Bai Zhihua made her way downstairs again, elegant and luxurious, with a hint of sensuality. Her long legs were exposed, and she felt like she was losing a few ounces of flesh, desperately trying to cover them with her slit dress.
But how could she cover up? Each step downstairs revealed more than she intended, creating a springtime of overflowing imagery.
However, there were no outsiders here; everyone simply found her dazzling, without seeking to steal glances from different angles.
Wan Ziqian dropped her cucumber in surprise, "This outfit looks so pretty once it's on!"
"Thank you~" Bai Zhihua didn't know what expression an empress would have, and she wasn't good at cosplay, so she just followed her own rhythm.
Qian sensed something was off, and whispered to her uncle, indeed, there was a switch, and now it was the talented Bai Zhihua.
