Feng Xuxu looked at herself in the Bronze Mirror and was very satisfied. Although she usually didn't like to wear high buns, feeling they were too ostentatious, the reflection in the mirror made her feel suddenly more charming, especially with that fiery red lotus flower on her forehead enhancing her appearance.
Seeing that Miss had already finished dressing up, Baihe was still picking out clothes for herself, puckering her lips in consternation. Just then, Mei Lenglei returned. Baihe, as if she had seen a savior, grabbed her: "Sister Mei, which dress do you think looks better on Miss?"
Mei Lenglei looked at the pile of clothes on the bed and picked up an ice blue gown: "This one."
Baihe looked at it and felt it was quite nice, smiling joyfully: "Thank you, Sister Mei."
