After entering the room, Wen Shiqing took out the simple garments she had retrieved from her second sister’s room. Since she intended to disguise herself as a woman, she naturally had to start as a man and then dress the part. She donned a plain-colored long gown belonging to Wen Shuyu, pulled her hair into a simple bun, and secured it with a single, unadorned silver hairpin. Having been raised as a boy since childhood, she had no pierced ears, yet the image reflected in the mirror felt entirely natural. Her eyebrows were like distant hills, her skin was fair and delicate, and the crimson tear mole beneath her eye added a touch of unique charm. After all, she was a woman. This was her first time wearing women’s clothing in twenty years, and she found it quite novel.
Wen Shiqing looked at her reflection once more, lifting a hand to gently smooth the stray hairs at her temples. "Tsk, tsk, tsk—how am I so beautiful?"
As she admired herself in private, a light knock sounded at the door. "Guest, the tea and snacks you ordered have arrived," came the innkeeper’s voice, thick with a touch of guilelessness.
Chapter 57