Pharaoh's Cat Addiction

Chapter 32

The next day, while they were still on the boat, Hesse said they would arrive in Lower Egypt in the evening.

However, starting from the morning, Jofar, as the pharaoh, had to take a bath and cleanse, put on heavy and gorgeous clothes, and rest and make up under the service of his maids.

In ancient Egypt, everyone from common people to nobles, from women to men, loved makeup.

Eyeliner, eye shadow, eyebrows, as well as scented creams, perfume balms...

As high priests, Hesse and Nephes outline long and narrow eyeliner every day. Malachite green or slightly darker eye shadow is evenly applied and extends to the end of the eyebrows.

The beard and eyebrows are more regulated and need to be trimmed. The robes are usually white, washed clean and straight, and scented with a pleasant but not pungent fragrance.

Every time he passed by, Bess couldn't help but sniff it carefully with the tip of his nose.

In Egypt, civilians still needed cumbersome morning makeup, let alone nobles.

Whenever there are important places and events, rows of beautiful and skillful maids will spend an afternoon on a nobleman, creating perfect makeup and style for the nobleman.

Even the type of perfume must be selected based on the age, preference, and service color of the noble.

It can be said that in the splendid civilization of ancient Egypt that has been passed down for thousands of years, in addition to shining points such as astronomy, medicine, mathematics, law and architecture, etc., there are also enough excellent and beautiful talents.

Not only advocating force, but also pursuing meticulous life.

Even if you are a tough guy on the battlefield, you might as well put on some incense and draw your eyebrows after get off work...

Of course, there are also those who don’t like makeup, and those who absolutely hate it but have to wear it.

For example, Jofar.

Bess yawned lazily, watching the maids raise their hands in fear and trepidation, trying to restrain himself from trembling, so as not to draw a line of eyeliner that flew into the sky on the handsome face of the pharaoh with a dark face and cold eyes.

He is very dedicated, but his dedication is not level 3 armor and cannot stop the murderous intent spreading everywhere.

Soon, a maid was shocked when Jofar rolled her eyes and accidentally glanced at her! A large wave full of ocean style shook out from Yofal's eyelids.

Jofar: "..."

The handsome face was almost as dark as Bess's coat. The maid's face was white and she was about to kneel down with tears in her eyes. Jofar frowned and waved his hand impatiently, "Continue."

"Thank you for your kindness, thank you for your kindness!"

The maid who thought she was dead quickly wiped away her tears, picked up the small brush, and continued to work tremblingly.

After the dark Uncle Meow finished yawning, he looked at Jofar's stinky face and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This caused Jofal to look at him slightly, his eyebrows raised.

"Best."

"Meow~" What are you doing?

His eyes were cold and sharp, and Uncle Meow lay slumped on the cushion, waving the tip of his tail leisurely, not afraid of him at all.