Wanyan Ningzi took off the cloak she was wearing on the outside, and the entire great hall instantly buzzed with murmurs.
Because under Wanyan Ningzi's cloak she was wearing a dance costume: a close-fitting red short top that bared her midriff, and low-waisted, tight red flared pants.
Yang Ruxin couldn't help letting out a whistle. Don't be fooled by how young this girl is—her figure is really something. Those two huge breasts looked like they were about to burst through that little top, and since it was low-cut as well, a deep cleavage was on full display. Anyone with a bit less self-control would probably get a nosebleed.
Further down was a tender, pale, slender waist, wrapped with a silver chain, on which a few Silver Bells were tied, chiming softly.
Princess Ningzi also took off her shoes, then stood barefoot on the carpet, her little white feet bare, silver bells fastened around her ankles as well.
The whole getup was just too visually impactful.
