The Whole Capital Is Waiting for My New Lipstick Shade

Please add my upcoming story next door, The Lover Is the Grand Secretary, to your favorites. Yu Weiwei, the eldest legitimate daughter of Duke Qing's household, is clever and refined, with a beauty that outshines all others. At the age of five, the retired emperor personally named her empress. Unfortunately, the emperor prefers men and is homosexual. After a male favorite sets a deadly trap for her in the palace, the emperor doesn't even bother pretending to mourn her. He revokes her posthumous title, cancels all the funeral music, and would rather have her body wrapped in a straw mat and buried. It is Zhou Peixu, the current Grand Secretary, as elegant as a jade tree and bright as the sun, who holds her corpse and weeps bitterly. In the end, his eyes redden with rage, and he cuts a river through the court with his sword, killing the worthless emperor and ascending the throne, ensuring her posthumous honors are preserved. Reborn, Yu Weiwei becomes empress once again. This time, however, she refuses to be a powerless ornament. She stops her childhood friend Zhou Peixu beneath the palace's red walls and willows. As she used to do as a child, she tugs at his sleeve and says gently, "Brother Pei, Wei'er doesn't want to be empress. She wants to be empress dowager." He coolly pulls his sleeve away. "You can't force yourself to have children. As for the emperor..." "He can't." She rises on her toes and leans close to his ear, whispering, "You become emperor, and I'll have your children." * The current Grand Secretary, Zhou Peixu, holds power over the court and is handsome, making him the dream husband of the capital's noblewomen. Yet he remains a widower and refuses to marry, treating the young emperor like his own son. He even personally measures the boy's height every day. Everyone praises him as a noble crane, his virtue shining far and wide. Little do they know that, behind gauzy curtains, he gazes at the beauty lying beside him and says in a husky voice, "Your Majesty the Empress Dowager, if you wish to add another little sister to the emperor's clan..." He kisses the top of her foot. "Your humble servant can also do his bit." Warnings ahead: 1. This may be an exciting secret affair that lasts a lifetime, but it absolutely has a happy ending. 2. The male lead has eyes only for the female lead and is happy to give her everything. 3. The female lead may be mistreated by a male supporting character in the early chapters. Blurb: This book is also known as Making a Fortune Selling Lipstick, Reviving the Ancient Cosmetics Industry, and My Enemies Beg Me to Release New Shades. After transmigrating, Bai Yunzhi discovers that she's actually a tragic heroine who can't afford enough food or warm clothes, and whose birth mother died young. How can that be? She rolls up her sleeves and gets to work! In an era when people use bamboo charcoal for eyebrows and cinnabar for lipstick, she sets off a revolution in the cosmetics industry! Ever since she started selling lipstick, all kinds of rumors, half true and half false, have spread... They say a certain young lady got into a fight over a grapefruit-shade lipstick with her half-sister? They say a certain madam drove away her scheming concubine over a brick-red lipstick? They say Her Majesty the Empress decreed that no consort except the empress herself may wear true-red lipstick? And there's more! They say that when the capital's beloved Sixth Prince, the bright moon in every young woman's heart, saw the latest shade, he said, "This is so beautiful! Every girl in the capital is sure to buy it!" The whole capital goes wild. The noble young ladies fight over it, and every last one is snapped up in an instant. Yunzhi looks at the string of figures in her ledger, each representing real silver and gold, and smiles with satisfaction. The Sixth Prince slips his arms around her slender waist from behind and breathes in her ear, "Zhizhi, how was my advertising?" Reader's guide: 1. A charming, socially adept woman x a cunning man who hides his true nature. 2. One-on-one pairing, happy ending. Enjoy with confidence. 3. The male lead appears later in the story. 4. The first part focuses on her career; the later part focuses on romance. The pacing is sometimes as slow as a snail, and sometimes as wild as a runaway horse. Please add my upcoming story next door, A Ridiculous Palace Harem Fanfic, to your favorites. Liu Youyou is a fan who has countless biases and follows half the entertainment industry. Ever since transmigrating into a clichéd comeback novel called The Fake Heiress, Beloved Imperial Consort of the Six Palaces, she's been having the time of her life! The palace is filled with her former idols! The female lead, the imperial consort, is an Oscar-winning actress; The imperial physician is a Berlin Film Festival Best Actor; The guard is a singer who holds concerts all over the world; Even the palace maids are idols she wants to train as singers and dancers; What? She's merely a vicious supporting empress, petty, jealous, arrogant, and without any real power. It doesn't matter. Not one bit. The fan's day in the sun has finally arrived! And so... When the imperial consort gets into trouble and the emperor orders her to be beaten, Liu Youyou throws herself over her, tears in her eyes. "If you have to beat someone, beat me! An idol's actions are the fans' responsibility!" When the emperor bestows a one-of-a-kind tribute upon her, Liu Youyou waves her hand grandly. "Send it to the imperial consort's palace! My precious deserves the best!" When a palace maid and a guard plan to elope, Liu Youyou's tears soak her handkerchief. "Just make sure those paparazzi, I mean guards, don't catch you! Sob, sob." Her series of bizarre antics finally draws the emperor's attention. "Empress, I hear you've been muddling the imperial bloodline and calling people your babies everywhere." He narrows his eyes, filled with menace. Liu Youyou quickly hunches her shoulders and waves her hands in explanation. "Your Majesty, I was just... just treating the people like my own children..." "You want one so badly?" He pulls her into his arms and presses firmly against her waist. "Then I'll grant you one." Blurb posted on September 17, 2020. Screenshot saved. Theme: Make a fortune in ancient times with lipstick.