Niu Pan'er looked at herself in the large copper mirror, feeling a bit dazed, not even knowing what the people around her were saying.
The woman in the mirror had long arms and legs, a slender and tight figure, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and lips that carried a light red hue. Her usually tanned skin, after special care these days, had lightened a bit, becoming very delicate.
Her usually tied-up long hair was now spread down her back, making the woman in the mirror appear less stern and heroic as usual, and more tender.
At this moment, she truly became a bride-to-be, covered in a wedding gown, just waiting for the groom to arrive.
"Commandery Princess, should the waist of this be tightened a bit? You've slimmed down, so it looks loose," the seamstress cautiously inquired.
Niu Pan'er snapped back to reality and nodded with a smile, "Then I'll trouble you."
The seamstress quickly said, "It's my duty to do so, it's no trouble."
"Pan'er, are you inside?"
