Crazy Young Empress: Shadowsong Moon Dance

Chapter 684 The emperor is not in a hurry

Shuqin saluted standardly, but there was a snigger on the corner of her lips.

It seems that there are still great benefits in pinpointing the Achilles heel of others!
After the snickering was over, a look of shock from a thunderbolt suddenly appeared on his face, and he stared at Mo Wuying with wide-open eyes.

"Your Majesty! Why do you still have the time to stand here and chat with Shuqin? You should change into your dress and put on makeup now!
Come on, where did the team of maids who put on makeup and change clothes for the emperor go? "

Mo Wuying: "Uh, it's true that the emperor is not in a hurry..."

An hour later, Mo Wuying was about to cry.

From the very beginning, her heart was pounding, and she had the feeling of a bride-to-be like a little rabbit in her arms.

Slowly manipulated by the court ladies into an impulse to tear off her clothes and escape to heaven.

An hour!Two full hours!In two hours, she turned into plasticine in the hands of these court ladies!
Wearing all kinds of inexplicable clothes layer by layer, and finally wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Not to mention the inconvenient twisting of the waist, the inner three layers and the outer three layers are superimposed with various beads, chains, waist pendants, etc...

Every step forward, I feel that I am dragging at least ten kilograms of various fabrics on my body!

What made her eyes fire even more was her poor blue silk hair.

After being coiled into hundreds of braids, it was matched with a wig that weighed at least five kilograms.

In the end, she sadly wore pearls, hairpins and hairpins with various meanings, euphemistically called a symbol of the wealth of the emperor's family!
Including those non-ferrous metals and underground mineral products, her pink and tender neck bears at least twenty catties of weight.

As for makeup... She was almost on the verge of tears.

Good and crystal-clear skin, but it looks like it crawled out of a facial vat on the puff.

And rosy and rosy, she dabbed red rouge on her cheeks and sipped bloody lipstick.

When a little court lady held a crystal mirror in front of her eyes, she said with a smile:

"The emperor never wears his hair up or puts on make-up. He never thought he would be so beautiful after make-up. You can see for yourself."

When she looked at the man in the mirror half-believingly, two thoughts popped up in her mind.

First: This mirror is the kind of mirror that hides monsters in fantasy novels. The person she saw in the mirror just now is a monster sealed inside.

Second: This little palace lady with a nice voice and a mirror in her hand is from Mars, and she has the aesthetics of another world from their planet!

Because the facial features in the mirror are just like Pei Rong's mutated skin in "Painted Skin", and the blush on Ruhua's face in the Xingye movie!
That's called a thunderstorm nerve...

(End of this chapter)