Chapter 152: Taste the cinnabar on your lips? Is there anyone who wears lipstick like you?
Wen Ziduan was injured, but he couldn't refuse the proposal of King Ruyang. But when he hesitated, King Ruyang suddenly stopped and looked around at Wen Ziduan.
"Oh, Ziduan, you've been getting more and more beautiful lately. Look at how you look today. If I didn't know you well, I would have thought you were a little girl!"
Ling Buyi quickly pulled Prince Ruyang away and said, "Old Prince, why are you talking nonsense when you haven't even had a drink? I'm getting engaged today, so I want to have a few more drinks with you, Old Prince. I will definitely drink with you until you are satisfied."
Wen Ziduan froze in place, reaching out to touch his cheek. Only then did he remember to look in a bronze mirror. As he stared at his reflection in the water, he heard someone beside him unable to hold back their laughter.
"He Zhaojun!" Wen Ziduan wiped the lipstick off his lips vigorously and grabbed He Zhaojun, who was trying to hold back her laughter, and said, "Is this what you said? No one will think I'm hurt?"
He Zhaojun nodded: "Yes, you are dressed so beautifully, no one will think that you are injured. Sister Duanduan, are you satisfied with this new skin?"
She gently pulled away Wen Ziduan's hand that was wiping his mouth: "I admit that this lipstick is a little red, but if it weren't for this, the paleness of your face after you were injured would not be concealed."
Wen Ziduan narrowed his eyes and looked at the little girl in front of him. He raised his lips and smiled: "It's a little too red. I think the color you put on suits me very well."
He Zhaojun was stunned: "But I don't have it with me."
Wen Ziduan lowered his head and looked at He Zhaojun, who still had an innocent face in front of him, with a meaningful smile.
When Wen Ziduan walked leisurely into the men's banquet, Concubine Yue was about to leave when she turned back and looked at him: "You really love beauty. In such a short time, you even changed the color of your lipstick to the same color as Zhaojun's..."
Wen Ziduan smiled without saying a word. It was more than just the same color. This was the lipstick on Zhaojun's lips.
"A boy is actually more beautiful than a girl. Are you my biological son?" Concubine Yue wondered.
Prince Ruyang laughed heartily. "You can all go back to the palace. I'll take care of things here, and nothing will go wrong. I haven't been close to these youngsters for a long time, so I'm going to get them drinking to my heart's content today."
Emperor Wen, however, never thought there was anything wrong with Wen Ziduan: "Girls can love beauty, and so can boys. Besides, if Ziduan were a girl, she would probably be the most beautiful girl in the world! My son is the best!"
Concubine Yue also knew in her heart that although her son appeared to be flamboyant and looked like a peacock spreading its feathers waiting to woo a mate, he was actually very thoughtful and decisive, not inferior to the current emperor at all.
She smiled and said, "Why don't you go and invite your future brides in? You two are just waiting impatiently, what a waste of time!"
He Zhaojun poked Shao Shang in the ribs with her elbow from behind: "They are calling us, go over quickly." She was worried about Wen Ziduan's injury and wanted to go over quickly to help block the wine, but Shao Shang just felt strange.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Your lip balm is all smudged. Why don't you wipe it off?" He Zhaojun uttered an "oh" and casually pulled out a handkerchief, dabbing it on her lips. She muttered, "I don't know who to blame."
The two entered the hall together and sat opposite each other. Prince Ruyang looked at the four people and felt a lot of emotion for a moment. On that day, he was the one who came forward to propose marriage, and he had proposed the betrothal gift to He Zhaojun twice.
Now one of the couples is engaged, and the other couple is also in a deep relationship. He thought of his unfortunate child, Princess Yuchang, and the entanglement with Princess Ruyang for so many years, and felt mixed emotions.
He Zhaojun smiled, picked up the wine cup and toasted Prince Ruyang: "Old Prince, Zhaojun toasts you and thanks you for your proposal that day." As she spoke, she raised her head and drank all the wine in the cup.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
