Jiang Pengji stepped into the backyard. Guifei Huijun had been waiting by the door for a long time.
There was a gentle and appropriate smile on her face. She was sitting in a kneeling position and bowed respectfully in welcome.
“Master, you’ve worked hard. Did the morning court assembly go well today?”
Huijun stood up and reached out to take the mandarin hat that Jiang Pengji had unfastened and her ivory writing tablet. Her eyes were soft, watery, and limpid like spring water.
Even though she’d used make-up to lighten her face by five shades, her gentle and virtuous temperament still roused the hearts of the livestream viewers.
Guo Jia is not a country: I’m really envious of men in ancient times. No wonder they liked to have multiple wives! Every day when they get home from work, they can receive sympathetic greetings from their young and tender wives. This alone could chase away all the worries of the day… By the way, I’m a girl.
Xun Yu, not a wretch: To the user above, you can work hard to better yourself and earn money to support your family. Then you could let your boyfriend stay at home and do the wifely duties of supporting you and educating the children.
Jia Xu, not Jia Yu: I second the suggestion by Lord Xun.
The viewers had all seen Huijun’s real face. To put in bluntly, her appearance trumped all actresses in the entertainment industry.
Just based on her looks, she was at the goddess level and would be difficult to unseat from that rank. According to the comments of the livestream viewers, Huijun’s face had become a template for plastic surgery hospitals in Korea. One after another, actresses in the entertainment industry copied her face. Based on this, one could see how good outstanding Huijun’s natural appearance was.
“There were some twists and turns, but it went well.”
Huijun stared blankly for a moment, then lowered her head and asked, “Why must you recover your identity at this time?”
Jiang Pengji explained, “At this present opportunity, my power and wealth are not so great that the world will oppose me, but it’s not limited that I’ll be bullied. If I wait until my power has expanded and strengthened before stating my true gender, I’ll undoubtedly be surrounded by enemy forces who will attack my weaknesses at the same time.”
Huijun’s expression dimmed as she rolled up her sleeves with her fingers.
“As your servant, I’m ashamed that I’m unable to continue assisting you.”
Jiang Pengji found it funny.
“The first half of your life has been too hard, just be at ease and live comfortably for the second half of your life. I’ll deal with these things properly. You don’t have to sacrifice anymore.”
The honey trap was only a makeshift plan of convenience and was a fair deal between Jiang Pengji and Huijun.
Now that the deal had been settled, she could not push Huijun back into the living hell of a prostitute again.
“If you’re bored, I’ll dispatch you on some missions when we return to Wanzhou so that you don’t have to do the work of a maid all day long.”
Huijun gave a shallow laugh as she teased, “It’s my great fortune to be able to serve you. I’ve even snatched these chores away from your maids.”
“I didn’t know that I was so sought after.”
Jiang Pengji rolled her eyes inwardly in self-mockery.
“There are still many things that you don’t know about, master.” Huijun followed one step behind Jiang Pengji. “By the way, now that you have taken up your true identity, do you think you should adjust your attire? It doesn’t seem like a very good idea to go around in men’s clothing all day…”
“Oh, prepare some women’s clothing. Keep it simple and unobtrusive.”
Whether it was men’s or women’s clothing, Jiang Pengji had no preference. She was okay with anything as long as it was easy to move around in.
Huijun had already made preparations. She carried out a tray from her room laden with two sets of women’s clothing.
“I made these in my spare time. Master, why don’t you try them on and see how they fit you?”
When Jiang Pengji saw the style and size of the clothes, she knew that they had been specially made for her by Huijun.
“Alright.”
Fortunately, there was not much difference between men’s and women’s clothing in ancient times. This was Jiang Pengji’s first contact with women’s clothing, but she was not dumbfounded or at a loss for what to do.
She unfastened the heavy white cloth wrapped around her chest and liberated the cleavage that had so long been smothered. She took a long breath, feeling like the air in her lungs was suddenly fresher and cleaner.
Jiang Pengji dipped her head and glanced down, muttering, “It’s wise to resume my identity at this time… Otherwise, I’ll suffocate to death one day…”
Because her body was “enhanced,” Liu Xi’s thin body had grown very well. Not only was she tall, but her feminine characteristics had developed well.
Huijun had made very comprehensive preparations. She had even prepared intimate things like undergarments to cover her chest and abdomen.
Jiang Pengji raised her hands and examined her own breasts for the first time in a long time. It seemed she would have to find a new way to support them. After all, she wanted to treat herself well.
Before long, Jiang Pengji was neatly dressed.
“I look weird…”
She pulled at the sleeves. This garment was a teal color, which was neither too lively nor too old-fashioned.
But she had a weird sense that she looked like someone’s godfather in women’s clothing.
When Huijun, who was outside, saw Jiang Pengji’s attire, she immediately laughed.
“Master, you haven’t changed your hairstyle.”
Naturally, she looked awkward with her hair in a man’s bun while wearing a feminine outfit.
Jiang Pengji had been in this world for many years, but so far, she’d only learned how to comb her hair into a large ponytail. Naturally, someone else had to help her with her hair.
Huijun did not groom her hair into a complicated style for the rich and noble. Instead, she chose the most common style, a loose and low-hanging hairstyle that framed her face. There were no extra hair ornaments either. She didn’t put on a headscarf, much less a hair comb or other dangling hair ornament. As for those exquisite head ornaments or pieces of jewelry, she did not put on even a single one of them.
“It’s too plain, even the servant girl waiting on you wears a couple of plain silver hairpins…”
As Huijun spoke, she raised her hands to help Jiang Pengji trim the shape of her eyebrows. She looked a little less severe and more gentle now.
Jiang Pengji closed her eyes and let Huijun fuss over her face however she liked.
“But master, those rich and luxurious decorations don’t suit you either. You’re not that vain about your appearance.”
Huijun wanted to select a pair of pearl earrings and put them on Jiang Pengji, but in the end, she found that she didn’t have pierced ears.
Jiang Pengji opened her eyes and looked at the bold and handsome girl in the bronze mirror. She pulled at her lips. Finally, she didn’t have that weird feeling of being a godfather in women’s clothing.
“Your lips are a bit pale, it’s better to apply a little rouge… It’s done.”
Jiang Pengji opened the livestream and a hundred and fifty thousand viewers flocked in. Then…
Meierniang: Where’s the host? Where did she go?
Fade to dust: Something bad happened, the host is gone!
The livestream viewers looked for the familiar figure of the young man, but to their astonishment found that the silhouette of the host was missing.
Falling Purple Stars Of A Fantasy: Wait—the young lady next to Huijun…. could she be the host?
Everyone scrutinized Jiang Pengji’s face. Indeed, that was the host’s face.
Mo Lingyin: I’m finally seeing the host in women’s clothing after watching the livestream for so many years. I have no regrets in my life.
Rear Mountains and Shallow Waters: I thought I would see the King-Kong-Barbie-Nezha version of the host. I didn’t expect this. She’s quite pretty!
Jiang Pengji was not a woman with a man’s appearance, it was just that her looks tended towards being more handsome. After putting on women’s clothes and restyling her hair, no one would assume that she was a man.
In a split second, the bullet screen of the livestream turned into a barrage of exclamation marks and emoticons that represented the viewers’ alarm.
The corners of Jiang Pengji’s eyes spasmed. Only with this was she able to restrain the urge to forcibly shut off the livestream.
“Huijun, do you think I’ll scare anybody if I go out looking like this?”
Huijun covered her lips as she smiled. “When you’re dressed in men’s clothing, you look confident, at ease, clear, and full of deep meaning. When you change into women’s clothes, you look handsome, courageous, and full of vitality. How could you scare anybody?”
Jiang Pengji answered, “You’d be surprised.”