Five minutes later...

A quarter of an hour later...

Twenty minutes later...

The wooden door of the bedroom was finally opened from the inside, and Ye Huairan poked half of her face out of the crack in the door. There were fine beads of sweat on her smooth forehead, and her cheeks were a light pink.

The maid guarding the door heard the knock on the door, looked up, and met her somewhat embarrassed gaze.

Ye Huaairan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, pouted her pink lips and asked her for help: "Sister, these clothes are so complicated. I don't seem to know how to wear them."

Seeing her helpless yet cute expression, the maid walked over with a smile on her face and said, "Miss, just call me Bi Xian."

"Sister Bi Xian, please come in quickly and help me." Ye Huaairan just entered the bedroom and spread the clothes on the bed. She was stunned when she saw it. The crimson brocade robe covering the quilt was as dazzling as an ancient wedding dress.

, she was very excited to see it.

But she studied the clothes for a long time and didn't know how to stuff herself into them.

"Yes." Bi Xian took a pure white tunic from the tray and a belt, and then pushed the door open. She walked to the bed and arranged the crimson robe, and skillfully helped her put the clothes together.

Put it on layer by layer, and finally tie the belt.

"Okay." After putting on her clothes, Bi Xian took two steps back, looked at her carefully for a while, and then said in admiration, "Miss, you are so beautiful!"

"Really? Let's take a look!" This was the first time for Ye Huairan to put on such a grand and gorgeous dress. She was still a little expecting in her heart. She stretched out her hand to lift the long hem of clothes behind her and ran to the dressing table to take a photo.

Mirror.

But the round bronze mirror was not only small, but also not as clear as the mirror she usually used at home. The surface of the bronze mirror reflected a dim color, and Ye Huaairan could only barely make out the outline of her facial features and the skirt she was wearing.

Not visible at all.

"Why can't you see it?" She raised the mirror and looked left and right. After looking at it for a long time, she still couldn't see what she looked like in this robe. "Isn't Ye Dao a little older and clearer?

A little mirror?”

Bi Xian showed a somewhat troubled look on his face, lowered his head and replied: "Miss, the things used in your room are already the best on the island."

"No way?" Ye Huairan's pretty face suddenly fell, and she frowned bitterly in disbelief, "Is this kind of mirror that can't even see a person's face clearly considered the best?"

"Yes, miss." Bi Xian nodded.

If she continues to live in Ye Dao and looks at this kind of copper mirror every day when she wakes up, she will probably forget what she looks like before long, right?

The more Ye Huairan thought about it, the more she felt that her future life would be really worrying. In the long years, without mentioning computers and televisions, she would not even be able to see her own appearance!

What kind of messy life would that be? There is no girl who does not love beauty, and there is no one who does not like to look in the mirror. If she can only face such a bronze mirror in the future, she thinks she will definitely go crazy.

Ye Huairan envisioned a future life without mirrors in her mind. She inadvertently glanced at her cell phone placed beside her pillow, and her thoughts moved.

Since she brought enough power bank, her mobile phone still has power.
Chapter completed!