Feng Jun was bewildered, "Your Majesty's sincerity?"
"yes!"
Su Man sighed, "Why do you think I didn't come to your palace in the past?"
Feng Jun spoke frankly, "Because I am ugly, His Majesty feels disgusted at the sight of me."
As he spoke, he lowered his head, looking like a quail about to be put into a pot, pitiful.
Su Man knew at a glance that the child had lost confidence because of the "scumbag" Diman.
Ordinary people put on makeup just to draw eyebrows and eyes, but Feng Jun put on makeup simply to disguise himself. It can be seen what kind of shadow Diman's disdain brought to him.
Su Man knew very well that if she wanted him to regain his confidence, she had to let him know his good qualities.
So Su Man pretended to be heartbroken and said, "I knew you would say that. Never mind. You don't understand me. I don't blame you. It's my fault for hiding my love for you too deeply."
As soon as she finished speaking, Su Man noticed that Feng Jun's ears suddenly stood up.
She held her forehead and pretended to be deep. "When you first entered the palace, I was attracted to you the first time I saw you. However, I am the empress and have only been on the throne for a short time. The situation in the court is too unclear. I am very afraid that those with ulterior motives will know that you are my weak spot and start to target you. In order to protect you, I can only hide my feelings."
After hearing what Su Man said, Feng Jun's eyes widened like copper bells, and he suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha!"
The loud laughter almost drove Su Man away.
What does this mean? Did I mess up? No way, the emotions, eyes, and expressions are all right.
Just as Su Man was reflecting on herself, Feng Jun suddenly started crying again, "Wuwu..."
Su Man was completely lost, "Mr. Feng? What are you doing..."
"Your Majesty, I see you love me so deeply. It's my fault. I don't understand your heart. It's me... wuwu..."
Although Feng Jun cried miserably, Su Man felt like laughing.
She took the wet silk handkerchief from the palace servant, lifted Feng Jun's chin, and gently wiped his hands. "Okay, it's shameful for an adult to still cry."
Unexpectedly, when Su Man tried to persuade him, Feng Jun cried even harder.
He cried loudly, as if he wanted to cry out all the neglect and suppressed grievances in the past.
In fact, Feng Jun was not forced to enter the palace, but he cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to hang himself, insisting on marrying Di Man.
The first time Feng Jun met Di Man was in the royal enclosure. Boys were not allowed to ride horses, so he could only sit on the periphery and watch with the young masters of various families.
Di Man galloped away, her arrow hitting the bull's eye. She casually threw the prize she had won to the outside, where it landed right in his arms.
Such unrestrained and wild behavior captured his young heart.
Even though his father said that Diman was a playboy, he did not hesitate. He felt that as long as he worked hard, her eyes would definitely stay on him.
However, repeated neglect, ridicule, and indifference made him feel more and more humble and his self-esteem grew. He began to hate his own skin and wished he could wrap himself in a thick cocoon and never come out.
Gradually, he became the person he hated the most. He began to be jealous of all the favored people and frequently went to their homes to find fault.
Along with the thick makeup, his once passionate self was also covered.
...
Feng Jun was crying when he suddenly realized something. He covered his face and said, "Your Majesty, am I really ugly now?"
Su Man gently lowered his hand that was covering his face and said softly, "You're not ugly. You've never been ugly."
She raised her hand, wiped his tears, and coaxed, "I wonder if you would have the honor of helping our Feng Jun remove his makeup?"
Fearing that Feng Jun would be embarrassed, Su Man added, "You can refuse if you don't like it."
“…”
In Feng Jun's eyes, confusion, fear, expectation, and worry changed one after another.
Finally, he nodded and gently closed his eyes.
Just try again.
He could feel Su Man wiping his face gently, like a feather, touching his heart.
As the paint on his face, oh no, the powder was wiped off, Feng Jun's original face was revealed.
His skin is not white, but just the right wheat color, with a tall and narrow nose and full curved lips, making him look like a seductive tough guy.
Su Man raised an eyebrow and said, "Open your eyes."
Feng Jun trembled his eyelashes and opened his bright and clear eyes, "I..."
"You are very beautiful, more beautiful than I imagined."
Su Man's tone was very sincere, for fear that this handsome guy who had just escaped from his snail shell would shrink back into it again.
"His Majesty!"
Feng Jun threw himself into Su Man's arms, "Then I will do this every day from now on!"
Su Man was almost knocked to a bloody pulp by him. She suppressed her cough and patted his back, "Be good."
Feng Jun hugged Su Man's waist, and his tears seeped into the fabric around Su Man's waist.
But he was also very happy because he could finally be himself.
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After coming out of Fengqi Palace, Su Man was exhausted.
She wanted to go back to her palace to rest for a while, but before her sedan chair had gone far, she met a man in pink clothes.
Seeing Su Man, he bowed as if frightened, "Your Majesty, Yu'er did not mean to disturb Your Majesty, please forgive Yu'er."
Looking at his slender waist, which was tightly bound by his waist belt, Su Man recognized that this person was also a member of Di Man's harem, named Ren Yu. His current position was Jun, which was equivalent to a concubine.
He raised his hand to signal for the sedan chair to be lowered.
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