When I hurried back to the Moon-hugging Pavilion, Ying Chun helped me change my clothes. The golden silk was embroidered with hundreds of birds and phoenixes. The sleeves and hem of the dress were decorated with elegant patterns. The flower-shaped pearl-embroidered button was faintly visible and charming. Because of the wound on the head, her hair was simply coiled up, paired with golden peony ornaments. The plum blossom pendant on her neck was exquisite and lovely, and a bracelet was placed in her hand.
"Oh, look at me in the mirror, and I think of the word, a nouveau riche!"
"Master, you are so beautiful." Ying Chun looked at me, who was neatly dressed, and couldn't help but praise me.
"Isn't this good? You're going to give me Oscar statuettes to all of you!"
"Ying Chun, help me wrap
