The waiter greeted respectfully, "Silver Mask King."
Xuan Ying walked down, followed by Feng Lingxue.
Feng Lingxue had changed out of her maid uniform and was wearing a black coat. She knew that her beauty would attract trouble, so she tried to keep a low profile.
But the black coat cinched her waist and she wore a white turtleneck inside. She was wearing a classic black and white checkered dress, revealing her legs. Her hair was tied up in a low ponytail and a few strands of hair fell by her cheeks. She was breathtakingly beautiful.
Feng Lingxue, who came from Ah Jiao's Room, had a strong sense of fashion and good taste. She knew how to bring out a woman's beauty.
Even though she tried to keep a low profile, she was still like a blooming rose, making it hard for people to take their eyes off her.
The waiter was mesmerized, he had never seen such a beautiful woman before and his gaze landed on Feng Lingxue.
When Xuan Ying saw this, his handsome face was instantly covered with a layer of frost.
Feng Lingxue also sensed that something was amiss. Before the man flared up, she quickly went forward to hold his arm. "Let's go in."
Xuan Ying glanced at the waiter and brought Feng Lingxue into the Jadeite Hall.
As they walked along the corridor, he glanced sideways at Feng Lingxue's beautiful face. "Stay away from those men, don't make me angry, hm?"
Feng Lingxue nodded. "Got it."
Reaching out, Xuan Ying held onto her waist, squeezing it.
Now that they were in a better relationship, Feng Lingxue didn't want to anger him because of these irrelevant people. She softened her body and hugged his muscular arm tightly, looking at him with her cold, seductive eyes.
She was trying to please him.
Xuan Ying's Adam's apple bobbed. Her seductive look made his blood boil.
This little vixen!
He wanted to move, but at this moment, he heard a gentle voice. "Miss Feng, it's been a long time."
Xuan Ying lifted his eyes, it was Tang Mo 'er.
There was another person beside Tang Mo 'er, Jun Xiqing.
Tang Mo 'er had brought Jun Xiqing to the Jadeite Hall as well, but Jun Xiqing had disguised herself as a man.
With Jun Xiqing's beauty, she couldn't reveal her true appearance. She was afraid that it would cause those men to fight over her.
Feng Lingxue's eyes lit up when she saw Tang Mo 'er and Jun Xiqing. She didn't have any friends, these two were her only friends.
"Silver Mask King, can I borrow some of Miss Feng's time? I'm buying some clothes and would like Miss Feng to take a look," Tang Mo 'er said.
"Do you want to go?" Xuan Ying lowered his eyes to look at Feng Lingxue.
Feng Lingxue nodded. "Mm."
"Go." Xuan Ying let go of her.
…
The Jadeite Hall was huge, it was like a fashionable palace in Country A. Lu Yeming brought Ye Ruge and Ah Xiao to the Royal Palace.
Tang Mo 'er, Jun Xiqing and Feng Lingxue strolled around outside. Tang Mo' er said awkwardly, "Yeming is getting married in half a month's time. Dad and Mom aren't around anymore, I'm Yeming's only family. I have to dress more formally for the wedding so that I won't embarrass Yeming, but I don't know what I should wear."
Jun Xiqing smiled. "Elder Sister Mo 'er, of course you won't be able to wear it. Once you wear it, you'll definitely outshine the two brides."
Tang Mo 'er rapped Jun Xiqing's head upon hearing that. "Qingqing, you're still teasing me? I'm old, the world belongs to you youngsters now. "
Jun Xiqing lunged forward and hugged Tang Mo 'er's waist, giggling. "I'm not old."
Tang Mo 'er laughed. She really liked Qingqing. If Yeming could marry Qingqing, she would be able to die in peace.
But she was just a bystander when it came to matters of the heart.
"Elder Sister Mo 'er, what do you think of this?"
Tang Mo 'er and Jun Xiqing lifted their eyes to look. Feng Lingxue had picked out a long dress. It was a black lace neckline dress that trailed along the ground.
"Wow, this one looks really good. Elder Sister Mo 'er, hurry up and try it on," Jun Xiqing said in agreement.
Tang Mo 'er also felt that Feng Lingxue had a unique taste. "Okay, I'll try it on."
…
Five minutes later, Tang Mo 'er came out of the fitting room.
The black neckpiece exposed her two small and smooth shoulders. A few strands of hair were tucked behind her ears, making her soft and soft little face look exquisite and moving.
"Wow," Jun Xiqing exclaimed. "Elder Sister Mo 'er, you're so beautiful. Lingxue, you have such good taste."
Feng Lingxue shook her head. "No …"
"What's wrong, Lingxue? Is there something wrong with it?" Tang Mo 'er spun around.
Feng Lingxue walked in front and tore off Tang Mo 'er's skirt that was left on the ground with a hiss.
She walked behind Tang Mo 'er and tightened her waistline, changing the pleated skirt into a fishtail skirt that covered her buttocks.
The black neckpiece accentuated Tang Mo 'er's smooth shoulders and slender arms perfectly. The top part of the neckpiece resembled a cloak, while the bottom part of the neckpiece became a fishtail skirt. Tang Mo' er was like a porcelain vase, her breasts curved down to her bottom, forming a perfect'S 'shape. Her stomach was flat and her legs were long and slender. The skirt that was originally dragging on the ground was torn to the side of her heels, and with every step she took, her crystal stilettos were faintly discernible.
"Oh my god." Jun Xiqing was stunned. "Lingxue, you have such a strong sense of design. Have you studied fashion design before?"
Tang Mo 'er looked at herself in the mirror. As the groom's elder sister, she couldn't dress too beautifully or casually.
Now, this black gown made her look exquisite, elegant, and feminine. It could be said to be perfect.
Feng Lingxue curved her red lips slightly. "I was sold to Ah Jiao's Room at a young age, so I didn't have the chance to study fashion design."
But she had lived in Ah Jiao's Room since she was young. The women there spent all their time thinking about how to please men. They had seen too many beauties, so they naturally had a keen sense of fashion.
The clothes that Feng Lingxue touched could perfectly accentuate a woman's unique beauty.
"Lingxue." Tang Mo 'er held Feng Lingxue's hand. "It's okay if you didn't learn it before. You can try from now on. Trust me, you will definitely become an outstanding fashion designer in the future."
Jun Xiqing quickly added her hand to the dress. "Lingxue, I don't care. If you succeed in the future, you will have to take care of Sister Mo 'er's and my clothes for free!"
Looking at Tang Mo 'er and Jun Xiqing's sparkling eyes, Feng Lingxue's eyes teared up. She nodded vigorously. "Mm!"
They didn't know that in the near future, their words would come true.
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