The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1812 - 1826: Finale (7)

As he was about to reach 100, Ling Yichuan suddenly stretched a feather under his nose!

This tickled so much! Yu Zexiao lost his composure instantly, falling from the peak of his push-up onto Jian Anning, then he immediately turned his head towards Ling Yichuan and let out a big sneeze: "Achoo!"

Afterward, Yu Zexiao quickly got up, "You’re cheating!"

Ling Yichuan smirked, "Cheating? No way! You never said I couldn’t swipe this thing under your nose, did you? Come on, be a man, accept your loss."

"Exactly, if you lose, you have to lose gracefully, or else there are several ladies watching here! If you act like a sore loser, it’ll be quite embarrassing!" Leng Yunlin chimed in promptly.

"Why bother talking to him? Just put the clothes on him, problem solved!" Leng Yunting immediately pulled out the "Princess Dress," "Come on, Xingxing, put it on! It’s made just for you, it’ll fit perfectly!"

"Hey, you guys, don’t take off my clothes! Your wives are watching over there! Stop it! Stop! Don’t unbuckle my belt! This is harassment! Noooo!—"

Beside them, Luo Qingxue was still very happy, "Go on, take it off, we haven’t seen the King’s physique with our own eyes!"

"Exactly, exactly! Did you bring your phone? Quickly take pictures! ’The King shows off his mermaid line,’ ’The King changes into women’s clothes,’ if we sell these, won’t we get rich?" Mu Qingyu’s eyes sparkled as she quickly picked up her phone, "Click click," snapping photos from all angles, covering every perspective without missing a thing.

Soon, Leng Yunting and Leng Yunlin grabbed Yu Zexiao’s hands, Qin Xian pinned his legs down, and Ling Yichuan quickly stripped him of his clothes, pulled off his pants, then put the dress over his head. They had already considered Yu Zexiao’s resistance, so when custom-made, it was specially designed as a pullover dress, without a zipper. Just slip it over his head and pull, and the dress would be on.

With this commotion, Yu Zexiao quickly transformed from a dashing young man to a "charming and attractive" buzz-cut beauty. If they added a wig, put on high heels, and stuck two bowls to his chest, he could easily be mistaken for a woman!

Once the dress was on, Ling Yichuan took out a blonde wavy wig from the box and without a word put it on Yu Zexiao’s head. Because he wasn’t cooperating, the wig was a bit crooked, the scene was so hilarious it instantly had everyone bursting into laughter.

Especially Ling Yichuan, who almost laughed himself to tears. Wearing the wig correctly was beautiful, wearing it wrong was shocking.

Yu Zexiao was almost furious, "Ling Yichuan! You better remember this, if I catch you on your wedding night, you’ll see how I torment you!"

"Go ahead! If you can help me win back Liunian’s heart, I wouldn’t mind dressing up as a woman, heck, I’d even bark like a dog!" Ling Yichuan replied without hesitation, "Come on, Miss Yu, our next activity is—biting apples."

Biting apples, what kind of wedding night prank is that? However, this time, Ling Yichuan spoke first, "Let’s talk about the punishment measures first—if you don’t pass this challenge properly this time, you’ll have to wear makeup! Of course, it’ll be the fiery red lips, the enchanting ’Marilyn Monroe’ look!"