Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated
Huo Siqian was wearing a bright-yellow imperial robe with 9 dragons sewn onto it. On his head was an emperor’s crown.
Most importantly, he was wearing makeup and used a wig to cover over his own head, attaching a long braid like those that the men in the Qing Dynasty had.
Even his shoes matched his outfit; it was obvious that he borrowed this outfit from some movie set, or else the quality wouldn’t be as good.
Huo Siqian was waving a fan as he walked, looking extremely like an emperor from the Qing Dynasty.
When Huo Mian first saw him, she had no idea which emperor he came as… There were so many in the Qing Dynasty, and even Huang Taiji and Nurhaci dressed up like that. So, which one was he? Emperor Shunzhi, Kangxi, Yongzheng, Qianlong, Jiaqing, Daoguang, Xianfeng, or Guangxu?
However, she knew who Huo Siqian came as soon as she saw Mo Xue’er because the latter was wearing exactly what Concubine Hua of the TV show, Empresses in the Palace, wore. Even the nail protector she wore was the same as the one Concubine Hua wore in that TV show…
“Holy sh*t… Mo Xue’er looks exactly like Concubine Hua, she looks really pretty in ancient-era costumes,” Zhu Lingling exclaimed.
If Mo Xue’er was Concubine Hua, then Huo Siqian had got to be Emperor Yongzheng.
The two walked up to the manor and Huo Mian greeted them. “You guys look really cool, your costumes are awesome,” Huo Mian said as she gave them a thumbs up.
“So, Mian, are you a vampire today?” Huo Siqian looked at Huo Mian ever so gently; he had never seen her like that and loved how cute she looked.
“Yeah, I’ve always liked vampire fangs as a child, and I finally get to fulfill that wish today.” Huo Mian smiled, embarrassed.
Mo Xue’er reached out to touch Huo Mian’s little crown. “It’s really pretty, I like it.”
“Thanks, Xue’er, you guys should head in and sit. There are drinks on the table.”
The party began to heat up after Huo Siqian and Mo Xue’er went in. Huo Siqian walked over to Qin Chu; after glancing at the latter, he said, “Did Mian make you wear this?”
“Yeah.” Qin Chu nodded; he didn’t like talking to Huo Siqian.
“She sure is stubborn… but that’s what makes her cute, right?” Huo Siqian exclaimed.
Qin Chu shot Huo Siqian a complicated look, but he didn’t say anything.
The next to arrive were Ni Yang and Yingzi.
Ni Yang was driving his own maroon-colored Porsche sports car. It was pretty and attention-grabbing.
Ni Yang’s costume was really cool – he came as the most popular character in The Lost Tomb, Zhang Qiling.
He was wearing a black hoodie that covered half of his face, making him extremely mysterious.
His right hand was wrapped in white gauze and was holding a black sword.
Yingzi, his manager, was also wearing a black grave-robber costume.
Both their costumes matched today’s theme…
Huo Mian tousled Ni Yang’s head lovingly. “You little brat, what are you trying to do, coming here so handsomely?”
“Sister Mian, I love your vampire outfit!” Ni Yang reached out and began poking at Huo Mian’s fake fangs…
“You guys should head in, it’s cold outside,” Huo Mian was worried about Ni Yang catching a cold, so she immediately told them to go inside. Then, she looked down at her watch. Everyone was here… except for Su Yu and Song Yishi.
Did they change their minds about coming?
“Where’s Su Yu?” Jiang Xiaowei asked aloud.
“Did Yu say he’s coming?” Wei Liao asked in surprise.
He didn’t know Su Yu was even invited; Jiang Xiaowei nodded. “Yeah, Mian told us in WeChat that he’s coming today.”
Before Huo Mian had the chance to respond, a black Lamborghini Sesto Elemento came to a quick stop outside the mansion doors.
It parked in such a fast speed that no one even saw what happened before he parked. No wonder his car was known as one of the best sports cars; the other cars looked like scrap pieces compared with his.
“Woah, it’s really Young Master Su.” Wei Liao was obviously excited; he was here today with his wife, and since he wasn’t that close with the others, he was glad that Su Yu was here. That way, he would have someone to hang out with…
Su Yu walked out of his car slowly, while the others looked at his costume in awe.
“Who in the world did Young Master Su come as?” Wei Liao was confused. He had been to countless costume parties with Su Yu, but had never seen him in an outfit like this.
