Zheng Congyuan had changed into a set of ink-colored satin robes, the inner layer revealing silver openwork flower-patterned borders and a jade belt at the waist. The dark clothes added an extra touch of cold handsomeness to the man before her eyes.
Qi Zhu laughed merrily, accompanying her with care.
"The Commandery Princess is really beautiful today."
"When is our Commandery Princess not beautiful!" Nian Xia retorted, only to get a withering look from Fu Dong—why argue over such a thing.
Zheng Nianru was also very happy, the craftsmanship of the Embroidery Girls had improved considerably, and after much difficulty, they had obtained a piece of rosy clouds gauze. The colors that shone like a rainbow spread out, the seven colors blending together, neutralizing the brightness while being distinct from everything else.
