"I'm so jealous." Shang Wu wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.
Fairy Han opened her claws, stood up, took several deep breaths, and then looked at her with a slightly angry look.
To be honest, Shang Wu is right.
Shang Wu is tall and strong. Compared with ordinary women, she has broad shoulders and a round waist, similar to the plump beauty of the Tang Dynasty.
Ying Bing was about the same height as her, but she was tall and slender, with a figure as graceful as a willow in the wind. Coupled with her cold appearance, she was the perfect image of nobleness like a god, and quiet beauty like an immortal.
So in terms of broad-mindedness, Shang Wu is better.
But the visual effect is not like that...
"Don't do this next time." Ying Bing's face was icy and he tried to calm down the strange feeling just now.
"Okay, it's just a joke."
Shang Wu rubbed her hands. She was obviously old, but she seemed to be getting away with it:
"I'm just curious. You're in such good shape, I wonder if you can still wear that dress."
"What clothes?" Ying Bing's eyes were subconsciously alert.
Mr. Li is a vulgar man, so how good can Shang Wu be?
But this time she was thinking in the wrong direction. Shang Wu took out a gorgeous bird skirt from the Sumeru object.
"Isn't it beautiful? This is a gift for you. You will definitely look good in it."
Shang Wu took out the wine gourd, took two sips, and said with squinted eyes.
"The material of this dress is extraordinary. I won't be on stage at the event, so I won't be able to use it."
Ying Bing gently rubbed the cuffs of the skirt. The material looked like silk, but it felt like fine feathers to the touch.
And there are not just one kind, but hundreds and thousands of kinds.
She knew each one more or less. They were from hundreds of rare birds, and they were the fine feathers under their wings. Most of these species are now extinct in the nine heavens and ten earths.
It would be impossible to make a second copy of this dress.
She shook her head and pushed her skirt back up.
"I can't wear it after I become an adult. If you don't want it, maybe one day I'll exchange it for some wine when I feel like it."
Seeing Ying Bing lowering his eyes in deep thought, Shang Wu put his hands on his waist and tried to persuade him:
"Hehe, and those little girls dressed up with great care, hoping that Xiao Mo would take a few more glances. He is so curious, aren't you afraid that he will be dazzled by the flowers?"
"Thanks."
Ying Bing was stunned, the hesitation on his face disappeared, and he lowered his eyes and took it.
The earnest thanks were still ringing in her ears, but Shang Wu was already the first to lose her pretense:
"We're a family, why should I thank you? Just consider it as a betrothal gift."
"repair?"
"Oh, you haven't gotten married yet? Yes, yes, I've been looking at too many picture albums recently...you should try it soon." Shang Wu patted the back of his head.
Fairy Han was concentrating on admiring the dress, so she could pretend that she only heard the second half of the sentence.
The Hundred Birds Skirt is similar to the Horse Face Skirt, but is more exquisite and eye-catching, and slightly shorter in shape.
When this skirt was made, the bronze sacred tree still stood between heaven and earth. Hundreds of birds roosted on it. It breathed with heaven and earth, and controlled the flow of all things.
Therefore, it truly gathers the essence of heaven and earth and the spiritual charm of all things, and it still cannot be erased after so many years.
Ying Bing is 1.76 meters tall and will be 18 soon, which is the same age as the owner of the dress when she got it.
After she changed, she walked out from behind the screen and stood in the sunlight. There were hazy halos floating on her skirt. The skirt was a little short, a little shorter for her, so that her fair and slender legs were only covered a little above the knees. The jade hairpin was inserted in her black hair, just right.
This was a little accident.
However, the crescent moon is the most beautiful, which adds a harmonious touch of agility to the pure and detached beauty of Fairy Han.
Oh, yes.
The legs under the skirt are still wearing pearly white silk... Whose life are they trying to kill?
This is how the word "Xianlingqi" came from...
However, she, who was usually calm, was unusually nervous.
"Is it appropriate?"
"Look straight and look to the side, in the shadows of the sun, everyone is the same color, like a hundred birds..." Shang Wu murmured.
“That’s very well said.”
"That's not what I said."
Shang Wu's seriousness only lasted for a few sentences, and suddenly the corners of her mouth curled up: "Don't even mention Li Mo, I can't stand it, he must be blinded by ghosts and his nose is bleeding all over the floor, right? Xiao Bing'er, come on, let me see again!"
She didn't have a proper sneak attack.
But Ying Bing was prepared this time. He dodged it with a slight movement and went out of the room.
I don't know whether he wanted to avoid Shang Wu's clutches or wanted to see some childish and ghostly look.
Shang Wu lowered her eyes and looked down.
Sunlight poured through the hollow gaps in Wanchun Pavilion, and dust halos floated in the rays of light, illuminating the criss-crossing staircases with a mixture of light and dark.
The girl, who looked like a fairy, lifted her skirt and walked down the stairs.
As she passed through rays of light, the smile on her beautiful face became clearer and clearer, like the most beautiful woman in the world blooming in the wind and light.
“Tons, tons, tons….”
Shang Wu took a sip of wine, and his heartless look was long gone, and his narrowed almond-shaped eyes were even dazed.
Late Shang Dynasty.
The most beloved jewel in the crown of the Shang Emperor, she had a playful and naughty personality. She looked down upon the spirits of all animals and even dared to pluck feathers from rare and divine birds.
Everyone said that she was spoiled because of her favor and had no respect for God.
But the Shang Emperor not only did not punish her, he also offered sacrifices to the heavens. After obtaining the consent of the heavens, he used the feathers of hundreds of birds to weave a skirt for her as a coming-of-age ceremony.
Named 'Bai Yu Dan Zhao'.
When the dress was ready, she ran proudly and excitedly across the corridor of the imperial court and threw herself into her father's arms.
What did the emperor say at that time?
"I want to show the ministers what kind of divine bird can compare to the elegance and grace of my daughter."
"Walk!"
The proud and joyful voice is still ringing in my ears.
Shang Wu was stunned. Isn't this voice wrong?
She ran to the window, but saw that classmate Xiao Li was very protective of the food and pulled Han Xianzi into the car, not allowing others to watch.
Then he waved his hand and told everyone to set off, and the convoy was already moving.
"Oi, you heartless brat, I haven't even gotten in the car yet!"
In the carriage.
Student Li didn't hear the call anyway. He was completely oblivious to what was happening outside the window and was only focused on looking at the ice ball.
He forgot to even breathe, how do you expect him to remember anything else?
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PS: Please charge the electronic material porcelain (weak)
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