"Done, Princess," said one of the women.

Fu Xie Lan cleared her throat then got up from her position, standing staring intently at her reflection in the silver and gold framed mirror.

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Today Fu Xie Lan's appearance changed drastically, she usually wore men's clothes, was now wrapped in a long dress with gold sequins and embroidery on each end, her petite body looked perfect with a small crown on her head.

Natural red plump lips, with a light powder finish that managed to add to her beauty which was already beautiful from the start, a nose with perfectly sculpted eyebrows, a faint red finish on her cheeks made her face look fresh and bright. Violet's eyes that matched the dress she was wearing made Fu Xie Lan look flawless.

The definition of perfect would not adequately describe the girl's appearance.

Even though the dress she was wearing was not too glamorous and looked ordinary, but seeing it attached to Fu Xie Lan's body, everything that previously seemed ordinary turned into something extraordinary.

The dress the girl was wearing was her choice, before the two ladies had opted for a dress that was almost full of sparkling beads, embroidered with gold thread, a silk dress with layers, glamourous and slightly revealing. But all those dresses only made Fu Xie Lan hurt her eyes until finally, the girl's choice fell on a dress that looked simple and that dress was attached to her body at this time.

Her smooth white skin seemed to glow and was so tight with a fragrant aroma wafting from her body.

The two women standing behind Fu Xie Lan smiled and were amazed at the scene in front of her.

Knock...knock...knock...

There was a knock on the door. Making those in the room immediately turn around.

"Wait, Princess," said one of the women, and immediately headed for the door.

"It's finished?" The voice of a woman that Fu Xie Lan recognized immediately echoed into the room. She was Xue Ning's voice.

"Just now," the woman said then gave Xue Ning space to enter the room.

"Fu Xie Lan, come on! That man..."

Not finishing her sentence, Xue Ning stopped her footsteps. Stuck on the spot with perfect bulging eyes watching the figure standing not far from her.

"Xie-Xie Lan, i-it's you?" Xue Ning stuttered as she slowly walked around the girl's tiny body.

Presumably, Xue Ning was both surprised and amazed by Fu Xie Lan's appearance. How could she not, all this time she had always watched the girl in a man's clothes, mask, and the like.

Only when she first met, she saw the girl wearing a dress. But then and now are completely different, even Xue Ning thought that the person before her was not the Fu Xie Lan she knew.

From the feet to the tips of the hair, everything looks so perfect. The beauty that Fu Xie Lan possessed was every woman's dream.

"If I were a man, maybe by now I would have..."

"What's up?" Suddenly a cold male voice sounded from behind Xue Ning, interrupting her. Made her flinch for a moment in horror because of the cold aura that instantly stroked the nape of her neck.

"Aa-ahh... Fu Xie Lan, I'll say goodbye first," Xue Ning said hastily when she saw who the man was walking towards them. That figure was Gu Yi.

"When you're done, hurry down everyone is waiting," she said then closed the room slowly.

"You scared her," said Fu Xie Lan, glaring at Gu Yi.

"Me? What am I doing?"

Fu Xie Lan rolled her eyes, not responding to the man.

"W-we say goodbye, Princess," said the make-up woman who also resigned. Ever since Gu Yi entered the room, both of them suddenly lowered their heads, not daring to look at Princess Fu Xie Lan's future husband.

"Emm.. thank you," replied Fu Xie Lan.

"Ready?" Gu Yi asked with his eyes that continued to stare at the girl without even blinking. Both hands grabbed the girl's waist and wrapped it around her.

"As usual, you always look perfect in my eyes, Queen," Gu Yi said, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Come on!" said Fu Xie Lan taking the man's hand away from her body and turning around.

However...

Mmmllpphhhh...

Suddenly Gu Yi pulled her arm with one hand holding the nape of her neck, kissing her gently.

Fu Xie Lan froze on the spot, didn't respond to the man at all, and just let him play on her lips.

It lasted for several minutes, and Fu Xie Lan pushed Gu Yi's body away from her body.

"Alright, continue later," said Fu Xie Lan turning her body.

"Come on!" she said as she turned around and walked towards the door, leaving Gu Yi who was still silent on the spot.

Fu Xie Lan's movements were so fast, he even not blinked her eyes, and the girl had already disappeared behind the door.

hearing the girl's words, his smile suddenly broke out and immediately followed Fu Xie Lan.

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Walking alone out of the moon pavilion, those waiting there frowned in confusion. Wasn't Princess Fu Xie Lan together with her future husband? Why is she walking alone?

Those standing there were Wan Lie, and his companions, several servants, and bodyguards, as well as a decorated horse carriage.

Seeing the Princess step closer towards them, instantly everyone felt the same way that Xue Ning had a moment ago.

Every step that Fu Xie Lan took made all the men who saw her hold their breath at that instant.

Suddenly a man followed the girl from behind, immediately at that moment they were again stunned.

The two figures wearing outfits looked so matched.

Beautiful and handsome with all the perfection attached to Fu Xie Lan and Gu Yi making them seem like gods and goddesses.

While on the other hand, Gu Yi who saw Fu Xie Lan smiled faintly.

Quickened his pace, and lifted the girl's body from behind.

He carries her with bridal style. Makes any woman who sees it blush with a racing heart.

"What are you doing?" Fu Xie Lan protested.

"I can walk alone," she added.

While Gu Yi, the man ignored Fu Xie Lan's words and continued to carry her to the carriage that had been provided.

"Put me down, Gu Yi."

"I don't want you to be tired, Queen. Don't rebel, you'll fall" Gu Yi replied so gently.

They, the women who heard it were already hysterical in their hearts, really a very sweet treatment.

Even Wan Lie felt the warmth between the two figures who were none other than his father and mother.