Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife – o
Chapter 422 An Family Banquet (1)

Chapter 422: Chapter 422 An Family Banquet (1)

Looking at Ling Shuang standing before her, with her voluptuous figure, fair skin, and wine-red wavy hair nonchalantly cascading down, she was alluring and attractive. Her face was incredibly beautiful; although she didn’t possess An Yiqing’s sort of fresh and unsullied exquisite beauty, she was still exceptional amidst a crowd.

Such a beauty actually liked women?

An Yiqing felt like she had entered a fantasy world!

However, sexual orientation was merely a matter of personal preference, and she had no intention of discriminating against Ling Shuang because of it.

The glint of appreciation in Ling Shuang’s eyes brightened upon feeling the warmth and indifference emanating from An Yiqing, and her eyes, seemingly lit with a green glow, appeared glued to her.

Gu Yelin, with a dark expression, took An Yiqing by the hand and led her into the inner hall, saying to Ling Shuang, who still seemed transfixed, "Come in, pick a dress!"

Ling Shuang stood there, pursed her lips in vexation, daring not to speak her anger.

When An Yiqing was led into the inner hall, she couldn’t help but be startled. The shop might be situated in a secluded area, rarely frequented by customers, but the dresses on display were truly stunning.

Inside the inner hall were randomly placed mannequins dressed in various gowns. An Yiqing prided herself on having seen many exquisite dresses before, yet she had never encountered such spirited designs.

"Beauty, which one do you like? Pick any! As this is our first meeting, I’ll give it to you!" said Ling Shuang, sauntering over with her hips swaying, casting a flirtatious glance at An Yiqing.

An Yiqing’s mouth twitched involuntarily, feeling a pang of pain in all her internal organs.

She turned to look at Gu Yelin, and reassured by his affirmative gaze, started to make her selection.

Gazing down the row of dresses, An Yiqing walked towards the depth of the inner hall; at the end of the corridor, a lone mannequin stood. Draped on it was a fiery red floor-length gown.

The dress was made of top-tier silk and sheer gossamer. It was strapless, seemingly sensual, yet it didn’t reveal too much of the chest area. A golden phoenix, hand-embroidered, shone at the strapless neckline, imbuing the evening gown with a touch of Xuanjin’s classical and majestic beauty. The phoenix trailed down towards the hem. Below the waist, where the skirt extended with layers of silk and gossamer, one could catch a glimpse of a fair thigh through the slight openings.

This dress mixed seductive allure with Xuanjin’s classic tenderness, a grandeur balanced with a myriad of charming styles!

"That’s the one!" An Yiqing pointed at the red gown. Though she preferred white, she really liked this particular dress.

Ling Shuang’s eyes lit up upon hearing An Yiqing’s choice. Her seductive eyes darted between the red dress and An Yiqing, increasingly pleased with what she saw.

"You have good taste! This dress will suit you very well," Ling Shuang said as she approached to take down the red gown. "Go try it on, see if anything needs adjusting, and I’ll tailor it for you."

An Yiqing nodded lightly, took the dress, and headed into the fitting room.

Now, only Gu Yelin and Ling Shuang were left in the inner hall.

"Is that the girl you mentioned?" Ling Shuang lifted her chin, glancing towards the direction of the fitting room.

Gu Yelin looked at her coldly, "You know full well."

"Tsk! Such a miser! With your treasure looking so beautiful, be careful to keep a tight rein, or you’ll give others an opportunity!" Ling Shuang rolled her eyes, taking delight in his misfortune.

"No need to trouble yourself, I trust her," Gu Yelin elegantly sat down on the sofa, every move exuding the air of a sovereign.

Ling Shuang pouted, dissatisfied, "It’s really strange how an iceberg can thaw! Let me know when you’re getting married; I must crash the wedding! Such a sexy little beauty, I absolutely have to snatch her away to warm my bed!"