The queen concubine please

Chapter 39 Clothes: She Can't Wear Layers of Red Yarn
Seeing his back going away, Ling Feishuang still breathed a sigh of relief. This man who is always unruly is actually very difficult to deal with. He has long been said to be a fox, and he is good at disguising.

Especially his smile is his best weapon, it has been practiced so well that people can't tell the truth from the fake.

Not long after, Liu Liu brought a stack of clothes, which turned out to be bright red gauze skirts, which were spread on the bed layer by layer, and there were a lot of headgear in the box next to it.

Ling Feishuang walked over, and immediately frowned, because, all of a sudden, she could think of him wearing red clothes, but now he changed the color, but he prepared such a suit for her.

The cumbersome and cumbersome red gauze skirt that dragged to the ground was not only inconvenient for her to move, but also made her whole body troubled. She Ling Feishuang traveled all over the world, and she faced this layer of clothes without wearing any clothes. Hongsha began to have trouble.

"Miss, this dress is really beautiful." Liu Liu said enviously from the side.

Ling Feishuang turned her head and glanced at her, without even touching the dress, she asked, "Are there any simpler clothes?"

"Ah? Miss doesn't like this one? This is the prince's own order, and the servants must help the lady change it." Liu Liu was surprised, and said in a low voice.

Ling Feishuang frowned, seeing her embarrassment, sighed and said: "Please help me, I don't know how to wear it."

She could only tell the truth, and didn't care about Liu Liu's more surprised eyes, anyway, from this moment on, she no longer had to be Ouyang Qingqing, she was Ling Feishuang.

Putting on the red dress layer by layer, her brows were also furrowed even tighter. This kind of appearance was either like getting married, or it reminded her of the brothel girl on TV, and she felt disgusted.

When Liu Liu wanted to comb her hair again, she refused, and swiftly took a pink handkerchief and tied her hair into a ponytail, which was several times longer than her modern hair, which didn't feel very neat.

If she didn't think it took too long to change clothes, she really wanted to cut off more than half of her hair.

Although the woman who appeared in the mirror was charmingly dressed, her casual hairstyle and indifferent face gave people a cold and weird aura.

(End of this chapter)