Chapter 140: The Ceremony of Creating the Empress (3)

Translator: Storm in a Teacup

Ke Ruan thought that Si Yuhan would use women’s apparel to humiliate him, but he didn’t. It was a man’s robe that was different from what he had on usually. The design and workmanship of the robe were even more exquisite in a combination of black and gold instead of bright red, which was lofty instead of feminine.

He touched his clothes and was stunned.

When he got changed, he didn’t expect this outfit would suit him very well. In the past few days, there was no female embroiderer who had come to measure his body, so how did this dress suit him so well?

Then he remembered that Si Yuhan had taken his concubines into his harem. He probably wouldn’t do anything to a few female embroiderers. And there should be his size remained in the Imperial Clothing Department.

Thus, it wasn’t strange that the clothes would suit him.

“Your Majesty, His Majesty asked me to help you make yourself up.”

‘Make myself up?

As a man, is it necessary for me to do it?’

“No, thank you.”

“Please, Your Majesty, we…” Before she could say a few words, her voice choked again.

Ke Ruan was almost annoyed, but this annoyance did not come from them nor Si Yuhan, but from himself.

“Okay, okay, come in.”

Ke Ruan sat helplessly in front of the dressing table and looked at himself in the mirror. To be honest, he felt that his face was really hard to tell if it was a man or woman’s. The rosy lips, bright eyes, white teeth, exquisite eyebrows, and high nose on his face were even more charming than women’s.

“I’m a man and I can’t put on makeup. Just do it simply,” he still couldn’t help but remind them that he, a man, really couldn’t bear to make himself up like a woman.

“Uh…” A palace maid glanced at Ke Ruan’s white cheeks and red lips. With such beauty, the empress indeed didn’t need to put on makeup.

But they thought of His Majesty outside the door.

They didn’t know what they should do.

Ke Ruan frowned and looked at the brass mirror. Suddenly, there was a vague figure of someone in the mirror and he suddenly froze.

When the palace maids saw this person, they quickly knelt down and saluted, “Your Majesty.”

Si Yuhan waved his hand. “All of you leave please.”

“Yes!”

Si Yuhan walked towards Ke Ruan.

Ke Ruan subconsciously tensed up his body, and he was in a defensive state. His fingers tightly clasped on the edge of the table on the dresser, as if it would give him a sense of security.

Previously, Si Yuhan was still young, so he could treat him as a child. He wouldn’t feel uncomfortable when he treated him well. However, the current Si Yuhan could easily kill him at will.

Si Yuhan didn’t seem to see his defensive appearance. He didn’t stopped walking until he was face to face with him, and he looked at his messy hair. His fingers lifted up a strand of it and his black eyes stared at his smooth hair without blinking.

Ke Ruan’s hair had always been very good, even better than most women’s which had been well-tended. It was like a fine silk, which was silk and smooth with a faint fragrance.

Just like him, who give Si Yuhan the feelings of comfort and warm.

Ke Ruan’s fingernails scratched the table of the dresser due to his excessive force. Si Yuhan frowned slightly.

Ke Ruan pursed his lips and thought about how to speak.

But, before he could open his mouth, Si Yuhan spoke first.

“It’s true that you don’t need to put on makeup. You’re a beauty from birth, my dear.”

Ke Ruan, “…”

A beauty from birth? I won’t believe a shit of it!

The corner of his mouth twitched. He endured it and didn’t dare to say anything offensive to him. He had reminded himself many times that Si Yuhan was no longer the little brat he used to know.

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