"Come on, come on, you dead head, Young Emperor, get up quickly!"
An Nuannuan reached out, grabbed the young emperor's hair, and pushed hard in the opposite direction...
The young emperor was unmoved. He rubbed her little face with his slightly rough palms and smiled mysteriously...
The undercurrent surging under her eyes made An Nuannuan's heart skip a beat, and she subconsciously wanted to escape...
However, before she could escape, her whole body was firmly held down by her, and the next second, his cold lips would cover her...
But there was a rapid knock on the door...
"Hey, hey, there's someone knocking on the door!"
An Nuannuan pressed her hands firmly against his chest and reminded loudly...
"What are you afraid of? This is my territory, I have the final say!"
The young emperor didn't care, his chest sank...
"Master, Miss An, get up quickly. The master and his wife have already arrived in the hall..."
The servant outside the door spoke tremblingly, with a strong sense of fear in his voice...
The emperor suddenly stopped playing and continued to play. To calm down the mood, he turned over and sat up, got out of bed, walked over, and opened the door...
"Go over and help young mistress dress up!"
"Yes!" The servant hurriedly ran to An Nuannuan's side, helped her sit on the wheelchair, and then pushed her towards the bathroom...
After washing myself carefully, I pushed it towards the dressing table...
With such skill, the young emperor was fully dressed, but the gauze on his chest was scratched and he stubbornly refused to change it...
"Get dressed slowly, don't go downstairs until it's perfect!"
The young emperor dropped these words and walked out of the room...
An Nuannuan sat there in a daze, looking in the direction of the Emperor with some doubts. Her heart felt slightly cold, and her right eyelid twitched twice. She always felt as if something bad was about to happen...
"Ms. An, this is the dress for the Di family's daughter-in-law-to-be. It will be a bit hard to wear, so please be patient..."
As the servant spoke, he took out a large box behind him and opened it, revealing a complicated British court dress lying inside...
The bright red skirt is embroidered with countless hand-made flowers, complicated textures, countless layers of petticoats, and a waistline that is so small that people can’t bear to look at it. It is set off by gold edges and is magnificent...
Just taking a look at it made An Nuannuan feel troublesome, let alone putting it on. Besides, she couldn't touch the ground with her feet. She was sitting in a wheelchair. Wearing such a dress was simply a huge torture for her...
Last night, in order to please the Young Emperor, she wore a simpler palace dress than this one, which already made her very annoyed. Now she has to wear something even more complicated, which makes her head hurt just thinking about it!
"Can't you just wear it?"
"No, Miss An, this is etiquette for meeting your future parents-in-law. This dress is passed down from generation to generation, so you must not damage it..."
The servant's casual reminder made An Nuannuan's eyes suddenly light up...
"That's it, I understand, come on!"
An Nuannuan raised her hand, like a puppet, letting the servant play with it...
It took a full twenty minutes to put on the dress completely, including complicated hair bun, makeup, headdress, jewelry, etc...
By the time everything was ready, half an hour had passed...
Accompanied by the servant, An Nuannuan went down from the elevator to the lobby on the first floor...
The moment she walked in through the front door, countless scorching eyes came towards her...
An Nuannuan raised the corners of her lips slightly, revealing a ghostly smile...