After taking a bath, she changed into the clothes prepared by the maid, white clothes with red sleeves, the underwear is divided into three layers, one layer of white, one layer of red and one layer of white, red and white are stacked alternately, the belt is a slightly lighter orange red, whether it is from the cut or style, it is impeccable, even the pattern on the belt, every stitch and thread are precise.

The clothes of the fairy family, worn on the body are like wearing thin clouds, light and thin, but warm, pinched in the hand The fabric is as thin as a streamer, no wonder it is said that the feather clothes are neon, and the things of the fairy family are really different.

Touching the clothes on her body, Su Dandan sighed, bypassed the screen and saw the dresser and mirror not far away, she walked over and stood in front of the bright bronze mirror, in the mirror, the girl's long hair was like ink, her fair skin was crystal clear, she was dressed in red and white clothes, her face was no longer immature, and the girl's silhouette was gradually fading, replaced by traces of maturity.

She looked at her face in the mirror in a daze, her palm unconsciously stroked her stomach, and in her slightly bulging little belly, a life was beating weakly.

She was distracted, the maid at the door pushed the door in, the sunlight outside the window poured on Su Dandan's body in front of the bronze mirror, she was dressed in red and white clothes, there was an indescribable charm, the maid looked at her stunned, and then came back to her senses, and sighed: It is really a person who relies on clothes, and the whole person is completely different after changing clothes.

"Miss Sue. The maid walked over and smiled, "I'll comb your hair." ”

Su Dandan came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled at her: "Okay, thank you." With that, she sat down at the dresser.

The maid is dexterous, white and soft fingers pass through her long hair like ink, and quickly pull up a fragrant bun near the clouds, the long hair like ink is wound up like a cloud pile, a golden hairpin is inserted on both sides of the bun, and a beaded flower is pinned on the left, simple, but it looks vigorous and elegant.

After combing, Su Dandan got up, and the maid led her away and went to the fairy terrace to find the county lord of Lingshan.

On the fairy terrace, the lord of Lingshan sat by the pond and fed the fish, Su Dandan walked up with the maid, she turned around, saw Su Dandan, immediately raised her eyebrows, smiled happily, and said: "This dress is really suitable for Miss Su." ”

Su Dandan smiled: "Thank you for the love of the county lord, I have grown so big, and I haven't worn such comfortable clothes." ”

Lord Lingshan smiled, got up and walked over, and said, "Come with me." With that, she got up and led Su Dandan towards the Immortal Palace.

The clouds and mist lined up in the grass and jungle, and Su Dandan shuttled with the Lord of Lingshan, marveling at the beauty of the heavenly realm, but at the same time there was an unreal feeling, because it was so beautiful.

It's as beautiful as a dream, like a fantasy that doesn't exist on TV.

The two walked into a palace, walked through a circuitous corridor, and finally entered the main hall, in the main hall was a Nine Dragons Ding, nine black monsters like snakes and dragons were guarded on it, the huge Nine Dragons Ding snake head was motionless, like a sculpture, Su Dandan looked up at them, there was a creepy feeling, this thing, looking at it makes people afraid.

The county lord of Lingshan went to the front of Jiulong Ding, and the head of the snake took a look at the county lord of Lingshan, and next to it, a stone door opened, and the county lord of Lingshan turned around and walked inside with Su Dandan.

Entering the stone gate, there is another scene in front of you, there are no clouds and waves, there is no glow, only the quiet landscape and grass and trees, the winding path is secluded, stepping on the path, the two came to the pond, the pond is a huge willow tree, the fairy grass and strange flowers compete for beauty.

(Markor Literature-)