Juhua considered this and realized it was true. Her mother had always been saying it was much better, that it would be healed soon. Juhua had always felt this was just a mother's wishful thinking, because her mother had been saying it nonstop since the very first face mask, which ironically obscured the truth.
As Qingmu spoke, he hurried to help her apply the face mask, adding with a smile, "This mask is truly effective. When cucumbers are on the market this summer, we can put a layer of cucumber slices on after the mask. Your face will be even more supple and dewy."
Liu Yunlan asked with delight, "Does that mean our sister won't have to wear this veil anymore?"
Qingmu glanced at her with a smile but didn't say anything. He thought to himself, 'My sister probably won't take this veil off until her wedding night.'
