This sentence made Liniang feel relieved and sighed, "Indeed, I believe you can take care of yourself."
Although Liniang only practiced martial arts with He Lanxiao for three years when she was young, she knew that her junior sister had been extremely talented in martial arts since she was a child. If something like that hadn't happened that year...
Perhaps, she had long been the crown princess of Feng Kingdom and now the queen.
Things are different now. The person in power now is Feng Ruohen, and the throne of imperial power has long been in vain.
She was just glad that Qin'er didn't marry Feng Yao, but she didn't expect that this girl would come anyway!
Qin'er smiled mischievously, "Although the rumors about Prince Nusha are scary, it's not a big deal, I just run away." The green hills are still there, so there is no need to worry about running out of firewood.
I'm afraid she doesn't know how to run!
Liniang pinched her junior sister's face with both love and hate, "You are the most ghostly! Get up and see how I dress you up so brightly and attractively!"
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The woman in front of the mirror is so beautiful that it takes your breath away.
The large bronze mirror placed on the ground accommodated her entire body.
She saw herself surrounded by rose-red flames, the texture of her skin was incredibly soft, and the silk satin perfectly presented her exquisite and convex figure.
That kind of red is between purple and bright red, and changes in various gorgeous colors depending on the lighting.
Rolled gold trim, gold thread embroidered with golden butterflies on the edges of the skirt and sleeves.
As long as she took two light steps, the butterflies with different postures would dance along with her, as vividly as if they would fly out from under her skirt at any time.
Her jet-black hair was simply pulled into a flowing bun, and a set of golden hair accessories shone on her head.
The dazzling gold and gorgeous red dress Helan Qin'er up as a Nirvana fire phoenix.
Liniang also decorated the center of her eyebrows with extremely evil red roses.
"This is a mark made by my own hands." The female clan family in Fengdu has specialized in weaving brocade clothes for the royal family for generations, and now only Liniang is left to support it.
It would be considered an honor for a girl from the royal family to be dressed up by her when she gets married.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Helan Qin'er felt a little strange and a little funny.
She knows that beauty, if taken to the extreme, can also be a weapon, and she has always known how to make good use of beauty.
However, despite all her efforts, she still had to use the most tacky methods to achieve her goal.