Chapter 18:

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Because the pregnancy process is so troublesome, many women can't help but desire. In addition to having to pass on the lineage, give the right husband, the side husband, or the little servant children they like, most of the other little servant are for women to vent, but they have no children.

An Ran's flower hole filled with his manhood for one night, and in the morning was pressed again. Her body feel so sore, and only a little better after taking a medicated bath.

Although the two were out to his house this time, they still need to dress up to see someone.

Looking at men combing their hair with mirrors, the servant choose among a bunch of gorgeous and beautiful hairpins. An Ran is very envious. In this era,she can't wear beautiful skirts, draw a beautiful classical makeup, Yunbin fengchai and so on. All of these are enjoyed by a group of men.

What about her? Although she is the empress, her hair style is the Taoist head that has not changed for thousands of years. Although the hairpin is luxurious, its style is quite simple, let alone make-up. There is no ancient beauty in her bedroom, which makes her a little trance about the difference between herself and men.

Xu Zizhen caught a glimpse of her self pity in the mirror and guessed about her thoughts. Unexpectedly, she liked it... He thought she hated powder, so it seems that she didn't like men's powder, but like to apply it on her own face.

He smile slightly, and quietly told the the servant: "no need to dress up, just use the Zan hairpin, and no need to add the powder." Since she doesn't like men's smearing and wearing powder, he will cooperate with her!

When he finished combing, An Ran had already finished, looked at the rouge powder on the table, the round black eyes turned around: "Zizhen, can you go out in the outer hall for awhile?"

She doesn't really need a makeup! Xu Zizhen thought, but she said so, he had to go out obediently.

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