"I want to dressed up as Shen Zechuan!" Peixuan Ruxi said.
"Shen Zechuan? Wow, you read the novel too? Then where’s your Xiao Chiye?" She teased him.
"Ai, don’t ask . He doesn’t exist," Peixuan Ruxi waved it away with a fan he picked up from the rack.
Two staffs went to work on Peixuan Ruxi. They combed his hair, sprayed so hair fixing solution, attached a wig and got his makeup done. Because Peixuan Ruxi’s features were already good, he didn’t need much makeup and was done in one hour.
A female staff ca over and attached a single red earring on his right ear.
"Wow! Sir, you look so good! Exactly like how I imagined Shen Zechuan!"
"Really? Thank you, thank you!" Peixuan Ruxi was given a white bamboo prop fan. He walked out from behind the curtains.
Peixuan Ruxi really sowhat looked like Shen Zechuan. If he was an actor, Qin Zhuzhu bet that he would be very popular!
Qin Zhuzhu’s eyeballs almost dropped out at the sight of him. This is simply too handso! If she had the chance, she wanted to beco his Xiao Chiye!
The white flowy robes fit Peixuan Ruxi perfectly. Because Peixuan Ruxi wasn’t that tall, he suited the character of Shen Zechuan. The way he looked at the female staffs and her was like how Shen Zechuan would do.
When he gazed at the female staffs, all of them almost died of a heart attack! Too handso!!!
"Shentu Jing, what about you? How about the red one? I bet you’ll look handso in it!" Qin Zhuzhu pointed at a red hanfu hanging on one of the racks.
"I’m not trying it on," he gave it a condescending look. The red looks too.... weird. Is that a girl’s wedding dress?
"Why?!" The girl looked upset.
"Co on! Don’t be a mood killer! It can’t be that you think you don’t look good as Brother Peixuan? Oh wait, Brother Peixuan is definitely the most handso, right ladies?" Qin Zhuzhu mocked him, giving him crafty smile.
All the female staffs nodded vigorously.
"He’s the perfect Shen Zechuan, the most beautiful man in Dazhou. Of course, you, Shentu Jing can’t compare to him at all!" She grinned at him, watching his face beco gloomy.
"Thank you for praising , sister in law. I feel so honoured. I should make you my Fei Sheng," Peixuan Ruxi gave her a hand, playing along with her to annoy Shentu Jing.
"Eh, why do I get to be Fei Sheng? I rather be Qiao Tianya or Xiao Chiye!"
"But you are not taller than !"
Watching them bicker like this made Shentu Jing jealous. He walked passed them to a rack where he pulled a costu off. Then he strode to a shelf and picked a headgear, all the while his movents exuding anger and bossiness.
"Help put these on," he stuffed them into the staffs’ hands and walked off to the dressing room. So male staffs went to help him wear the costu.
Qin Zhuzhu and Peixuan Ruxi did a high five.
"Yeah! We managed to make him try it on! But what did he picked? I didn’t see his hanfu?" Peixuan Ruxi tried to peer through the red curtains.
"I don’t know. Let’s wait,"
While waiting, Qin Zhuzhu snapped so pictures of Peixuan Ruxi. She took so single shots then wefies together. They even asked the staff to hold the cara while they did so action pose, pretending to fight with each other.
There was even poses of her killing Peixuan Ruxi’s Shen Zechuan, beating him up, stepping on him and holding a giant axe at this neck...
The staffs were all too happy to oblige and didn’t complain. After all, there was a handso man for their eyes to feast on.
So tourists and locals ca over and begged Peixuan Ruxi to take a photo together. Young girls flocked to him and snapped thousands of pictures.
They also went to Qin Zhuzhu and took so photos together, praising her that she looked like Mulan and Liu Shishi.
One hour later, Shentu Jing stepped out of the shop.
His tall figure blocked out the sunlight, casting am imposing shadow on the ground. The two turned around to look.
Qin Zhuzhu and Peixuan Ruxi gasped! The fan in Peixuan Ruxi’s hand slipped off.
Shentu Jing was.... was.... was....
Was simply too stunning!
Qin Zhuzhu walked around him like an eagle surveying it’s prey. Peixuan Ruxi recovered from his shock and quickly picked up his fab fan.
If Pan An was the definition of a man’s beauty, then Shentu Jing was beyond Pan An. He was ethereally stunning, his features exquisite and masculine, yet there was a slight feminine charm.
He was dressed in a black and red robes adorned with golden embroidery of phoenixes and dragons. His wig was a high ponytail one, giving him the noble aura of a top sect master. The headgear coupled with so head pieces that laid above his ears shone brightly in the sunlight.
"I’ll be damd...." Qin Zhuzhu muttered.
Seeing his little Pearl looked at him with eyes full of admiration put Shentu Jing in a good mood.
Shentu Jing stood before her, staring down into her eyes.
"What do you think?" He said in a low voice.
"Too handso," she sighed dreamily.
"Co take so pictures!" Then, Qin Zhuzhu pulled him with Peixuan Ruxi and tagged started taking millions of photos.
She instructed him on what to do, what to hold, and how to make his facial expressions match his actions.
"It would be better if you dressed up as Xiao Chiye. Then you and Brother Peixuan will be a perfect match!" Qin Zhuzhu clasped her hand excitedly.
"Don’t dream about it," Shentu Jing shot Peixuan Ruxi who seed to be looking forward to it, a murderous look. Earlier he had asked the staffs and the characters, Shen Zechuan and Xiao Chiye. So he knew what it ant.
"Grandpa, after what happened, it’s a good way to relax and take a walk around. Don’t just stay at ho all the ti," Shentu Ling said to Old Master Shentu, as they walked passed the costu shop.
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