The Makeup Mother was adept at reading the room and noticing Mo Yan’s nervousness. She smiled to divert her attention, "The County Lord’s skin is so fine, it makes all the exquisite rouge and face powder seem vulgar. Your skin is so smooth and tender; I can hardly bear to apply makeup, afraid I might damage your face."
Though it sounded like flattery, it ca from the Makeup Mother’s heart. Mo Yan’s skin was indeed of the quality she described, both smooth and delicate, reminiscent of a freshly peeled egg, yet with a natural rosy whiteness. This natural, healthy complexion outshone the rouge in the makeup box, making the Makeup Mother reluctant to proceed, feeling that the costics would only taint Mo Yan’s face.
"You flatter !"
Mo Yan’s slight smile was reflected in the mirror, and the woman in it smiled back, truly enchanting. The Makeup Mother was captivated.
In truth, the Makeup Mother couldn’t bear to take the powder from her makeup box and apply it to Mo Yan’s face. She washed her hands clean, then took out a black eyebrow pencil to lightly trace the tips of Mo Yan’s eyebrows, adding a touch of soft beauty, and dabbed a bit of bright red lipstick upon her tender lips. This completed the bridal makeup.
Despite minor tweaks to her eyebrows and lips, the Makeup Mother felt that this was the easiest and most perfect bridal makeup she had done in ten years.
At that mont, Liu Tinglan pushed the door open and walked in. Looking at Mo Yan, who had only her beauty and lips touched up, yet was astonishingly beautiful, she murmured, "Is this what they call a natural beauty?"
Mo Yan didn’t hear clearly. Seeing her friend enter empty-handed, she asked, "Where are the children? Did you make sure they’re being watched? With so many guests today, be careful not to let them, brother and sister, get frightened."
Liu Tinglan snapped back to reality, a maternal smile spreading across her face, "They just finished feeding and have fallen asleep. My parents and the maids are watching over them; nothing will happen."
The Dragon-phoenix Twins were born two months premature, and with Liu Tinglan’s Original Energy depleted, she didn’t have a drop of milk. Thus, the Shen family hired two wet nurses for the children. For Mo Yan’s wedding, Liu Tinglan, not wanting to leave the children at ho, brought both the children and the wet nurses with her.
Seeing her content with her children, Mo Yan felt a twinge of envy, "You’re lucky, having both a son and a daughter at once; even if you don’t want to have more children, there’s no regret."
Liu Tinglan rolled her eyes at her friend, "Had I known giving birth to twins at once would be so torturous, I would have preferred them one at a ti."
As she spoke, she touched her lower abdon and gestured, "I have such a large scar here, every ti I feel it, I can hardly believe I’m still alive. You were bold enough to use that risky thod to save both and the children! The Midwife who helped deliver even ca to visit afterward, hoping to learn the thod from through you, but I turned her down."
Mo Yan hadn’t realized the Midwife was so persistent and nodded, "You’re right, that thod is too risky; if she asks you again, just refuse! As for the scar on your abdon, use the ointnt I gave you every night; it should fade within half a year."
She wasn’t planning to disseminate the thod of cesarean section before coming up with an infection-fighting drug. Even if she did, she wouldn’t want anyone to casually operate on a pregnant woman’s abdon unless it was a dire situation like Liu Tinglan’s; otherwise, it could lead to very serious consequences.
In the modern world, with advanced equipnt and techniques, there are still maternal deaths on the operating table. In this more primitive era, if people relied on such surgeries and abandoned traditional birthing thods, it could likely increase maternal mortality.
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