Chapter 14: Eternal Classic Snow Cream

After understanding Mo Yuhou's attitude towards Nie Sangyu, she knew it was impossible for him to fall in love with Nie Sangyu again. Jiman frowned and looked at the person still crying on the ground, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you planning to keep me trapped here for the rest of my life, so you made such a wish?"

Nie Sangyu raised her head and extended her hands for Jiman to see. Jiman, puzzled, lowered her head and noticed that her hands had become somewhat transparent.

Without saying much, Nie Sangyu didn't explain whether this was the wish she had made. She turned and slowly disappeared into the mist.

Jiman furrowed her brows, not understanding the meaning of this. However, Nie Sangyu had already left, and she couldn't do anything about it.

When she woke up, her back still ached fiercely, and she couldn't move. Jiman took a deep breath and whispered, "Clover."

Clover had already brought water in and, seeing her awake, hurried to her bedside, "Madam, please don't move. Let me take care of everything for you."

Jiman lay there, feeling extremely uncomfortable with the pressure on her chest, but she couldn't move. She could only ask in pain, "How long until I can feel a little better?"

"The ointment Madam used is quite effective. I asked Doctor Li, and with your injuries, it will take three days before you can get out of bed."

Three days of lying down? Jiman exhaled a breath and, after thinking for a while, asked, "I still don't understand how they knew I wasn't in the Repentance Pavilion yesterday."

Clover glanced outside the room and said, "Madam, have you forgotten? Liumama, who lives outside, was sent by Lord Hou to watch over you. If you leave the Repentance Pavilion, they will naturally know."

So there was this. Jiman gritted her teeth. Without prior warning, how was she supposed to know that Liumama was a spy? If she had known, she wouldn't have used the main entrance; she would have climbed over the wall. After all, she was getting better at it.

Despite being beaten like this, there was no other way. Fortunately, Mo Yuhou still had some humanity and said she didn't have to embroider handkerchiefs for the next two days.

She was truly grateful to his whole family.

Although she didn't have to embroider handkerchiefs, there was still dinner. Mrs. Zhao took the money and was quite efficient. Without Clover having to fetch it, she personally had a little maid bring in dinner, along with the things Jiman wanted and the pot Clover was looking for.

The soup for the two dishes was bone broth. Liumama frowned slightly upon seeing it. The maid who brought the meal cleverly said, "Madam Sang has a weak body and has suffered family discipline. Madam ordered to take extra care, so the kitchen used the leftover bone broth from lunch to make the soup."

With that explanation, Liumama didn't suspect anything. Clover fed Jiman the dinner, and she eagerly said, "Open that package."

The not-too-big package had been brought in by the little maid hidden under her skirt. Clover curiously opened it and found two packs of beeswax, a jar of almond oil, and some bottles and jars.

"What does Madam want these for?"

Jiman smiled, "For an experiment. Since there are no chemical supplies here, this formula is something I read in a novel before. Let's give it a try and see if we can make snowflake cream."

Clover often didn't understand what Madam was saying, but she did understand the last sentence, "What is snowflake cream?"

"It's for the face, it can make your skin white and tender." Jiman moved slightly, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead. She gritted her teeth, "I'm counting on it to help me turn things around."

Clover still didn't quite understand, so Jiman instructed her, "Go and pick all the osmanthus flowers outside the courtyard."

In this desolate courtyard, there were naturally no luxurious flowers. It was autumn, and only osmanthus flowers were available. Clover quickly did as she was told and brought down a basket full of osmanthus flowers.

"Use that pot over there, add some water, and boil all these flowers with the lid on," Jiman directed while lying on the pillow.

Clover followed the instructions. After boiling a pot of osmanthus flowers into juice, she poured it into a clean jar and sealed it.

"Then heat the beeswax in a double boiler," Jiman looked at the sky. Before it got dark, she should be able to make a sample.

Compared to the heavy makeup of ancient times, snowflake cream was much better, and the cost was not high. It was just a bit troublesome to make, and success was not guaranteed. As a modern person, she had to have a golden touch. She had thought about it before; if she was going to work on a woman's face, she naturally had to make snowflake cream.

After the beeswax melted, Jiman had Clover pour in some almond oil, and then added the osmanthus juice to cook. The small pot emitted a fragrant aroma.

Clover looked at it with bright eyes. The pale yellow liquid in the pot became thicker and thicker. When Jiman instructed her to add the ingredients in order and turned off the heat, the mixture had become lovely and translucent.

"Get the boxes from my dressing table, take a few big ones at random, empty them of their contents, wash them, and use them to store this."

"Yes." Clover quickly carried a bunch of boxes out, and Jiman touched her face, gritting her teeth, thinking that she was going to be a guinea pig for these women.

A small pot of snowflake cream filled five large boxes and three small ones. Jiman sighed; it was also because of Nie Sangyu's excessive rouge that there weren't enough boxes. The snowflake cream hadn't cooled yet and was still hot. Jiman had Clover put it on the table to cool and said she would check on it the next day.

"Has she sent any letters out?" Mo Yuhou asked Liumama as he leaned on the soft couch.

Liumama shook her head and said, "These past two days, Madam Sang has been locked in her room and hasn't made any movements. She just picked all the osmanthus flowers in the courtyard, and I don't know what she's doing. But there hasn't been any letter sent out."

Ning Yuxuan felt strange. With Nie Sangyu's temperament, after being disciplined by him, she surprisingly didn't write a letter to complain to her family or the palace. Instead, she obediently stayed put?

Wen Wan, standing beside, chuckled and said, "It's a good thing that she can be so magnanimous. Then, Marquis Yuxuan doesn't need to worry about pressure from the palace."

Ning Yuxuan nodded and thought for a moment. He realized his actions towards Nie Sangyu were somewhat excessive, and he should find an opportunity to let her out and treat her nicely. Otherwise, she might cry and feel wronged in front of his mother. But he couldn't simply let her out; he had to find a way to do so.

Despite his thoughts, he maintained a neutral expression. "Thank you for continuing to watch over her, old maidservant."

"The servant will take her leave." Liumaidservant bowed and then left.

Ji Man had been a test subject for two days and applied snow cream for two days without observing any side effects. Her complexion had improved significantly. Clover, who was observing, looked at her with curiosity.

"Get a box and give it a try." Ji Man motioned to her. Clover's eyes brightened, and she nervously asked, "Is it really okay?"

"Yes." Ji Man nodded. Their skin types were different, with Clover's being somewhat oily and hers being neutral. Having another test subject wouldn't hurt.

Excitedly, Clover dashed off to try it.

After seven days passed, the effects of the snow cream were indeed impressive. Both the master and maidservant had fairer and more tender complexions.

Ji Man was able to walk around, but she still couldn't bend over without pain. Looking at herself in the mirror and then at Clover, she felt it was time to take action.

"Besides the madam, who else is well-regarded in the courtyard?" Ji Man asked.

Clover replied, "Aside from Rose Garden, the marquis often goes to Cedar Courtyard. The matron there, Snow, isn't in the best of health, but her elder brother, Mr. Qian, is the marquis's close friend. He has always looked after her, and he often goes to see her when he has free time."

Ji Man remembered the slightly coughing, natural-looking woman she had seen in the wedding hall and thought it must be her.

"What's her maid called?" Ji Man asked.

Clover smiled and said, "Snow's maid is Danzhu. Among all the maidservants, her temperament is the best. When she has free time, the servant also likes to chat with her."

Pressing her lips together, Ji Man took a small box of snow cream and said, "Since you're friends with her, we shouldn't keep good things to ourselves. Give her a box to use, but don’t let her tell the other maidservants."

Clover's eyes lit up. "Last time, Danzhu asked me what I was using because she noticed my complexion was improving. I thought that since we made this secretively, I didn't tell her. If she gets this, she'll definitely be ecstatic. Thank you, master!"

Ji Man smiled faintly. "Go on. Thank you for staying with me inside the room for so long. It’s been quite dull."

Clover agreed and ran off with the box in hand.

Even though she was a maidservant, she also had a desire to look beautiful. Danzhu was overjoyed when she received the snow cream. After secretly using it for two days, she found it to be very effective. When she was doing Snow's makeup, the marquis even turned around and asked her, "Danzhu, what cosmetic did you use? You look even better."

Because of her poor health, the doctor had advised Snow to use less makeup. Although she was a beauty, she looked somewhat pale without makeup. Danzhu was a loyal maidservant and didn't want to keep a good thing to herself. She hurried back to her room to show the snow cream to Snow.

"Madam Sang." Danzhu was more obedient than the others and courteously greeted her while sneaking a glance at her dressing table. "This snow cream made by Madam Sang was used by my lady."

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