That Wansi Was Killed by the Crown Prince

Gu Nuo'er reached out her small hand and touched the cold satin.

"It's ice silk. I'll have to trouble Elder Sister Qianhong to help me change."

When Ye Siming saw this, he consciously pushed open the door and stood outside.

The youth leaned against the pillar and crossed his arms slightly, waiting with his head lowered.

After a while, the door was pulled open from the inside.

"Elder Brother Siming, look, does it look good?!" Gu Nuo'er's cheerful soft voice sounded.

Ye Siming turned around and was stunned.

Gu Nuo'er was wearing an extremely fitting lotus-green dress.

Her skin was already fair like pearls, but now, she was wearing such a delicate color.

She was as bright and fresh as a lotus fairy that had just come out of the lake.

Her soft black hair was tied up by Qianhong with the hair accessory. There was a small pearl held by a golden thread hanging between her glabella.