"Okay, okay, don't cry anymore. I'll take you to a good place to drink." Hua Yuqiong stretched out her hand and wiped Lan Shao's tears.
"Master, what's the matter when you just called your subordinates in?" Lan Shao wiped his tears and asked Hua Yuqiong.
Hua Yuqiong smiled, "It's nothing, I just want to try wearing women's clothes, but I don't know how to wear them, so I just wanted to ask you."
Seeing that the women's clothes Xin Han sent were beautiful, she wanted to see what she looked like wearing women's clothes, but she looked at the pile of clothes and didn't know where to start.
"Then let me dress my master first. It's cold tonight, so my master wants to try on women's clothing." Lan Shao said with a smile.
The master is so good-looking, he must be very beautiful in women's clothes.
Hua Yuqiong thought so, and nodded in agreement: "That's good. So what do I need to do now?"
Lan Shao saw Hua Yuqiong's bewildered look for the first time, and he laughed again, "Master, just spread your arms and stand still."
"Oh," Hua Yuqiong stood as straight as a bamboo after listening to Lan Shao's words, and then stretched out her arms, "Is that so?"
"right."
Lan Shao nodded, walked to the bed, picked up the dress that Hua Yuqiong threw on the bed, arranged it, walked to Hua Yuqiong with the clothes, and dressed Hua Yuqiong.
Watching Lan Shao skillfully help her put on such a complicated dress, Hua Yuqiong felt a little hopeful.
After Lan Shao helped her put it on, Hua Yuqiong happily looked at her dress and spun it around a few times. A flower bloomed on the aqua blue dress, and the corners of the skirt were embroidered with silver thread.
There was a circle of lifelike butterflies. As the dress turned, the butterflies on the corners of the skirt seemed to come alive, flying among the fluttering clothes.
Lan Shao's stunning gaze fell on Hua Yuqiong, his eyes flickering slightly.
Such a master is more beautiful than those dancers at today's banquet who claim to be immortals.
No, the master is the real immortal descended from heaven, and those dancing girls are far less beautiful than the master.
Hua Yuqiong looked at herself in the mirror and exclaimed: "This dress is really nice, but it's a bit troublesome to wear."
Lan Shao looked at Hua Yuqiong's ink-dyed long hair and said to Hua Yuqiong: "Master, I will comb your hair."
Hua Yuqiong was slightly startled, turned to look at Lan Shao, and said in surprise: "You know this?"
Lan Shao nodded, "I know a little bit."
With that said, Lan Shao asked Hua Yuqiong to sit in front of the bronze mirror, while he picked up the wooden comb, combed Hua Yuqiong's hair, and started doing it.
Xin Han not only gave a dress, but also matching silver hair accessories. Lan Shao used these hair accessories to pull up the upper part of Hua Yuqiong's black hair and make a simple bun.
Hua Yuqiong sat obediently, watching Lan Shao's movements in the bronze mirror, and then her eyes fell on the young man in the aqua blue dress in the mirror.
Facing such a young man's handsome face, she always felt a little uncomfortable...
But the illusion on her body is not something she can solve.
Tsk, one day, she will find the person who gave her the illusion and learn the illusion.
"Master, it's ready."
Lan Shao saw the flower buds on the side, picked one up and put it on Hua Yuqiong's forehead.
I saw in the mirror a lifelike fiery red phoenix between the eyebrows of Hua Yuqiong, spreading its wings. It embellishes the face of Hua Yuqiong, and also makes the painting Yuqiong even more indistinguishable between male and female, making it difficult to tell whether it is from the sky.