My sister is a palace maid who specializes in dressing the queen. The emperor and the empress quarreled, and the empress got angry and scolded all the people serving in the palace, including my sister. The emperor and empress reconciled in a moment. But my sister was beaten to death. She was obviously cautious in her words and actions and did nothing wrong. But he died the day before he was about to be released from the palace. I later succeeded my sister and became the queen's dressing maid. But she doesn't know that my family's craftsmanship is passed down from two branches. My sister wears the yang makeup of a living person, and I wear the yin makeup of a dead person.
