Chapter 1223 - The Wedding (3) (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Lu Yeming stood at the door as Tang Mo’er sat on the carpet beside the floor. Even though he was standing quite a distance away, it was evident even to him the red flush on her face which had reached her pale ears. She was… really embarrassed.

Tang Mo’er coughed and said, “Yeming, why did you prepare such a dress for me? Isn’t it a little too revealing?”

Lu Yeming’s gaze shifted from her bare back to her face. He took big strides towards her, every step steady and swift. Raising his slim fingers, he undid his shirt buttons one at a time and took off his blazer. He knelt down beside Tang Mo’er and draped the blazer on her delicate shoulders, protecting her.

“Elder Sis, stand up first. It’s cold on the floor.”

“Mm.”

Tang Mo’er pulled herself up using all four limbs, but her legs gave way again.

“Elder Sis, what’s wrong?” Lu Yeming’s deep eyes landed on her burning face.

Tang Mo’er felt as though her body was burning up. But other than that she felt fine.

She raised her hands to touch her face. “Nothing…”

Lu Yeming took his large hands out of his pockets and placed them on her forehead.

She was burning up.

Why was her temperature so high?

His long fingers were cold from the air outside, and felt good on Tang Mo’er’s face.

“Mmm…”

Tang Mo’er’s red lips parted as she hummed charmingly in satisfaction.

Lu Yeming’s gaze darkened.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Fan Men’s voice floated in from the outside. “Master.”

Lu Yeming retracted his hands silently and spoke. “Come in.”

Fan Men pushed open the door and walked in. Lu Yeming looked back at Tang Mo’er. “Elder Sis, where did you get this dress from?”

Tang Mo’er looked at him in confusion. “Wasn’t this the dress you prepared for me?”

Lu Yeming’s deep eyes flashed sharply as he threw a glance at Fan Men.

Fan Men retreated.

…

Ah Xiao put on the pearl-embroidered princess dress. She had a similar figure to Tang Mo’er, except for the fact that Tang Mo’er had a slimmer waist and more curves.

Tang Mo’er was currently 26 years old, and it would be entirely appropriate to call her a ‘young mature lady’ or a ‘young lady’. Every woman had a different kind of beauty depending on which stage of their lives they were in. Tang Mo’er’s beauty now was soft and delicate and all her smiles were extremely charming.

This was something Ah Xiao could never attain.

“Pull the zipper up for me right now!”

Ah Xiao was sucking her breath in with every ounce of life she had while two maids finally succeeded in pulling the zipper up behind her.

“Wah, Consort, you’re so beautiful.” the maids said as they gazed in wonder at her.

Ah Xiao spun herself around twice in the mirror. The layers of chiffon swayed dreamily while the beautiful pearls emphasized her beauty even more. Even she was mesmerized by herself.

This princess dress really was too beautiful. The West Duke was definitely going to be enchanted by her later.

At this moment, with a loud band, the door was kicked open and two black-clad men rushed in, grabbing hold of Ah Xiao.

Ah Xiao turned pale. “What are you doing? I’m the West Duke’s consort, how dare you be so rude to me? Let me go at once!”

At this moment Fan Men appeared at the door. “Miss Ah Xiao, Master has requested for you.”