Translator: Nigaria
Proofreader/editor: Piper
The Emperor on Top, Imperial Concubine Underneath (8)
"So this is ugly. Don't tell me you were beautiful just a moment ago?" Sheng Siyu seldomly felt like teasing others.
Bai Weiwei was silent. Sheng Siyu also followed the silence. After a long time, he asked, "You don't really think, that was beautiful."
Bai Weiwei glanced at him with while trembling, her skin reddened as she clutched her sleeve uneasily.
She seemed like she wanted to answer 'not beautiful', but her eyes turned around and she told the truth. "This servant thinks it's beautiful. Because this servant is an ugly clown, I've spent great efforts to learn this superior technique of applying makeup, it's good to cover this servant's unsightly skin."
Sheng Siyu realized with a smile, this world really had a strange disease: beauty is seen as ugly, and ugliness is considered beautiful. And Bai Weiwei was precisely suffering from this strange disease.
He suddenly became a little curious. "In your eyes, are We ugly or beautiful?"
Weiwei sneaked a peek at Sheng Siyu, and these eyes looked delicate and innocent, making the light in his eyes darken.
She took back her gaze and bowed her head, but her fingers lost their blood circulation because she was clutching her sleeves too hard, her cheeks also started to lose their color.
Sheng Siyu took another sip of tea, but found that the cup was already empty. He never talked to a woman. But surprisingly, it wasn't annoying.
Bai Weiwei answered with caution: "Your majesty is a mighty man. He is a man among men. Your appearance cannot confine your majestic presence."
Sheng Siyu asked faintly, "Are We so ugly?"
Bai Weiwei immediately replied nervously, "This servant doesn't dislike... di-av-avoid1 looking at Your Majesty, looking ugly."
Sheng Siyu put down the teacup he was holding in his hand, the expression on his face almost collapsed. She didn't dislike looking... at him – ugly?
Bai Weiwei saw him like this, and persuaded stammering: "You are not ugly, not ugly, just stand out from the masses ... more distinctive, unique."
Sheng Siyu: "..."
Bai Weiwei still tried to comfort him, fearing the he would die from anger, Sheng Siyu immediately got up and picked up a cup of tea, "Dear concubine said so much, her mouth should be thirsty, drink some tea."
This was to block her words by using tea to plug her mouth.
Bai Weiwei absent-mindedly drank tea, thinking that she would probably have to go to bed with this strange man after all.
She couldn't help but knock on the system, "Forty four, is there no substitute ability? I can pay for it with half of the love value at most." The system was as quiet as a mouse.
Bai Weiwei: "All love value? I will die right away, please try and be more flexible okay?."
System: "..."
Bai Weiwei: "System? Forty four? Zero? Anyone? Your uncle!"
Sheng Siyu saw Bai Weiwei drinking tea, and suddenly pushed her hand and presses her directly onto the bed.
"Dear concubine, the night is dark and the bed is warm, outside the window the Moon is shining, the weather is just right, just right to go to bed."
This beast, thinking about topping her straight away, talking like a scholar to persuade her, what's he up to?
Sheng Siyu took off his clothes and his eyes were deep and scary.
When Bai Weiwei stood up, she felt her condition wasn't right, she was muddle-headed and felt dizzy. She suddenly remembered the cup of tea.
When Bai Weiwei started to lose consciousness, her complexion had begun to flush, and the half-naked Sheng Siyu got off of the bed.
After waiting a while, Bai Weiwei started to moan as expected.
The clothes on her body were messy, and the hot temperature that appeared in her body made her sweat, the thin muslin she was wearing was quickly drenched in sweat. Her exquisite jade body was under the glow of the candlelight, possessing one kind of tender and enticing allure.
Sheng Siyu felt as if his chest and abdomen were burning with a fire, and he almost could not hold it anymore.
"Your Majesty?" Bai Weiwei looked at him helplessly, her eyes began to lose focus.
Sheng Siyu took two steps forward, but turned around the next second, his face was gloomy and terrible, his hand grabbing the sword from a moment ago, and pulled it out.
1: She starts out by saying dislike '嫌' then adds a '弃' to make it avoid (in disgust) '嫌弃'↩