.

Beside her, Hongguo’s facial expression was like the changing weather in June, unpredictable.

Initially full of anticipation, admiration, slowly, as Bao Wenxuan worked her magic, that admiration was replaced by doubt, then shock.

Soon, it turned to numbness.

Wen Ran, already dozing, nearly asleep, "Is it done?"

Bao Wenxuan withdrew her hand.

Done.

Except the result was quite different from what she imagined.

Moreover, each feature alone looked just fine.

The eyebrows are dark, long; the eyes are bright, big; even the eyelashes are delicate.

The cheeks are blushed, rosy, looking very healthy.

Not to mention the lips, vividly red, at first glance aligning perfectly with today’s wedding vibe, very celebratory.

But put together, no matter how you look at it, it feels bizarre...

"What’s wrong?"

Wen Ran turned her head towards the mirror seeing Bao Wenxuan silent.

This sudden view nearly scared the soul out of Wen Ran.

In the mirror, eyebrows like caterpillars, short, thick, black.

Eyelids like a swift circle, greenish purple, surprisingly attractive.

Cheeks like monkey’s buttocks, bright red!

Lips like she drank child’s blood...

This makeup is...

Serious?

Wen Ran numbly stared at Bao Wenxuan, "Be honest.

Lately, silently lurking by my side, could it be a vendetta?

Harboring thoughts of revenge with today being the perfect chance, to ruin me completely, become famous in the brigade, resulting in this mess?"

Bao Wenxuan awkwardly laughed, "Hahaha, you’re becoming less earnest in your speech.

With our relationship, am I likely to play tricks on you? Besides, I truly did my best."

She couldn’t understand why, these things used by others could swiftly create a perfect makeup.

The bride looks charming and sweet.

Yet in her hands, either too light or too heavy, too light without color, too heavy losing essence, becoming odd.

Thus it ended up like this.

At the door.

Hongguo had brought water inside, "Sis, enough talk, better wash it off quickly before your brother-in-law arrives, tidied up anew."

"Right right," Bao Wenxuan confidently assured, "I lacked experience, now I have experience, I can definitely make you beautiful, trust me."

"Trust you?"

Wen Ran grinned, making the two opposite shiver, "If I trust you again, then I’m plainly foolish."

Undoing the makeup took three basins of water.

Once sure there was no residue, Wen Ran picked up the tools, "Relying on others is less than on self, rather than hoping on you, better I handle with a pen casually."

Bao Wenxuan asserted, "I think you can’t achieve much."

Wen Ran: "."

Just you wait and see.