Dressing

Miao Yuan walked over and said helplessly, "Senior brother, this is a woman's dress."

He likes it so much, people who don't know think he wants to bring a set back for himself.

Hua Rong couldn't wait to nod, "I know, Senior Sister Miaoyuan, I chose this for you."

Miao Yuan couldn't cry or laugh, her father hadn't chosen a dress for her yet, from childhood to adulthood, it was all Sister Bai Chang and Mrs. Meng who helped her choose.

But after being in the mountain for so long, she also misses her father, Sister Bai Chang and Mrs. Meng. I don't know how they're doing now, if it's boring to stay in hell.

"What do you think of this dress?" Hua Rong picked out a fancy skirt from a pile of bright dresses.

Miao Yuan looked up and saw that this dress was so beautiful, so many bright flowers twisted and twisted around the skirt from top to bottom, and it went around to the bottom of the skirt, and dragged down a little to the end of the skirt.

She had never seen a dress of such a design, as if it was not their human service, but a bit like the dress style of the immortals.

Sure enough, Hua Rong's words later confirmed her guess.

"This seems to have been made by the junior sisters of the Immortal Clan, and they Immortal Clan people just like such bright and beautiful dresses, so that even in a place with a large crowd, they can identify their location at a glance."

"Actually, after all......" Hua Rong put the dress back on, leaned closer to her and whispered, "It's their immortal people who love beauty."

"Poof," Miao Yuan smiled, "Senior Brother Huarong knows a lot."

He knew who made this style of dress, how it was made, and why it was made.

Hua Rong smiled, "I've been here for a long time, so naturally I can understand everything."

Miao Yuan nodded, "I understand, thank you Senior Brother Huarong, but I don't like this style of dress, it's not suitable for me."

Such a bright and dazzling dress is indeed suitable for the group of people of the immortal clan who are bright in appearance and generous in personality.

She wasn't fit for it, and she never thought of trying it.

Hua Rong immediately understood what she meant, turned around and led her to the most plain row of carved cabinets inside, "Then look at these, these definitely have something you like."

Miao Yuan followed him to the cupboard, and there were countless flower dresses in her eyes, and suddenly, she was attracted by a blue-purple cinnabar dress.

The skirt was hung high on the far left side of the cabinet, and the color scheme looked very clean and elegant, elegant and dignified. It is matched with a neat embroidered heart of the same color, and a lifelike Manzhu Sawa is embroidered on it, which is the ghost flower of their ghost clan, with a complicated lock embroidery, which looks exquisite and meticulous in workmanship, with strong colors and clear layers, which is very good-looking.

The blue petticoat made underneath is mopping and swaying, and it seems that you can see at a glance how elegant and dignified this skirt looks when you wear it. The entire length of the blue-purple gauze tunic dragged to an inch under the petticoat, enough to cover the knees.

Miao Yuan felt that the style of this dress suited her, and she liked it very much. Before she could speak, Hua Rong had already seen the joy in her eyes.

Hua Rong smiled and said, "You like this, don't you?"

Miao Yuan nodded noncommittally, she really liked it, and the ghost flowers embroidered on it were also her favorite things.

"Okay, this is it." Hua Rong is ready to take this one off. Coincidentally, Luoying, who put down the dress in the basin and walked downstairs, saw it and opened her eyes wide.

"That can't!"

Luoying hurriedly ran down, dying, didn't you say that this piece was taken off, who hung it up again, it was just going to die.

Hua Rong didn't understand why she was so panicked, "What's wrong? Didn't you say that the clothes that were hung out in the dressing hall were all unreserved?"

Luo Ying ran so fast that she almost didn't get angry, "No... No, this one has already been booked, and it has been taken down today, so it may have been mistakenly hung up by other disciples."

It's already booked......

Miao Yuan lowered her head in some frustration, it turned out that someone had already booked it.

"W-How can this still be misplaced?" Hua Rong saw that Miaoyuan was lost, so she had to argue about it, and finally caught a little ghost, how could she let it go easily.

Luo Ying saw that he was a little insistent, and knew that he was afraid that he really liked this dress, so in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, she still went to take it off.

Luo Ying was just about to reach out and step forward, but she saw that Hua Rong's eyes had been quickly taken off and hugged into her arms.

"Who's the one who booked? I consulted with her, and I exchanged other treasures with her."

"Oops! How can this be?!" Luo Ying couldn't do it, "No, Senior Brother Huarong, this is really something that someone else has booked in advance, and I really can't give it to you."

Hua Rong hugged the dress and didn't let go, quite a little child's stubbornness, "Why can't you give it to me? I've got my eye on this one, and I can trade other treasures for her."

"No, Senior Brother Huarong!" Luo Ying's anxious eyes were about to burst into flames, if she didn't still have a little sense, she was afraid that she would have to grab it.

Miao Yuan stepped forward and pulled the corner of Hua Rong's clothes slightly and whispered, "Senior Brother Hua Rong, you can put it back, I don't need it, and I don't like it very much."

Hua Rong turned her head to glance at her, her eyes widening, "Why don't you like it? You obviously like it a lot—"

"I don't like it." Miao Yuan interrupted him, and grabbed it.

"Huh, junior sister?" It was too late for Hua Rong to stop it.

Miao Yuan hugged the dress, changed hands and handed it to Luo Ying, and said embarrassedly: "We didn't know that this dress was booked, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Huarong didn't mean it, and I ask for your forgiveness."

Luo Ying was a little surprised. She returned the dress to her so politely?

She thought she was going to fold here today, after all, she heard that the little highness of the ghost clan was noble and arrogant, and even Senior Sister Yuntong and Senior Brother Demon Chess were defeated by her. I didn't expect that she would return this dress to her so easily, and apologize to her so sincerely.

She really couldn't have imagined that this was the rumored little highness of the ghost clan.

Hua Rong was a little disappointed when she saw that the dress was returned, "What should you do about that junior sister?"

Miao Yuan raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What should I do? There are a lot of dresses here, and I like that one too."

She turned around neatly and casually pointed to a dress, trying to resolve the embarrassment of the scene. Unexpectedly, when she really saw the style of the dress clearly, she would be even more embarrassed.

It's over, it's a dark red embroidered curved robe in the style of the fairy clan, with a black twill brocade skirt underneath, and a black jade belt in the middle to cinch the waist, which is a style that is incompatible with her.

Not only did she find out by herself, but Hua Rong also felt a little uncomfortable with her. "Senior sister, are you sure you like that?"

It doesn't look like the clothes she's wearing.

Miao Yuan turned around stiffly, "Hmm... Ah, I—I'm going to ask for that."

"Okay, whatever the junior sister says, it's what it is." Hua Rong magnificently took out a cloth bag containing a treasure from his spatial spirit ring.

"Senior Sister Luoying, who made that dress? What's the label?"

Luo Ying glanced at the dress, thought for a while, and said, "It was made by Senior Sister Wanyan, and her condition is just a herb."

"Herbs?" Hua Rong thought for a moment about the cloth pocket baby in his hand, it seems that there should be a few herbs to stop bleeding.

He reached for it, and a small hand beside him suddenly reached out, "Is this okay?" The Enchanting Potion of our Ghost Clan."

Luoying: "??!"

Flowers: "?!!"

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