Chapter 69.2

Lord Shen could finally turn around, and his eyes lit up. He praised him without hesitation, “Empress Dowager looks extremely beautiful.”

Shen Fengyue rolled his eyes at him. Of course, he looked good in women’s clothing, otherwise, how could he have captivated Old Man Chu back then?

Even if a beauty made a strange expression, she would still be beautiful. As one knows beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, and Lord Shen as a person seeing his beloved always has a filter that stretches out for hundreds of meters. Therefore, Empress Dowager was always stunning in his eyes, with a beauty beyond comparison.

Shen Fengyue sat in front of the dressing table, picked up one or two simple hairpins to put in his hair, and was about to put on makeup when Lord Shen picked up a gorgeous red palace flower from the makeup kit and asked him in confusion, “Why don’t you wear a flower, Empress Dowager? It looks so beautiful and charming.” He even gestured toward his hair, saying, “It would be so pretty.”

Shen Fengyue rejected this old-fashioned and stereotypical male aesthetic, slapping away his hand and criticizing his taste.

After being rejected by his beloved, Lord Shen looked puzzled as he looked at the red palace flower in his hand. It was quite pretty, so why didn’t he like it?

As Shen Fengyue was getting ready, Lord Shen repeatedly tried to promote to him the pieces of jewelry he had picked out, all of which were extremely gaudy. After being criticized by Empress Dowager, he could only stand aside and sulk in silence.

Without the annoying pest around, Shen Fengyue was able to quickly finish his hair and makeup. He held his face close to the bronze mirror, examining it from different angles and finding no flaws before stopping.

Noticing that the pest beside him was silent, he smiled and asked, “What’s wrong? Are you angry? Don’t want to talk to me?”

Lord Shen turned his face away and said nothing.

Oh, he’s really angry now.

Shen Fengyue stood up and leaned in to look at him, saying each word clearly, “Lord…Shen?”

Lord Shen touched his face and turned away again, still not saying anything.

Shen Fengyue found his awkward and contrived posture amusing and thought, Come on, act some more for me!

He stared at him for a while, and the man couldn’t help but glance at him quickly before turning away again.

Shen Fengyue couldn’t help but laugh. He walked around him and suddenly leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

“Lord. Shen~”

Lord Shen, “!!!” He tensed up! Empress Dowager got him! He gritted his teeth tightly and continued to ignore him.

Shen Fengyue was a person with a curious nature and a playful personality. Once his playful side was triggered, he had to win, or he wouldn’t stop.

So he leaned in again and kissed Lord Shen twice, calling out, “Lord. Shen, Lord. Shen.”

The kisses delighted Lord Shen, but he had to keep his face tense and not let the other person see it. He turned his face to face him, expressionless.

Shen Fengyue held his face in both hands and pulled him towards him, kissing him three times on the face and calling out, “Lord. Shen, Lord. Shen, my Lord Shen, Don’t be angry, okay?”

Lord Shen, “!!!”

This..this…Who can bear this! No one can!

Lord Shen was hit hard and lost under the sugar-coated bombardment. His lips curved, as if an iceberg had melted, or after the spring rain, the sky was cleared. He finally said, “Okay.”

Shen Fengyue won the victory, but he felt that something was wrong and carefully thought about it. Wait a minute! He just let someone take advantage of him and was still pleased with himself! He was stupid, too stupid, and fell into a trap.

“You tricked me.” He was quick to react and stepped back when the other person tried to hug him.

Lord Shen smiled and didn’t say anything. He picked up a brush from the side, dipped it in rouge, and approached him step by step.

“What are you doing?!” The alarm bells rang in his heart, and he wanted to escape, but the other person had already caught up with him with his long legs and held him tightly in his arms.

Lord Shen held his face and carefully applied the rouge on his forehead with the brush.

The brush was soft and gentle, making a dot on his forehead and then turning a circle. Shen Fengyue couldn’t see what he was drawing, but he could judge from Lord Shen’s serious expression that he wasn’t drawing randomly.

After a delicate stroke, Lord Shen finished the drawing. Shen Fengyue broke free and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. He saw a small, bright red dot in the center of his eyebrows.

—a cinnabar mark.

“It looks really good,” he said after a long while.

Lord Shen smiled gently and said it was time to go. He took Shen Fengyue and hurried out of the palace.

On the way, Shen Fengyue asked about the cinnabar mark, but Lord Shen didn’t answer and just silently replied in his heart.

According to the Shen family’s tradition, a cinnabar dot is drawn on the center of the eyebrows of one’s beloved with a rouge brush, which means “chosen”. It signifies that “I have chosen you”.

Therefore, I have chosen you, Empress Dowager.