Right now her outfit was just the everyday attire of a noble lady in the court: black hair with a single gilded golden step shake stuck in at an angle, casually done up in a "Gazing-at-the-Immortals" bun, a pomegranate-red pleated skirt trailing to the floor, a gilded belt at her waist barely covering those round, perky, perfectly contoured curves. A moon-white gauze night-robe draped over her shoulders, hazy and half‑see‑through, made that full figure and natural seductiveness stand out even more.
Of course, this kind of heavenly beauty would be a goddess descended to the mortal world among common folk, but compared to the eight devastatingly gorgeous Divinity Transformation Outer Pill immortal maids guarding her side in palace dress, she was at best just "decent enough."
