As night fell, a bonfire party began throughout the city. Everyone changed into new clothes, and the streets and alleys, as well as the high-rise buildings and courtyards, were brightly lit.
They celebrated their survival and gave thanks to the heroes who saved them.
Mulan's wounds began to heal after resting for half a day. With nothing to do, she felt a little bored in her room. Looking at the lights illuminating the night sky outside the window, she became curious.
Just as she was about to go out and find out what was going on, Mo Li pushed open the door and walked in. He was carrying a package, the contents of which were unknown, and his brand-new white clothes made him look even more charming.
"Mulan, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting," Mo Li said with a smile.
Mulan glared at him and said irritably, "Dressed so conspicuously, whose young lady are you trying to seduce?"
Mo Li smiled slightly and said, "Of course it's my beautiful Mulan!"
"Hmph, I'm not one of yours!" Mulan rolled her eyes and sat down to the side.
Mo Li chuckled, opened the package, and said excitedly, "Mulan, do you know? I've always looked forward to seeing you wearing this dress one day..."
Upon hearing this, Mulan followed his gaze and saw that the pink dance skirt was blooming with countless flowers, as if they were alive and full of vitality, and naturally carrying a fragrance, so beautiful that it was intoxicating!
"This, this is..." Mulan stared in astonishment at the pink dance dress that looked somewhat familiar to her.
Mo Li smiled slightly, "Put it on!"
Hua Mulan nodded happily. How many years had it been since she had worn a long dress? If it weren't for her monthly period, she would have even forgotten that she was a girl!
Hua Mulan looked at Mo Li and felt a pang of sadness for some reason.
Mo Li stepped out of the room, filled with anticipation and longing for the true form of Hua Mulan! For a moment, he recalled the first time he met Hua Baixian…
Her worried gaze, her radiant smile, her warm embrace, and her clumsy, almost laughable, treatment methods...
"I...I'm all changed," Mulan said nervously.
Just then, Mo Li snapped out of her reverie, turned around and pushed open the door. She immediately smelled a strong fragrance in the room, a blend of her natural scent and the floral aroma of her long dress!
Mo Li looked at Hua Mulan and froze on the spot...
That radiant smile was exactly the same as when they first met; her charming and lively personality was unabashedly displayed. Her bright and clear eyes gazed at him, her cheeks flushed with a shy blush. He heard her speak softly:
"Do I look good in this?"
Mo Li stepped forward and came up behind Hua Mulan, letting down her long hair. With her slender hands, she took a comb and combed her hair before taking out a peach blossom jade hairpin and securing it.
After doing all this, Mo Li looked at Hua Mulan and suddenly felt a lump in his throat. He hugged Hua Mulan tightly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. His voice was a little hoarse and choked with emotion, "Hua Mulan, do you know? I have loved you for three lifetimes! In this life, the moment I saw you, I still loved you!"
Hua Mulan was slightly shaken upon hearing this. She sensed Mo Li's sorrow and felt a pain spreading within her own heart, constantly piercing her soul.
Hua Mulan looked at the peach blossom jade hairpin she wore in the bronze mirror beside her. For some reason, she seemed to remember something, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, a deep, intense pain, as if pierced by a sharp blade. Instantly, she felt a sense of fear. She was so afraid of leaving Mo Li, afraid of being separated from him again...
Hua Mulan raised her hand and hugged Mo Li tightly, "I like you too! Xiao Li..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Li burst into laughter through his tears. He had been so infatuated with love that he was completely obsessed. Now that he had finally received this "I like you" from her, how could he not be overjoyed!
——
The white mask is engraved with pink peach blossoms. Mulan wears it on her face, revealing only half of her face, but even half of it shows her beauty.
Mulan looked at herself in the bronze mirror; she was beautiful and captivating. But she was also worried. "Is it really alright? Will no one recognize me this way?"
Mo Li smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, nothing will happen!"
Hua Mulan was overjoyed. Only when she wore this long dress did she feel less inferior. Mo Li was just too perfect...
"Why are you covering your whole face?" Hua Mulan turned to look at Mo Li, somewhat puzzled.
"Since you already like me, I will naturally keep to my place and not let other women have designs on me!" Mo Li winked playfully.
Mulan couldn't help but laugh, "All those women who bring ruin to the country can't compare to you, you fox! I think you'd better keep this on from now on!"
Mo Li nodded obediently, "Okay, I'll listen to you!"
Amidst the laughter and conversation, the sounds of singing and dancing drifted in from outside the door. Mo Li then said, "Let's go, let's go out too!"
...
A high platform was built on the central avenue of the royal city, where all the performances took place until the end of the night.
"Next, please welcome Miss Huayue, the most beautiful courtesan of Qingyue Pavilion, to perform a dance for everyone!"
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
"Hua Yue! Look here!"
Countless regulars who frequented Qingyue Tower cheered from the audience.
A woman dressed in a white dress and wearing a veil walked to the center of the stage, and as soon as the music started, she lightly skipped around the stage.
"Miss Huayue, I love you!"
"Hua Yue, I want to marry you as my concubine!"
"You pig, don't you even look in the mirror? How could Huayue be your concubine?"
"What did you say?"
Wang Qiankun looked at the arguing crowd, then frowned slightly at Hua Yue, who was wearing a veil, and shouted, "Get out of here for disrupting the meeting!"
Seeing Wang Qiankun start arguing, the group immediately fell silent, and those men left with resentful looks in their eyes.
Hua Yue on stage glanced at Wang Qiankun, but was not frightened by his reprimand. Instead, she continued dancing until the end of the song.
Hua Yue gave a slight bow, glanced at Wang Qiankun, and then, without saying anything more, turned and walked off the stage.
Mo Chen, holding the wine gourd, approached Wang Qiankun and shook his head speechlessly. "You're way too biased! You ignore the fight over there, but you just tell them to get lost here. What do you mean by that…?"
Wang Qiankun's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He glared at Mo Chen but said nothing, and followed Hua Yue.
Seeing Wang Qiankun so proactively seeking out Hua Yue, Mo Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "This guy, I've seen another one so devoted..."
"Who's the one who's infatuated?" At this moment, Mo Li walked over, holding Hua Mulan's hand.
"It's all because of Wang Qiankun. You don't know that kid, he..." Before Mo Chen could finish speaking, he froze on the spot, because he seemed to see the former Hua Baixian standing in front of him!
Startled, he took a few steps back. "Hua Baixian?!"
Hua Mulan was slightly surprised. Why was Mo Chen so afraid of her?
"You, how could you..." Mo Chen pointed at the long dress and became somewhat incoherent.
Looking at Hua Mulan's beautiful face, Mo Li said with deep affection, "This was originally hers!"
That's right, this dance dress, which inherited the true soul of the Flower Goddess, originally belonged to her!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
