478: Wife fans everywhere

The next afternoon, Zhulong chose a smoky purple shimmering silk dress. The hem was embroidered with layered epiphyllum patterns in silver thread; with every movement, it shimmered with light, as if he were wearing the entire starry sky.

His long hair was loosely pinned with a long purple jade hairpin, with a few stray strands falling over his shoulders. His makeup was three times more refined than usual, with a touch of pale gold shimmer swept across the outer corners of his eyes, and a bean-paste red lip color that made his skin look luminously pale.

He sat before the Mystic Ice Mirror and adjusted the angle of the livestreaming equipment.

The jade panel lit up; there were five minutes left until the broadcast started. A small red dot was marked next to the private message box, with the number "3273."

It was quite a bit more than yesterday.

Zhulong glanced at it but didn't open it. It was nothing more than the fans' rainbow farts.

As the countdown hit zero, he tapped his fingertip and started the livestream.

"Candle Shadow Shaking Red" is now live... The number of viewers online shot up: 10,000, 40,000, 80,000... Bullet comments instantly flooded the screen:

"Who understands? Wife is so beautiful today I'm speechless. GOAT!"

"Is that purple dress new? Help, her visual is the absolute ceiling."

"The eye makeup is perfection. The 3,000th wife here begging for a tutorial, begging for a tutorial."

"Just got paid, sending a spaceship right now. Hugs to wife!"

"Student fan here waiting for budget alternatives, big sister streamer, please look at us children."

Zhulong caught sight of the word "wife" and the flooding rainbow farts. A trace of a smile rippled in his eyes, and his cool voice, slightly adjusted by magic, took on a bit of soft, lazy warmth: "Good afternoon, babies~"

"Thank you for the spaceship, little cutie 'Su Qijiu,' that was too generous. To my student babies, don't worry, I'll be sharing some budget alternative ideas later~"

"The dress arrived a few days ago. It's shimmering silk with embroidered epiphyllums." He turned halfway to show off the hem and winked at the camera.

"I really like the vibe of this 'Ephemeral Splendor.' Do you wives think it looks good? If you do, type 1."

The bullet comments frantically typed "111111":

"So beautiful I could die. Wife's aesthetic is amazing, truly top-tier."

"Who understands? Seeing wife in a purple dress gives me a total brain orgasm."

"Screenshotted for my wallpaper. Requesting the link for the dress. Wife, please pick me!"

"Wife's waist, help, are these proportions even real? She's slaying!"

Zhulong smiled and replied to a pinned comment: "Thank you for the compliment, wife 'Stars Falling Into My Arms'~ There's no link for now as the fabric was custom-made, but I found a budget version with a similar cut. I'll post it in the comments section later."

He adjusted his sitting posture and said relaxedly, "I'll be streaming for three hours today. First we'll chat, then I'll try on some new lip rouges, and finally I'll sing. In the middle, I'll also pick three wives to receive samples of the same lip mask. Is that okay, wives?"

The bullet comments responded in unison:

"Yes!"

"Wife is the ceiling when it comes to doting on fans."

"Waiting for the giveaway and the lip rouge swatches. I want to see wife wear true red."

"I want wife to sing 'Fleeting Life Never Ceases,' please pick me."

Zhulong smiled and answered the fashion questions from the comments: "The earrings are white magnolia. I wore them once in a previous stream, I didn't expect you wives to remember. A little cutie just requested 'Fleeting Life Never Ceases,' right? Noted, I'll arrange it for the singing segment!"

His tone was neither fast nor slow, carrying a hint of light teasing, perfectly capturing the balance of being "intimate yet distant."

After chatting for half an hour, he picked up a black lacquer mother-of-pearl makeup box from beside him: "Let's try the new lip rouges. Wives, get ready to screenshot~ First, a reminder that the giveaway rules are simple: just type 'Wife is the most beautiful' in the comments to enter. The winners will be announced after I finish singing."

The makeup box was opened, revealing over a dozen lip rouges neatly arranged, their cases gleaming under the light.

The bullet comments instantly exploded:

"Wow, look at that lip rouge lineup. Wife is way too rich!"

"The third one with the diamond-encrusted case is so sparkly. What shade is it? Wife, put it on quickly."

"The matte one on the far edge, please try it, please try it, wife, listen to me."

"Wife is the most beautiful! Waiting for the lip mask sample."

"This is legendary. Is wife's makeup box Doraemon's pocket?"

Zhulong twisted open the diamond-cased lip rouge, revealing a warm-toned tomato red paste: "This one is called 'Sunset Afterglow.' It's a moisturizing type; the color payoff is good, but it's not long-lasting. It will leave marks on your cup when you drink milk tea."

He applied it to his lips facing the camera with practiced ease, outlining the lip line and then pursing his lips to even out the color: "It's perfectly fine for daily outings, it brightens the complexion. It's also suitable for my student wives for commuting, but I wouldn't recommend it for long-wear makeup. Make sure to remember that, wives!"

After wiping it off, he picked up the next one: "Next is 'Dark Night Rose,' a matte purple tone. Wives, guess what it'll look like? Type 2 if you think you can pull it off."

After applying it, his aura shifted abruptly; a layer of unattainable distance was added to his soft warmth.

"The matte texture means the color payoff and longevity are both top-notch, but it's on the drier side. Wives with dry lips must apply lip balm first." He slightly opened his mouth to show the details. "Listen to me, use a base first, otherwise it'll peel easily. Look, doesn't it instantly make the skin look cold and fair?"

The bullet comments went wild:

"Help, purple lipstick is legendary. Wife's visuals are attacking me."

"That shade is so hard to pull off, but wife should just weld it to her lips!"

"Already ordered. Even if I look like I've been poisoned after applying it, I'll take it. Who cares, it's the same as wife's."

"2! Wife can pull off anything she wears."

"Wife's lips are just too beautiful. Requesting the lip mask recipe; my lips are peeling all year round, I'm crying."

Zhulong caught sight of the comments, and the smile on his face deepened: "Thank you for the rainbow farts, wives. This shade indeed deserves to be worn by your wife."

"Wives with peeling lips, don't worry. I'll share the lip mask recipe right now. The ingredients are easy to buy, and even students can afford them."

He took out a small jar and unscrewed it. "I mixed this myself. Beeswax, rosehip oil, and a little bit of Vitamin E. The ratio is 1:3:0.5. Babies, make sure to write this down."

"Apply a thick layer before bed, and you'll see results the next day. If you're in a hurry, apply it for ten minutes and then wipe it off with a hot towel." He scooped a bit and applied it to the back of his hand.

"It's moisturizing but not greasy. You can all try it. It's not hard to make; even my clumsy babies can manage it."

The bullet comments immediately flooded the screen:

"Please sell it, wife, I'll buy it all."

"Noted the ratio. Thank you, wife. This clumsy one is going for it."

"Wife, please release a skincare tutorial. I don't trust the products on the market."

"Wife dotes on her fans too much. Following her was definitely worth it."

"Wife is the most beautiful! When will the giveaway start?"

"I can share the recipe, but you have to get the ratio right." Zhulong explained the steps with a smile, his tone like he was teaching friends. "If the ratio of beeswax and rosehip oil is wrong, it'll either be too hard or too greasy. Wives, try it out a few times when you make it."

"The giveaway is coming soon, right after I finish singing. Besides 'Fleeting Life Never Ceases' which we already decided on, wives, pick another song you want to hear."

The fans immediately began frantically typing song names: 'Yearning,' 'Guanghan Palace,' 'The Puppet Play'... all sorts of ancient-style tracks mixed with pop songs flew across the screen.

Zhulong smiled as he stared at the screen, his fingertip virtually scrolling through those song names: "'Fleeting Life Never Ceases' is noted, 'Guanghan Palace' is also very popular... Hmm? 'ode to the red cliffs'?"

His gaze paused for half a second on a certain bullet comment.

That comment was very simple, just four words: "ode to the red cliffs." The ID was a string of system-generated numbers, and the avatar was blank; it looked just like a newly registered alt account.