The expression on the face of the young man in red was as if he had been struck by lightning. He was completely stunned and his mouth was wide open.
"W-what did you say? Send...send me to...the palace? Do you want me to be...a eunuch?"
His tongue was tied and he was stammering. He felt like a flock of crows were flying above his head, and his whole body became bad.
He was crying sadly. If he had known that he would turn into a male-female eunuch, he might as well have been eaten by a wild cat just now.
"Why are you a eunuch? I want you to become a woman!" Princess Zhaorong rolled her eyes at him, grabbed his hair and pulled him to the table, urging: "Hurry, hurry up!"
"Hurry, hurry what?" The young man in red still looked confused and didn't react at all.
"Become a woman!" Princess Zhaorong said impatiently, "Don't say you can't do it. Who doesn't know that your Thousand-faced Master is best at disguise. I want you to turn yourself into the most beautiful woman. , the kind that makes all men unable to take their eyes off you!”
The face of the young man in red was uglier than a bitter gourd: "I... I..."
"What are you doing? If you can't do it, I'll throw you up there to feed the wild cats!"
The young man in red shuddered when he thought of the sharp claws of the wild cat.
"Okay, okay, I'll change, but I've never disguised myself as a woman, I'm afraid it doesn't look like it."
"It will definitely look very similar. Even if you don't put on makeup, you are no different from a woman. Hurry up, hurry up, my patience is not very good. If you don't do it, I will feed you to the cat!"
The young man in red had no choice but to look in the mirror and start to disguise himself.
Princess Zhaorong sat next to him, holding her chin in her hand, watching him with great interest as he picked up the gouache and rouge and applied it layer by layer on her face.
"Tsk, tsk, look at your bruised face, I really feel sorry for you. Fortunately, you protected your face just now and didn't get scratched by the cat's claws, otherwise it would have ruined my big event."
The young man in red's hand shook involuntarily, he raised his eyes and glanced at Princess Zhaorong, and said expressionlessly: "Thank you very much, Princess Zhaorong for your compliment."
"Don't stop, keep going, keep going!" Princess Zhaorong smiled.
The young man in red was so angry that he vomited blood, but he still had to follow her instructions and transform himself into a stunning beauty.
His original appearance was extremely enchanting and charming, and he didn't need too many disguises. He just tightened his eyebrows and painted them into distant mountain eyebrows with Luozidai. He frowned slightly, as if surrounded by smoke, which added to the beauty. A bit charming.
His face is naturally fair, and he does not need to apply gouache, but he smudges a thin layer of rouge on his cheeks, making his skin white and rosy, pink and translucent, and his lips are slightly stained with rouge, showing off his thin lips. Looking at himself in the mirror, he could hardly recognize himself in the mirror.
Princess Zhaorong was also stunned. She looked at the young man in red who had turned into a completely different person. If she hadn't seen him disguised with her own eyes, she would have thought that there was another Maungruo in the world. A beautiful girl from heaven.
Especially those two smoky eyebrows that look like frowns, and those captivating red phoenix eyes. The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and the eyes are flowing. He doesn't want to say anything. He doesn't even need to speak, just a glance from the corner of his eyes is enough. Let all men in the world be fascinated by him.
"Oh my God, you are so beautiful!" Princess Zhaorong murmured in praise.