Jun Chenbi's long, narrow, and shimmering phoenix eyes suddenly flashed with a faint light. He pinched the boy's supple and slender waist and whispered intimately and ambiguously, "Let's eat first. We'll talk about the rest later."
In Qin Ge's view, this was a sign that the tyrant was beginning to soften his stance.
He raised an eyebrow, untied his apron, and sat down to eat with Jun Chenbi.
His Majesty the Emperor gave absolute praise to his young husband's cooking skills.
Jun Chenbi's statement that the food was delicious wasn't just to flatter Qin Ge; he genuinely felt that way.
He disdains lying.
Qin Ge was well aware of his own cooking skills, but the high praise from his lover still made the young man's eyes and brows reveal a joyful, rosy glow.
Not to mention, after he unleashed a barrage of bullets, it seemed the tyrant was about to change into women's clothing for him after his meal.
After all, you're obligated to help someone who pays your bills, aren't you?
…
After finishing his meal, it was still early. His Majesty the Emperor elegantly wiped the corner of his mouth and said that there were still many memorials to review.
On the surface, Qin Ge, being considerate, told him to hurry up and go.
However, what he was thinking was—
If I don't know, are you just making excuses to procrastinate?
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Even though he had eaten the food he cooked, he kept dragging his feet and refusing to fulfill his promise, Qin Ge wasn't angry at all.
The more excuses you make to delay, the more it shows...
The tyrant is conflicted about this matter.
The dilemma arises only because you've considered fulfilling his wishes, doesn't it?
Qin Ge is not in a hurry.
He was like a very patient hunter, watching his prey gradually lose itself in the encirclement of sugar-coated bullets, enjoying this hunting game.
In particular, this pleasure can be amplified many times over when your prey is a dragon.
This time, Qin Ge didn't accompany the tyrant to the imperial study to read the memorials; instead, he went back to his palace... to choose women's clothing.
The best embroiderers in the world were in the palace. During the reign of the late emperor, the imperial concubine loved luxury, and with so many concubines in the six palaces, the Imperial Clothing Bureau at its peak supported several hundred embroiderers.
In this dynasty, Emperor Qingjia established one concubine and one empress, a total of two people. The latter was a male empress who was not fond of extravagance and usually wore simple clothes.
So even though most of the embroiderers in the palace were released to marry, those who remained in the palace were getting sick from boredom.
This time, the palace embroiderers received an imperial decree from the Empress, ordering them to quickly produce several magnificent and elegant women's garments, regardless of style. Although they didn't know what His Highness the Empress, being a man, needed women's clothing for, the embroiderers were all eager to get started, displaying their skills and talents, working overtime late into the night to make what Qin Ge wanted.
Then it was immediately sent to Qin Ge for him to see.
A dozen or so women's garments, each unique in style and color, but all exceptionally beautiful, were displayed on racks reserved for palace use. The sheer variety was dazzling and overwhelming. Among them was even a sequined tulle dress in the style of a dancer from the Western Regions!
Qin Ge is a pure gay man. Although he is indifferent to women, it does not prevent him from appreciating the beauty of women.
Elegant clothing and jewelry are also ways to showcase a woman's beauty.
However, Qin Ge no longer thinks that way.
Because men can also adorn themselves with fine clothes and jewelry!
This is not a privilege reserved for women only.
Qin Ge smiled as she gazed at the dazzling array of beautiful clothes in the palace, already imagining what His Majesty the Emperor would look like wearing this or that piece of women's clothing...
The palace lanterns are lit.
Jun Chenbi returned under cover of night. As soon as he stepped into the palace, he was greeted by a room full of clothes, and Qin Ge was surrounded by them.
Jun Chenbi's brow twitched.
Over there, Qin Ge saw the figure in light gold appear and immediately stepped forward to prevent the person from escaping, "Your Majesty is back!"
Knowing that he couldn't avoid it tonight, His Majesty the Emperor became calmer than ever before, and with a normal expression, dismissed the palace servants following behind him.
Eunuch Xia was not surprised, and even cleverly guessed it—
The couple is probably about to play some... little romantic game again.
Qin Ge didn't stop Jun Chenbi from sending the palace servants away. Well, let's give the tyrant some face.
He's not such an immature person.
After all the palace servants had left, Qin Ge pulled Jun Chenbi to the row of gorgeous and beautiful women's clothes and let him choose one for himself.
Qin Ge thought he would hesitate for a long time.
—After all, it takes a lot of courage to be a cross-dresser.
But the tyrant glanced at the pile of clothes and quickly made up his mind.
He walked up to a dazzling red robe, as vibrant as maple leaves and as fiery as fire, and lifted a sleeve with his slender, white-knuckled hand. "This one."
Qin Ge was taken aback for a moment, "Uh."
Have you made up your mind so quickly?
Don't we need to think about it again?
Realizing what was happening, Qin Ge still smiled and said, "Now that you've decided on this one, Your Majesty, please go to the inner room and change!"
As she spoke, Qin Ge took the bright red robe off her head and was about to hand it to the tyrant.
Then I heard him say—
"It's not me who's changing things, it's you who's changing things."
Qin Ge, “?”
Should I change it?
Are you polite?
Qin Ge had an incredulous expression on his face, as if to say, "You ate my food and yet you're still being heartless, shameless, and unreasonable."
"Stop fooling around." Qin Ge rolled up the clothes and shoved them into Jun Chenbi's arms. "Go change quickly."
Jun Chenbi reached out and pulled the boy's waist into his arms. He lowered his head slightly and gently bit the thin white earlobe, watching the faint blush that appeared on it. His tone was unhurried, with a hint of amusement and seduction, "You wear it for me to see first. One time for each of us, that's fair, hmm?"
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