Chapter 722 Stunning Beauty

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Xuanying let go of her and knelt on the bed. He lowered his eyes and looked at the small piece of fabric that she had stained. His handsome face was so gloomy that water could drip out.

Feng Lingxue stood up and took out two tissues to wipe him, "I'm sorry, I'll help you wipe it, and I'll help you clean it now..."

"Fuck!"

He cursed in annoyance, got up from the bed, and walked into the bathroom.

With a "bang", he slammed the door, and the sound was deafening.

Feng Lingxue looked at his figure in confusion. He was really becoming more and more uncertain.

...

Feng Lingxue cleaned herself up, then put on a maid's uniform and went downstairs.

In the restaurant, Xuanying sat in the main seat, and two concubines accompanied him to have breakfast.

Seeing her coming, one of the concubines named Chuchu quickly said, "Why are you still standing there? Come and pour me some milk."

"Yes." Feng Lingxue walked forward and picked up the milk cup.

Just as she was about to pour it, a deep voice sounded in her ear, "Put it down."

Feng Lingxue froze and looked up at Xuanying.

Xuanying stared at her with a threatening look, "Don't you understand what I said?"

Feng Lingxue quickly put down the milk cup.

"Come here."

He ordered again.

Feng Lingxue walked over quickly, fearing that she would be humiliated and punished by him if she didn't obey.

"Master, what do you want?" she asked in a low voice.

Xuanying stretched out his strong arm to grab her slender waist, pulled hard, and hugged her.

He raised his foot and kicked Chuchu's chair with his heavy military boots, "What the hell are you eating? Go pour the milk!"

The chair cracked all of a sudden, and Chuchu fell on the carpet with her butt, looking extremely embarrassed.

Another concubine also stood up, and like the maids, she was so scared that she dared not breathe.

They were shocked. Ever since Feng Lingxue came into the house, the young master had been humiliating and torturing her.

But today, the young master's attitude was completely different. He actually began to pamper Feng Lingxue.

Chuchu got up from the ground in a mess. She was unwilling and looked at Feng Lingxue with envy and jealousy. "Young master, she is the maid. How can you..."

Chuchu's words stopped abruptly, because Xuanying swept his eyes over, gloomy and cold, making people's scalps numb.

"Yes... yes, young master!"

They all knew Xuanying's methods of dealing with women. He would often throw the women around him into the camp and reward them to his men.

Chuchu walked forward tremblingly and poured a cup of hot milk.

Xuanying picked up the milk cup and handed it to Feng Lingxue's red lips, "Aren't you hungry? Drink the milk first."

Feng Lingxue was flattered. Today, he didn't torture her, but treated her well?

He fed her milk with his own hands.

What happened to him?

Xuanying's ink-colored glass eyes fell on her little face, looking unfathomable. She couldn't see through any of his thoughts.

"No... no need..." She refused.

"Do you want me to feed you?"

"..."

She quickly took the milk cup and slowly drank a cup of hot milk.

"Heh." Xuanying covered her ear and laughed softly, the laughter was gentle and seductive.

Feng Lingxue's heart spread with a sweet feeling, even this fresh milk became very sweet.

Ever since that night three years ago, when she was dragged into a dark room and lost her innocence, she knew that she was dirty.

She was inferior and afraid, so she closed herself off.

She didn't dare to hope, because she was no longer qualified to be with him. Now the status of the two people was very different. He was the high and mighty Silver-faced King, and she was humble to the dust, which was even more impossible.

But now she still felt sweet.

Brother Ying seemed to be back.

As long as he was a little bit good to her, her heart would sink down, fall into his love net, and couldn't extricate herself.

"Finish your breakfast, I'll take you shopping later." Xuanying kissed her hair from behind.

Shopping?

"I don't..."

"Today I got the news that the West Palace has announced to the world that the West Prince will marry a concubine in half a month. He will marry Ye Ruge, the daughter of the East Prince, as his principal concubine, and Ah Xiao as his concubine. Both concubines will enter the West Palace at the same time."

What?

The West Prince Lu Yeming is going to marry a concubine?

Half a month later?

Why is the time so tight?

"Over the years, the king who lives deep in the palace claims that he is not feeling well and has been recuperating. No matter how the four princes fight outside, he will not show up. No one can enter the palace without being summoned."

"But according to the ancestral precepts and conventions, every prince must enter the palace to pay homage to the king and thank God the next day after marrying his concubine, so the Western Prince can enter the palace after getting married."

"Look, Yuzhen Pavilion is very lively today. Today, the Western Prince will take Ye Ruge and A Xiao there to try on the red wedding dress. I will also have someone customize a few gorgeous clothes for you, ok?"

When Chuchu and another concubine heard this, they pinched their nails into their palms with jealousy. Yuzhen Pavilion is a place that specializes in customizing gorgeous clothes for the princes of Country A. Its new products every season will become the vane of the fashion circle, and it is hard to buy them with a lot of money.

Now the young master actually wants to customize gorgeous clothes for Feng Lingxue, which is really jealous.

...

Yuzhen Pavilion.

The bulletproof X luxury car slowly stopped on the lawn, and the waiter inside respectfully opened the back door.

The waiter said respectfully, "Silver-faced King."

Xuan Ying walked down, followed by Feng Lingxue.

Feng Lingxue changed out of the maid uniform and wore a black coat. She knew that her beauty would cause trouble, so she deliberately kept a low profile.

But the black coat that pinched her waist restrained her small waist. She wore a small white turtleneck underneath, and a classic black and white plaid skirt underneath, revealing a small section of her crystal clear legs, with three thousand black hair hanging low. She was tied up in a ponytail, with air-thin bangs and a few strands of hair falling on her cheeks. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Feng Lingxue, who was born in Gillian House, has a strong sense of fashion and good taste. She knows how to bring out a woman's beauty to the extreme.

Even if she deliberately keeps a low profile, she is still like a blooming rose, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The waiter was fascinated. He had never seen such a beautiful woman, so his eyes fell on Feng Lingxue.

Xuan Ying looked at this scene, his handsome eyebrows quickly covered with a layer of gloom and frost.

Feng Lingxue also noticed something was wrong. Before the man could get angry, she quickly stepped forward and took Xuan Ying's strong arm, "Let's go in."

Xuan Ying glanced at the waiter, and then took Feng Lingxue into the Yuzhen Pavilion.

Walking in the corridor, he glanced sideways at Feng Lingxue's stunning cold face, "Stay away from those men and don't make me angry, okay?"

Feng Lingxue nodded, "I understand."

At this moment, a soft voice came to my ears, "Miss Feng, long time no see."

Xuan Ying raised his eyes and saw that Tang Mo'er was here.

There is another person beside Tang Moer, Jun Xiqing.

Tang Mo'er brought Jun Xiqing to the Yuzhen Pavilion, but Jun Xiqing came disguised as a boy.

Jun Xiqing's slender appearance cannot be exposed, for fear that if exposed, it will cause competition among those men.

When she saw Tang Moer and Jun Xiqing, Feng Lingxue's eyes lit up. She had no friends, and the only ones who could be considered friends were these two people.

"Silver-faced King, can you lend Miss Feng some time? I'm shopping for clothes and I'd like to ask Miss Feng for reference." Tang Mo'er looked at Xuan Ying.

"Want to go?" Xuan Ying lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Lingxue in his arms.

Feng Lingxue nodded, "Yes."

"Go." Xuan Ying slowly let go of her.

…

The Yuzhen Pavilion is very large. It is actually a fashionable palace that stands in country A. Lu Yeming took Ye Ruge and A Xiao to the royal palace inside.

Tang Moer, Jun Xiqing and Feng Lingxue were walking around outside. Tang Moer said, "Ye Ming will get married in half a month. My parents are gone. I am Ye Ming's only relative. Now At the wedding ceremony, I will definitely dress more formally so as not to embarrass Ye Ming, but I don’t know what I should wear. "

Jun Xiqing smiled, "Sister Mo'er, of course it's not easy for you to dress, because once you put it on, you will definitely outshine the two brides."

When Tang Moer heard this, she immediately knocked Jun Xiqing on the head, "Qingqing, are you still laughing at my sister? My sister is old, and the world now belongs to you young people."

Jun Xiqing rushed forward and hugged Tang Moer's soft waist, giggling, "Sister is not old."

Tang Moer smiled, she really liked Qingqing, and if Ye Ming could marry Qingqing, then she would feel at ease even if she died.

But when it comes to feelings, she is just a bystander.

"Sister Mo'er, what do you think of this one?"

Tang Mo'er and Jun Xiqing looked up and saw Feng Lingxue picking out a long dress, a black halterneck lace dress that meandered to the floor.

"Wow, this one looks great. Sister Mo'er, go and try it on." Jun Xiqing agreed.

Tang Mo'er also felt that Feng Lingxue's vision was very unique, "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

…

Five minutes later, Tang Moer came out of the fitting room.

The black halter neck design exposed her smooth shoulders on both sides, and a few strands of hair on her cheeks were tucked behind her ears, which made her soft and delicate face look delicate and moving.

"Wow," Jun Xiqing exclaimed, "Sister Mo'er, you are so beautiful, Lingxue, your eyesight is truly unparalleled."

Feng Lingxue shook her head, "No..."

"What's wrong, Lingxue, is something wrong?" Tang Mo'er turned around.

Feng Lingxue stepped forward and with a hiss, she stretched out her hand and tore off all the hem of Tang Moer's skirt that was lying on the ground.

Walking around behind Tang Mo'er, she tucked in her waist and turned the original pleated skirt into a hip-hugging fishtail skirt.

The black halterneck design perfectly outlines Tang Moer's smooth shoulders and slender forearms. The upper part is similar to a cloak design, and the lower part of the design is directly transformed into a hip-covering fishtail skirt after Feng Lingxue changed it. Tang Moer is like porcelain. The narrow mouth of the vase snakes from both sides to the bottom of the buttocks, showing the most perfect S shape. The lower abdomen is flat, the legs are slender, and the originally meandering skirt is torn to the edge of the high heels. With every step, the crystal stilettos are looming, which is breathtaking. Marvel.

"Oh my god." Jun Xiqing was stunned, "Lingxue, you have such a strong sense of design. Have you studied fashion design?"

Tang Moer looked at herself through the mirror. As the groom's sister, she couldn't dress too beautifully, and of course she couldn't be casual.

Now this black dress makes her look exquisite, elegant and feminine, which is perfect.

Feng Lingxue slightly raised her red lips and said, "I was sold into Gillian's room at a very young age and had no chance to learn fashion design."

However, she has lived in Gillian's House since she was a child. The women there spend all their time thinking about how to please men every day. After seeing too many silks, silks, and romantic affairs, she naturally has a keen sense of fashion.

The clothes that Feng Lingxue handles can perfectly outline a woman's unique beauty.

"Lingxue," Tang Moer held Feng Lingxue's hand, "It doesn't matter if you didn't learn it before, you can try from now on, believe me, one day in the future you will definitely become the best fashion designer."

Jun Xiqing quickly put his hand on it, "Lingxue, I don't care, if you succeed in the future, you will have to contract the clothes of me and sister Moer for free!"

Looking at the shining eyes of Tang Moer and Jun Xiqing, Feng Lingxue's white eyes were a little wet, and she nodded vigorously, "Yes!"

Now they don't know that in the near future, this word will come true.

Many years later, a clothing brand quickly rose like a bright new star, sweeping the entire fashion industry at a speed as fast as dust, becoming a weathervane of a new era.