The little sweet concubine of Emperor Zun's family

Chapter 2310 Flowing Immortal Flying Cloud Skirt

Soon, Leng Lan put on the hairpin and Bu Yao, looked at the beautiful Leng Roufang in the mirror and said, "Master, it's done", then stood aside and let her see.

The hair is tied into a unique and elegant flying cloud bun, decorated with step shakes and hairpins, like a fairy descending from the earth, not eating fireworks in the world.

There are two short and shallow earrings hanging on the shiny earlobes, which make the ears look more delicate and small.

Leng Roufang looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, stretched out her hand, and stroked her skin gently, "My face is still the most beautiful, what do you think, Xiao Lan?"

Leng Lan smiled slightly, and said sincerely and respectfully, "Master's appearance is unparalleled, naturally the most beautiful."

Hearing the praise, Leng Roufang covered her lips and smiled delicately, "Only Xiaolan has the sweetest mouth, you know how to praise me".

"What this subordinate said is true. For so many years, this subordinate has never seen a woman who is more beautiful than my master." When she said this, a face appeared in Leng Lan's mind.

That person didn't wear makeup, with an indifferent face, a pair of bright and sharp pupils, the corners of her lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and her unruly personality. It was hard to forget her face after just seeing her twice.

But Leng Lan concealed it very well, Leng Roufang didn't notice anything unusual about her, because she happened to paint her own eyebrows and blocked Leng Lan's face from the mirror.

"Bring me my Liuxian Flying Cloud Dress" After finishing her eyebrows, she dabbed some red rouge on her cheeks and lips, and said with a smile.

Looking at her elegant and charming self in the mirror without blinking her eyes, after so many years, she knows how to show her most beautiful self.

Every frown, smile, and every move, she can do her best, and even this temperament, with the precipitation of time, has become more intense and full of noble atmosphere.

Hearing Leng Roufang's words, Leng Lan paused, then understood what she meant, walked to the closet beside the bed, opened the innermost layer, and took out a long white dress.

The skirt is white, but it is not monotonous white. There are some goose yellow patterns, flowers, and various clouds and fairy grass embroidered on it.

In the eyes of people, it looks like a pure white cloud, soft, warm and elegant, as if there is a faint light and fairy spirit lingering on it.

This is the Liuxian Feiyun Skirt. Wearing it on the body, it can adjust the most exquisite side according to the curve of the person, increasing the charm and temperament of the person.

Leng Roufang, who was wearing the flowing fairy flying cloud skirt, was suspected to be a fairy from the sky. She was as beautiful as a picture, as clear as a fairy, and the skirt just completely covered the feet. There was no extra skirt, and she looked clean and neat.

Following Leng Roufang's steps, the skirt that wraps her, because of the light movement of lotus steps, is like a cloud carrying her around.

It seems to give people a kind of lotus growing every step of the way, full of immortality between raising hands and feet.

"Master, you are so beautiful," Leng Lan couldn't help but said infatuatedly, looking at Leng Roufang who was wearing the Liuxian Feiyun skirt, and was even more beautiful.

It is said that Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes. The Leng Roufang dressed up in this skirt is really not as beautiful as ordinary people.

Seeing Leng Lan's exaggerated and sincere appearance, Leng Roufang felt extremely proud in her heart, to be able to get the same woman to praise her, it was so beautiful that she couldn't be jealous.

She didn't know that Leng Lan was still admiring Xue Luoyue's beautiful face just now, and only Leng Roufang had been ignoring Xue Luoyue's appearance, after all, she felt that she was not weak.

"It doesn't sound very nice to be called master, why don't you call me young lady in the future, and call me master when you go out, so it's more appropriate." Leng Roufang, who was aroused by the girl's heart, now doesn't want to hear the word master.

(End of this chapter)