When Auntie Liao finished dressing Shen Yijia, Meng Linyan had been sitting in the reception pavilion for half an hour.
Hearing the commotion, she subconsciously turned around.
A woman in green walked in against the light. Her smooth and fair face was still a little tender, like an immortal who had accidentally entered the mortal world.
Meng Linyan's looks were also top-notch at Nanling Pass. She had made ample preparations before coming.
She knew that because she had been practicing martial arts with her father and brother all year round, her skin was not as fair as the women in Chang'an. Today, she specially asked Yue Zhu to put on makeup for her and even changed into women's clothes that she rarely had the chance to wear.
However, when she saw Shen Yijia, she suddenly felt that everything she did was a joke.
The other party had yet to put on any makeup and did not need to do anything.
