That day, at the Heavenly Capital Royal Palace.
In an elegantly furnished hall, Spirit Contract was discussing with Lingsi the matter of traveling to the Thousand Mountains Great Continent to ask the Mirage Dragon for a marriage.
Lingsi had never paid much attention to clothes and accessories before.
Whenever the Princess of the Sea Kingdom traveled, a host of maids attended to everything, from her hairpin to her robes. Every detail was impeccable, and she never had to trouble herself over any of it.
But this time was different.
First, she would be meeting the Mirage Lord; second, she would be seeing Brother Song Yan.
"Father, when I go, would I look better in this, or in this-"
The maids of the Diren Tribe had prepared enough gauzy gowns and cloudlike robes to fill the room.
Watery blue, moon white-every piece was extraordinary.
Lingsi selected two outfits, held them up, and asked Ling Jia.
"Ah, well-both look lovely." Ling Jia smiled gently at his daughter.
"No! You pick."
"Then-then this one."
"This one? Hmm-then I'll choose this instead."
Looking at the outfit her father had chosen, Lingsi found it less satisfactory the longer she looked, so she simply ruled it out.
In the end, she chose the other one.
"Heh." Ling Jia was not annoyed, merely smiling helplessly.
She really is like you, Xingxing.
Sisi is so much like you.
Ling Jia watched his daughter pick through the roomful of splendid clothes. The earnestness and innocent charm in her expression gradually overlapped with the person in his memories.
Once upon a time, Ling Xing had been just the same. Over a single outfit, she would stand before the mirror for half a day, insisting on asking his opinion of herself from head to toe before she would stop.
"Father, what