“That’s too much. This kind of outfit doesn’t suit me.”
“Whether it suits you or not, let’s try it on first.” Luo Wuhen’s gentle words carried an unmistakable impatience.
Before she even finished speaking, Luo Wuhen’s fingers flicked lightly, and the magnificent Marriage Attire on the rack began to dress itself onto Su Qianqian.
The Marriage Attire was splendid, but wearing it was just as complicated.
As each layer of clothing was added in order, Su Qianqian felt a significant weight settle upon her.
This outfit was definitely not light…
“Pa-pa—” Luo Wuhen clapped her hands, and two Makeup Ladies sent by the workshop to assist with makeup, along with several Palace Maids who came to arrange her hair, stepped forward.
“Empress, please forgive us. Allow us to do your makeup—”
“Alright…”
With Su Qianqian’s helpless consent, everyone gathered around her. Styling the hair was still manageable, but the two Makeup Ladies found themselves at a loss. They cautiously examined Su Qianqian’s face, searching for the most fitting makeup, but this was far more difficult than any job they’d done before…
Su Qianqian’s face was now fair and delicate, her brows distant and elegant, her lips crimson as cinnabar.
There were almost no flaws to speak of. But that also meant that any extra foundation could actually ruin her natural beauty.
The two Makeup Ladies had no idea where to begin…
In fact, when they heard that the Empress was marrying a young lady and had been asked to prepare her makeup, they had been shocked and confused.
What kind of girl could move the Empress’s heart? Was it like in that popular novel…?
Now, seeing the real person, their confusion was gone, but that only made their work even more challenging…
However, having been chosen to come here meant they were the most skilled Makeup Ladies.
With utmost care, they applied a hint of Red Eyeshadow to Su Qianqian’s eyelids, then delicately adjusted the tiniest of details—so subtle they were nearly invisible.
Afterwards, the two women stepped back, hardly daring to breathe:
“Your Majesty, please see if this is to your satisfaction.”
Luo Wuhen opened her eyes to see a Mirror set up in front of her, surrounding her with her reflection. The beauty in the mirror was truly breathtaking…
At this moment, she wore an ornate crimson Marriage Attire, the Red Eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes adding a mature and seductive charm.
Her black hair was gathered into a rounded, loose bun, with an elaborate Wind Pattern hairpin slanted into its heart, and a Yanzhi-colored Velvet Flower at her temple.
Across her forehead, a Rice Pearl Fringe swept past the tip of her brows—noble and elegant…
Seeing such magnificence in the mirror, Su Qianqian could not bring herself to be happy…
This splendid Marriage Attire wasn’t prepared for a girl yearning to marry—it was merely a tool to confine her within the identity of “Heavenly Emperor.”
“Hmm~ Just as magnificent as I imagined. No wonder you’re to be the Empress who will set an example for all.”
Luo Wuhen gazed at Su Qianqian with satisfaction, eyes overflowing with tenderness as if about to spill over…
“This outfit is so heavy, I can hardly move in it. Can I take it off now?” Su Qianqian ignored Luo Wuhen’s gaze, shifting uncomfortably.
“Is there anywhere it feels unfit? Since the wedding hasn’t started yet, there’s still time to change it.”
“It’s fine, it’s perfect as it is.”
“And how do you feel? If you don’t like it, perfection doesn’t matter.” Luo Wuhen pressed, staring into Su Qianqian’s eyes.
Su Qianqian was exasperated. Did Luo Wuhen want her to say something unpleasant before she’d be satisfied?
“Aren’t you just asking what you already know? Asking someone who doesn’t want to marry how they feel about their Marriage Attire—how could they possibly like it?”
“And about the Marriage Attire itself?” Luo Wuhen continued to press.
“It’s beautiful. I don’t dislike the Marriage Attire itself, as long as it’s not meant to be worn by me.”
“That’s good then…” Luo Wuhen muttered in relief.
“?” A question mark popped up in Su Qianqian’s mind. She had said all that—so why did Luo Wuhen still look so relieved?
After muttering to herself, Luo Wuhen stepped in front of Su Qianqian, lifted one of her hands, and gently kissed the back of it…
“Qianqian❤~”
“So sudden again, what are you doing? You’ve been like this all day.”
Su Qianqian had been startled by Luo Wuhen several times today.
That abrupt movement just now, along with the bone-deep tenderness in her voice, made Su Qianqian freeze in place.
After finishing her kiss, Luo Wuhen slowly straightened, their faces nearly touching, love brimming from every feature as she made a vow:
“Before the wedding begins, I will make you willingly put on your Marriage Attire❤❤”
“Well, let’s see if you can. But you’re just dreaming—I’ll never forgive you for what you’ve done to me!”
Frightened by Luo Wuhen’s gaze, Su Qianqian retreated a few steps, speaking tough words that sounded anything but convincing.
Looking at Su Qianqian like this, Luo Wuhen’s desire for conquest surged again.
She took a few steps forward, then suddenly seemed to realize something and glanced around…
The others who had been summoned stood frozen, not daring to move or make a sound, cold sweat running down their backs.
After witnessing this side of the Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor, would they be silenced for good?!
When Su Qianqian and Luo Wuhen turned their attention to them, their legs nearly gave out beneath them.
“You all—”
“E-Emperor, we absolutely won’t say a word! Please spare us!” The group fell to their knees, trembling.
“What kind of image do you have among the people? Why are they so scared of you?” Su Qianqian complained to Luo Wuhen, helplessly.
Luo Wuhen was equally helpless, though she had a good idea why they were so terrified…
“Get up… From now on, you will serve as the exclusive ladies-in-waiting for my Heavenly Emperor. Your compensation will be double what it was before. But in the Capital, don’t go gossiping—if I hear so much as a whisper… For now, just leave!”
At Luo Wuhen’s words, everyone relaxed at once, filing out in relief. Two quick-witted ones even closed the doors behind them.
This brief interruption broke the mood from before. Luo Wuhen moved again towards Su Qianqian, who watched her warily and with suspicion, as Luo Wuhen extended her hand…
Only to reveal two exquisitely crafted books: one, the sequel to ‘Being Imprisoned by the Yandere Empress, I Will Never Give Up!’, which had some special significance to Su Qianqian; the other, the next volume of ‘Reincarnated as a Spider Monster…’, a personal favorite of Luo Wuhen.
“Eh?! Where did you get these? That author updates so slowly, but suddenly so much content? And why are they so beautifully made?”
Su Qianqian took the two refined novels, curiosity piqued.
Luo Wuhen only offered a mysterious smile and an ambiguous answer: “Well… I used a few special privileges. Since my beloved Qianqian likes them, of course I had to go all out~”
“I’ve already finished both of these. They’re about—”
“Wait, no spoilers! Let me read first!” Su Qianqian hurriedly stopped Luo Wuhen.
“Alright, then I’ll discuss the plot with you once you’ve finished. But… why can the spider keep getting stronger just by eating dirt? I really don’t get it…” Luo Wuhen feigned a puzzled expression.
Su Qianqian instinctively explained, “That’s because the setting…”
Listening to Su Qianqian suddenly speak so passionately, Luo Wuhen’s expression softened…
But, at that moment, elsewhere, two pitiful authors were trapped in separate small rooms…
“Hurry up and write! Our Heavenly Emperor is waiting for the next installment! Pour out everything in your brain—if you make the Heavenly Emperor happy, you’ll be well rewarded!”
Shun rapped on the iron window, urging the author inside, who was racking her brains…
“I’m writing, I’m writing!”
“And you too—this novel is a favorite of the Emperor. If you dare water down the story…” Ying whispered coldly to the other room…
“I really don’t have any inspiration left! How could I possibly—”
Suddenly, a bag of treasures was thrown in front of her…
“Ah—endless inspiration is welling up!”
……