Seeing Feng Bailing staring intently at herself, Princess Consort Shun refused to speak any further, dead or alive.
She was not foolish; this matter related to the safety of both the General Mansion and Prince Shun's Mansion, and she dared not disclose it.
"I have a formula on hand that can make one's skin as delicate as could be, without a single wrinkle. My mother tried it and it's quite effective."
Feng Bailing muttered to herself.
Princess Consort Shun thought about it; Dongfang Lianhua had recently recovered from a serious illness, yet her complexion was better than hers, making her appear younger than her, despite being eight or nine years her junior.
Princess Consort Shun's heart itched with curiosity again.
"What kind of formula?"
"How did Zhao Ningyue die?"
Feng Bailing counter-questioned.
"Ah, I'll tell you secretly, but you mustn't let it out, otherwise, Dugu Wu will..."
