Chuzheng, under the careful and meticulous care of Lv Zhu, washed and dressed.
Her original appearance was that of a youth with a gentle demeanor like water; now bolstered by Chuzheng's icy facade, it gave others the impression that she was feigning coldness.
This face...
Chuzheng and the person in the bronze mirror stared wide-eyed at each other.
It truly marred her image of noble aloofness.
How could she look like this!
Chuzheng rummaged through the items on the table and removed some of the excessive hair ornaments, selecting a single hairpin to wear instead.
The simple hairstyle restored a bit of her air of distant coldness.
[Main Quest: Please spend fifty taels of silver within two hours.]
Slap!
The young lady suddenly slapped her palm on the dressing table, causing the bronze mirror to shake.
That... that really hurts!!!
"Miss..." Lv Zhu stood frozen in place, her eyes brimming with cautious concern.