Every time Feng Ming went out of the mansion and strolled around town, she would bring her gifts.
Over the past six months, An Xue Tang has long become accustomed to it.
And every time Feng Ming came back, she brought unusual and interesting things – things that He had never seen before.
Feng Ming, still holding An An, walked to the table and nudged it with her chin. “Open it and see,” she said.
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He directly reached out and opened the several delicate boxes on the table.
It’s amazing how clever ancient people were, these boxes are truly exquisite.
After opening it, An Xuetang’s eyes shone even brighter because the contents inside were more exquisite than the box itself.
…are hairpins, as well as some jewelry and hair ornaments. …
But these styles are obviously different from the ones usually sold in the capital.
These styles look more like they are from a foreign land.
When An Xue Tang picked up the hairpin and took a closer look, she heard Feng Ming say, “Haven’t there been many foreign merchants coming to the capital these past six months? Today, my brother saw a merchant from the Western Regions. This was bought from him. What do you think, A Tang? Is it beautiful?”
An Xue Tang nodded generously, “Beautiful, it’s really beautiful.”
In the original world, she was very fond of exotic customs.
After arriving here, she still liked it.
So seeing these things, An Xuetang’s smile couldn’t be concealed.
Not only are there hairpins and ornaments, but also a box filled with exotic-style clothing.
This attire… An Xue Tang didn’t feel at all unfamiliar with it.
If I’m not mistaken, this should be the attire of a princess from the Western Regions.
The outfit seemed to have a certain magic, causing An Xue Tang to unconsciously reach out and take it.
Looking at this outfit, for some reason, she imagined herself wearing it, walking down a street filled with exotic charm, playing around with Fengming.
After abruptly snapping out of the image in her mind, An Xuetang looked up at Feng Ming.
Then she saw Feng Ming’s profound eyes staring at her.
Perhaps knowing An Xue Tang’s doubts, Feng Ming nodded slightly without needing her to voice them, “It is as Ah Tang thinks.”
Feng Ming used her chin to point at the clothes in her hand, “Want to try it on?”
An Xuetang stared thoughtfully at the clothes in her hand. After a moment’s thought, she took Ning’er back to her own bedroom.
Ning’er followed over, worried that perhaps the queen wouldn’t know how to do it. But after following the queen into the room, she hadn’t done anything before seeing the queen move with remarkable decisiveness, ease, and skill.
In a short while, the princesses had put on the Western Regions princess’s garments.
She didn’t need any help from him.
After dressing, An Xue Tang seemed lost in thought, her expression growing somewhat solemn.
She turned and walked step by step to the bronze mirror.
Gazing into the mirror, she pursed her lips and then sat down to start brushing her hair.
This outfit has a corresponding hairstyle, An Xuetang clearly hadn’t done such a complex hairstyle for herself, but for some reason, there seemed to be a voice in her mind constantly guiding her on how to do it.
After she finished combing her hair, Shou’er appeared at the door of her bedroom holding a box of hair ornaments.
After Ning’er brought Shou’er in, An Xuetang didn’t speak. She directly reached into the hair ornament box and took out several things, putting them on her head without any hesitation.
After everything was thoroughly done, Ninger and Shouer looked at their princess, their eyes filled with intense admiration.
Their eyes met, they had always known their queen was beautiful, but they had never imagined she could be this breathtaking in this dress.
This outfit seems to have been tailor-made for the princesses. When they put it on, they were not just beautiful, but breathtakingly so.
They dared to say that no woman in the world could compare to their Queen.
After putting on her hair ornaments, An Xuetang stared intently at her reflection in the bronze mirror.
No one knew what she was thinking, but gradually, her eyes turned red, and a strange sense of sadness arose.
Ning’er and Shou’er were still marveling at their princess’s beauty at this moment, but gradually the two realized that their princess was filled with sadness, her eyes even red-rimmed.
with a look on his/her face as if he/she was about to cry.
Ning’er frowned, taking a step forward and bending over, “My Lady, what’s wrong? Is there something amiss with this dress or the hair ornaments?”
Hearing Ning’er’s voice, An Xue Tang came back to her senses.
She shook her head slightly, shifting her gaze from the bronze mirror. “Nothing amiss, this outfit fits perfectly and feels strangely comfortable to wear.”
As you all know, I used to dislike wearing any hair accessories. Now that I have these on, I don’t feel uncomfortable at all.
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but looking into the copper mirror, I actually feel…this is the real me.”
Ning’er and Shou’er looked at each other, both unsure how to respond.
Such a princess was indeed beautiful, but they could also sense a strange melancholy emanating from her.
An Xue Tang then smoothed her clothes and suddenly smiled, spinning in place. “How is it? Do I look good?”
Ning’er and Shour both nodded without hesitation, saying in unison, “Beautiful.”
An Xuetang curled her lips into a smile. “Come, let elder brother have a good look. Perhaps… he’s been waiting for me to put on this outfit for a long time.”
“?!” Shuer and Ning’er actually didn’t quite understand what their princess meant.
But he didn’t say anything more, just silently followed An Xue Tang into the next room.
Hearing the noise, Feng Ming looked up towards the door.
When An Xue Tang walked towards him in this attire, step by step, Feng Ming’s eyes instantly turned red.
Who was usually stoic, had tears glistening in his eyes at this moment.
The scene before him now overlapped with many, many years ago. It seemed like the sister from his memory was slowly walking toward him.
An Xuetang naturally noticed Fengming’s strangeness, and as she had thought, her past life with Fengming was indeed related to the Western Regions.
Feng Ming’s gaze seemed to be piercing through her, looking at the other person.
Approaching Feng Ming, she saw the tears in his eyes. An Xue Tang curled her lips into a smile, reaching out to take An An from his arms and hand him over to Ning Er standing beside them.
Feng Ming’s eyes were fixed on An Xue Tang, as if they couldn’t be moved away.
Han Yun was at a loss. He had known Feng Ming for a long time, and he had never seen such…complex emotions on him before.
What on earth is going on?
Feng Ming stared straight at An Xue Tang, his hand that had been hanging by his side suddenly lifting.
Just as his hand was about to touch An Xue Tang’s cheek, Mo Yun Jing suddenly appeared, pulling An Xue Tang back with one arm, causing Feng Ming’s hand to strike empty.