If you don't like the official characters in movies and TV shows, don't read it. Please forgive me if it deviates a little from the plot later in the writing. When Ning Xiyan, who is a god, becomes the heroine, will she still be a heartless and desireless god? Will she help everyone in Laojiumen? Everything is a mystery.
The cloak she wore was just like the gorgeous clouds on the horizon. Its texture was soft, as if it was woven from the finest clouds and mist. Caressed by the breeze, the cloak fluttered and rolled freely, as if it had a life of its own. The carefully embroidered silver thread on the edge of the cloak shone with tiny and bright light under the gentle caress of the faint morning light, just like the bright diamonds accidentally scattered on the Milky Way. Every flickering was dazzling and charming, making people unable to take their eyes away.
The woman moved lightly, taking every step with great care, as if she was afraid that her steps would disturb this peaceful and peaceful world. Her steps were as light as feathers falling, and there was almost no sound. As she walked, the cloak lifted up slightly with her movements, as if being gently moved by a pair of invisible, poetic hands. As a result, the off-white cheongsam underneath loomed inadvertently, like a fairy mountain pavilion that appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, arousing people's imagination.
The tailoring of this cheongsam is ingenious and perfect, as if it was tailor-made for her. It perfectly outlines her exquisite and graceful lines. The delicate brocade exudes a soft and warm luster, just like the quiet moonlight pouring unreservedly on it. Every movement of light and shadow tells elegance and nobility. At the neckline and cuffs, the exquisite buttons are like the white magnolia blooming quietly in spring, white, flawless and elegant.
