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As the oil was about to run out, Madam called me over.
"Get some more oil," she said, leaning back on the sofa with an arrogant expression. "Otherwise, I will kill you."
I stood in front of her, not uttering a word.
Madam grew angry and grabbed my throat. "Did you hear me? I'll give you one last chance!"
I opened my mouth, about to speak, when a servant suddenly chimed in, "Madam, your face..."
Madam froze and released her grip on my neck, rushing to the mirror.
She examined her reflection closely, her face pale.
"What’s wrong with my face?" Madam turned sharply to look at me. "Tell me, what’s wrong with my face?"
I raised my head and met her gaze. "You need to apply more oil."
Madam spoke sharply, "Why do I have fine lines on my face?"
I looked at her expressionlessly. "Because the oil has been absorbed."
"Impossible!" Madam screamed. "No way! I was clearly getting younger!"
With a crash, she violently knocked the mirror to the ground.
The mirror shattered into pieces, and other items were sent crashing down as well.
Madam went wild, smashing everything in the room.
"No, I can't go back! I mustn't go back..."
She kept muttering, appearing almost insane.
I watched her without a hint of emotion in my eyes.
It wasn't until Madam exhausted herself that I finally spoke up: "Actually, you don’t need oil; you can use the previous rouge and powder just like before."
Madam suddenly looked up at me.
I exchanged a glance with the maid.
The maid understood immediately and quickly applied the rouge and powder that Madam had originally used.
“Madam…” the maid exclaimed, holding Madam's face gently.
Madam pushed the maid away forcefully and picked up the shattered pieces of the mirror from the floor.
The reflection in the mirror was unmistakably her former youthful self.
“Ah!” Madam screamed, smashing the mirror into countless fragments.
I watched coldly.
Madam suddenly turned to glare at me.
I looked at her with an expressionless face.
Madam fixed her gaze on me intensely, and after a moment, she took a deep breath and extended her hand toward the maid: “Come here, help me sit down.”
The maid hurried forward.
Madam settled back onto the sofa, quietly observing me: “Jiang Xiaotian, do you know why I’ve kept you around until now?”
“Because you’re obedient,” Madam smiled. “From the day I met you, I knew you were a good child.”
“So, I won’t kill you.” Madam narrowed her eyes. “Now go get me some oil; I want it right away.”
I lowered my head, my voice barely above a whisper: “There’s no one left in the Commander's Mansion who is close to you.”
Everyone who had any closeness to Madam in the Commander's Mansion had already been used to extract oil.
For her beauty, the entire Commander's Mansion had turned into a hell on earth.
Madam was furious: “Then I won’t care anymore! If I can’t return to my youthful appearance tonight, you will die!”
She lunged at me, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look up at her: “Do you understand?”
I looked up at her, a slight smile curling at the corners of my mouth: “I understand.”
Madam stared at me fiercely, her gaze as if she wished to devour me whole.
I met her gaze without flinching.
After a long pause, Madam took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she walked over to me and softly said, "Sweetie, you know I didn't mean to treat you this way."
As she spoke, Madam touched her own face. "I was just... so scared."
"I'm so afraid of getting old," Madam looked at me and continued, "I'm so afraid that Commander won't want me anymore."
I stared at her with a blank expression. "I know."
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