The Leftover Lady Madam

Chapter 8: Chapter 3: How to Become Beautiful

This chapter is machine-translated by AI, with ongoing community review. Quality may vary between chapters.

"This..." Li Hong was simply dumbfounded. She slapped her own forehead; how could she have forgotten this? This wasn't the modern era; these things couldn't possibly exist. So, she thought about it, and she would just have to substitute them.

"Then how about eggs and honey? Surely you have those two things?"

The *momo* nodded. "Those we do have. But Princess, what do you need these for?"

Li Hong blinked. "Just bring them to me; I have a use for them."

"Oh," the *momo* nodded. Just as she was about to leave, Li Hong added from behind, "Remember, the eggs must be raw, not cooked."

The *momo* paused in her steps, then shook her head as she walked on. Li Hong could still hear her sighing to herself, "Sigh, I thought the Princess’s mind had cleared up, and she’s been speaking clearly these past few days, but how is she still the same? What are we to do about this foolishness? Your Majesty, what will become of the Princess in the future? Is she really going to grow old and die in this palace?"

No... Li Hong felt as if she had been struck by lightning, leaving her charred and tender.

No way, how could she grow old and die here? She hadn't managed to get married in her past life, but in this life, she was determined to get married. She stood up and paced back and forth, feeling somewhat agitated. Soon, she sat back down and poured herself a cup of tea.

Well, no rush, no rush. How could an emperor's daughter worry about not getting married? Even if she wasn't favored, she was still a princess, right? Even if it meant a political marriage, she would accept it, as long as she could get married. As long as it wasn't too outrageous, she was willing to marry.

She poured herself a cup of water and had the leisure to examine the cup in her hand. *Sigh, what a fine cup. Look at this quality, top-notch. It truly is the imperial palace; even the bricks on the ground could be sold for money.* She stared at the cup like a miser, thinking that if she could take this back to the modern era, she would make a fortune. Perhaps she could even become a billionaire.

"Hehe..." She started to giggle, and it seemed as if drool was about to leak out.

When the *momo* walked back in, she saw Li Hong giggling foolishly, not knowing what she was laughing at. She sighed; as expected, she was still her silly Princess. And when would her mind ever be clear? She was already this old; what would happen in the future...

Li Hong had no idea that the *momo* had turned her hair white with worry over her peculiar mind, while she was still busy thinking about how much the cup would be worth if she could take it to the modern era.

In the dead of night, it was pitch black outside. A figure scurried out sneakily and then ran back in, carrying a small wooden basin. Upon seeing that little dark face, who else could it be but Li Hong?

"I'm exhausted," she said, placing the basin on the table and reaching up to wipe the sweat from her forehead. This basin was truly heavy. How nice it would be if it were plastic. But she had to make do; it was wood, and the longer she carried it, the heavier it felt. She sat down, lacking any grace, and fanned herself with her fingers from time to time.

After a long while, she finally caught her breath. She rummaged through the cabinet, finding the eggs she had been saving every day, along with the honey. She didn't know if the *momo* thought she was just playing with the eggs, but although she sighed every time, she still brought them to her.

She was quite satisfied with this. Although "Xiao Hei" was just an unfavored princess, she still had what she needed. For instance, if she went to the kitchen to ask for something, she could get it eight or nine times out of ten.

Li Hong cracked the eggs, kept the yolks, and mixed only the egg whites with the honey, then began to smear it on her face. Although the feeling wasn't great—it was sticky and uncomfortable—for the sake of beauty, she endured it. She lay down like a corpse. The night was truly quiet, with almost no sound at all. Actually, she quite liked this body. Although Princess Xiao Hei was unloved, she didn't have to worry about food or drink. Most importantly, there weren't many palace maids or eunuchs around, so she enjoyed the peace. No one would discover that while the body was still Xiao Hei's, the soul had already been replaced by Li Hong's.

Right, she sat up. What was this Princess Xiao Hei's name? She couldn't just have no reaction when someone called her.