The night was slightly cool.
Lady Chi finished her bath and walked out from behind the screen wearing a thin silk robe.
She wore a thin veil on her face, even during the bath she did not remove it.
She walked to the copper mirror, took off the veil, and prepared to apply the ointment.
The dim evening light caused her not to notice the ointment had been swapped, but as soon as she scooped some, her brows furrowed slightly.
The ointment that Su Jin used would feel cool upon touching the fingertip.
But this ointment did not.
Although Lady Chi was not favored, her senses were keen.
She examined it closely and sniffed it, her face turning grim.
Through the copper mirror, the young maid Xique could see the expression on her face clearly.
She walked over and asked, "Madam, what's wrong?"
Lady Chi threw the ointment on the table, closing her eyes to hide the anger in her eyes from the maid.
The young maid's brows tightened.
Lately, the madam had been in a good mood.
