Transformed into a pink fairy, I will make all the players cry with my sword

Looking at Feiying who was in a daze, Xiao Bailian frowned even deeper.

Her fair little face was full of impatience.

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in her clear big eyes, and her little mouth was slightly pouting.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you standing there in a daze? Speak!"

She put her hands on her hips, like a little teacher teaching her students:

"Every time you encounter something, you are like this, not saying a word, like a wooden man. I really don't know why Tao Yao would fall for a fool like you!"

"Primary school principal, please calm down."

Violet quickly tried to smooth things over, speaking in a gentle tone.

"Feiying may be under a lot of pressure recently, after all, there are too many things to deal with at the wedding."

"From the arrangements for the engagement party to the invitations of the guests, there are also various etiquettes to learn. These are all new experiences for her. Please be more considerate of her."

Hearing this, Xiao Bailian snorted and looked up at Feiying, with a bit of helplessness in her tone:

"Feiying, I can't say anything more about you."

"Since Taoyao has promised you, you should at least make some progress."

"I can't be idle like before. I have to seize the time and learn how to live."

As she spoke, she brushed off the nonexistent dust on her skirt, and her fair little hands gently brushed the lace:

"Look at yourself now. You don't even know how to dress yourself."

"How can I be worthy of Tao Yao if I continue like this?"

After saying that, she held her head high and walked past Feiying proudly.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently with her steps, and she looked like an angry little princess.

"Little White Lotus is like this, don't take it too seriously."

After Xiao Bailian walked away, Violet whispered to comfort her,

"She is actually worried about you, but her way of expressing it is a little special. Come on, I'll take you to try on the dress first."

She checked the time on her watch:

"It's only one in the afternoon. There are still five hours before the dinner starts. There's plenty of time. Let's take our time."

"Anyway, the point of today is to dress you up nicely."

Not long after, Violet brought Feiying to a spacious lounge.

This is a room specially used for storing dresses. It is surrounded by floor-to-ceiling dressing mirrors, the mirror surfaces of which are so bright that you can reflect your own reflection.

The room is filled with a variety of dresses, from traditional evening gowns to fashionable little dresses.

Each piece is worth a fortune. Just by looking at the exquisite fabrics and decorations, you can tell that they are all high-end works.

"Try this one first."

Violet picked up a dark blue fishtail skirt, the fabric glowing delicately under the light:

"This style shows your figure and suits your temperament very well."

In the following time, Feiying tried on different dresses like a fitting model.

There are elegant tube-top maxi dresses, dignified cheongsams, and even gorgeous puffy skirts.

Each piece is priceless and the workmanship is breathtaking.

Every time she tries on a piece, Violet will look at it carefully, observe the effects from all angles, and then give professional advice.

Sometimes she feels that the color does not suit her skin tone, and sometimes she feels that the style does not fit her well. She pays attention to every detail.

"This one is too tight at the waist. It will be uncomfortable for you."

"This dress is too bright and doesn't suit your temperament."

"The neckline of this dress is too low, not solemn enough..."

Finally, after trying on nearly twenty dresses, Violet chose a black slim-fitting dress.

The design of this skirt is very simple, but every detail is just right, not too flashy, yet able to highlight the advantages of the figure.

But when Feiying put it on, Violet frowned.

She circled around Feiying several times, her eyes full of confusion.

“It’s beautiful…”

Violet stroked her chin, thinking, "But I always feel something is weird. I can't tell what's wrong, but I just feel like the overall effect is missing something."

"Don't I look good? What's strange about it?" Feiying stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in confusion.

The style of this dress is very simple.

But it is generous and decent, and the black color makes people look thin, and it looks very elegant when worn.

"It's good-looking, but I feel like you can't carry off this style..."

Violet thought about it for a moment.

"You hold your head high and your body straight."

Violet walked around behind Feiying, put her hands on her shoulders, and gently pushed her back:

"Yes, that's it, be more confident."

"The most taboo thing in this kind of situation is to be timid. Even if you are nervous inside, you have to pretend to be calm on the surface."

As she spoke, she carefully adjusted Feiying's standing posture:

"Keep your back straighter and relax your shoulders. Don't be too stiff."

"Keep your chin up and look straight ahead."

"Don't keep your head down all the time. It makes you look listless and gives people the impression that you lack confidence."

"Also pay attention when you walk, take steady steps and don't stagger from side to side."

Violet was very patient and gave instructions at a steady pace:

"Yes, that's the rhythm. It looks natural and generous, not too contrived."

"It feels good."

Seeing Feiying gradually regaining her composure, Violet nodded with satisfaction.

"Look in the mirror and adjust your posture first to get used to this feeling."

"You and Taoyao are the protagonists tonight, so you can't let us down."

She gently pushed Feiying to the mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Feiying always felt that something was wrong.

This outfit was too formal and made her feel uncomfortable.

Those complicated decorations and delicate fabrics made her feel like she was wearing a shell that did not belong to her.

She subconsciously reached out to lift her long hair, wanting to braid it into her usual pigtails.

She was not used to the feeling of having her hair down, and always felt that it was inconvenient to have her hair hanging on her shoulders, and that it would easily block her vision.

She has kept this habit and it has almost become an instinctive reaction.

"do not move!"

Violet was quick to stop her hand.

"Alright, alright, stop thinking about your pigtails."

"Normally you can stab me any way you want, but not today."

"Although I don't think it's a big deal, but the people present today are all high-minded young ladies."

"If they saw it, they might pick on it and criticize you."

Violet sighed helplessly and continued:

"Hairstyle is also important for such formal occasions."

"An inappropriate hairstyle can ruin the whole effect."

"Let me help you tie your hair up into a bun and add some pearl hair accessories. It will look more elegant."

Violet started to work as she spoke. Her technique was very gentle and did not hurt her scalp at all.

She first used a comb to carefully comb Feiying's long hair, making sure every strand was smooth and neat.

Then put your hair up high and tie it into a beautiful bun at the back of your head.

Finally, I took out a few pearl hair accessories to embellish it, making it neither too gorgeous nor too delicate.

"By the way, leave a few strands of hair on both sides."

Violet adjusted it carefully, "This will modify the face shape and make it look softer."

"Well, that's it."

She stepped back and admired her masterpiece. "This outfit suits you very well. It's not too contrived, but it shows your temperament."

As he was speaking, the door of the lounge was suddenly pushed open.

A team of maids in uniform filed in and stood neatly around the room.

Their uniforms were spotless, and everyone stood as straight as a pine tree, as if they had undergone rigorous training.

This scene alone makes people feel that it is unusual.

These are obviously not ordinary maids. You can tell from their temperament that each one is well-trained.

Feiying and Ziluolan looked at each other, not understanding what was going on.

This is such a grand ceremony, as if we were welcoming some important person.

A moment later, an elegant figure in a black maid outfit slowly walked in.

Her steps were unhurried, and her every move revealed her noble temperament.

Her long black hair was neatly tied behind her head, and light makeup set off her delicate face.

There was a gleam of wisdom in those deep eyes, and an indescribable sense of majesty emanated from his whole body.

"Shiloh?"

Feiying recognized this maid with extraordinary temperament at a glance.

Seeing Shiloh suddenly appear, Violet, who was standing next to Feiying, frowned.

This head maid usually follows Tao Yao closely, but it is really unusual that she appears here with such a big scene today.

The group of well-trained maids stood neatly around the room, turning the lounge into a strange encirclement.

"Shi Luo, shouldn't you be with Miss Tao Yao? Why are you bringing so many people to our place?"

Violet's tone was a little wary.

With a faint smile on his face, Xi Luo walked slowly to Feiying and Ziluolan.

There was a look of scrutiny in those deep eyes, as if they were looking at some rare item.

Her noble and elegant temperament now gives people a sense of oppression.

"I just want to see what kind of person can be favored by Miss Taoyao."

Her tone was gentle, but with a hint of sarcasm:

"After all, an ordinary village girl who appeared out of nowhere could actually make Miss Taoyao agree to her marriage proposal. Who would believe this if it were told to others?"

Feiying looked at the meaningful smile on the other person's face and always felt that the other person had bad intentions.

Although Shiloh's attitude seemed friendly, there was clearly ill intention in his eyes.

That condescending look was like looking at an intruder.

Shiloh began to circle around Feiying, taking in every detail of her.

From hair to toes, from makeup to clothes, every detail did not escape her eyes.

That look was like evaluating merchandise, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"It's not that good either."

She chuckled, her tone full of contempt:

"Even though you dress up beautifully, it can't hide the fact that you are essentially an ugly duckling."

"That kind of rustic temperament can't be concealed no matter how hard you try."

"By the way, your name is Feiying, right? Do you think you are really worthy of Miss Taoyao?"

"A country girl like you is worthy of standing beside Miss Taoyao? Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself?"

Shiloh continued in that harsh tone:

“No matter how gorgeous the clothes you wear or how expensive the jewelry you wear, it can’t change the mediocrity in your bones.”

Hearing this, Feiying lowered her head involuntarily.