I woke up as the Villainous Empress

After the banquet ended, Yang Ning hurriedly returned to her chamber with Xiaowei, excitement bubbling inside her as she got ready for the Spring Festival Carnival. It was finally time for some fun and adventure.

She would be attending the carnival for the first time after coming to this world, and that too after her relationship with Zheng Liang had reached a new level. Her heart was filled with excitement, and she wanted to look her best to make Zheng Liang fall for her all over again.

That night, he had spoiled her surprise by tearing apart the beautiful nightgown she had spent weeks preparing. This time, she was determined to make him burn with desire and assert her dominance in their relationship.

If he was the fire, she would be the oil, igniting his passion even further.

With the help of Xiaowei, Yang Ning slipped into a pastel blue gown that resembled the serene expanse of a tranquil sky at dawn. Tiny, shimmering crystals adorned the fabric, resembling a sprinkling of stardust, casting an ethereal glow. The gown flowed gracefully down her figure, accentuating her slender frame.

A blue and white overrobe adorned her delicate shoulders, resembling the gentle embrace of a serene cloud. The overrobe's fabric had the softness of a morning mist, creating a sense of purity and freshness. Delicate flowers, intricately embroidered in various shades of golden threads, adorned the sleeves.

These petals seemed to dance on the soft, translucent material, resembling butterflies fluttering about.

As she stood there, she was a vision of youthful elegance, akin to a fairy emerging from the pages of an ancient tale. Her attire was a breathtaking embodiment of grace and beauty, capturing the essence of a blossoming spring morning and making her presence a marvel to behold.

Xiaowei meticulously styled Yang Ning's hair, creating an elegant masterpiece. She braided the front sections of her hair on both sides, weaving them with precision. These braids were then gathered at the back of Yang Ning's head and secured with a delicate golden phoenix hair clip, a symbol of grace and beauty.

The rest of Yang Ning's hair flowed like a midnight river, cascading in long, silky waves. It gleamed like strands of pure obsidian under the soft glow of the room, a testament to its lustrous beauty. The combination of the braided sections and the flowing waves created a striking contrast, enhancing her allure and making her look like a celestial being ready to grace the Spring Festival Carnival.

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With gentle and skilled hands, Xiaowei expertly applied cosmetics to enhance Yang Ning's natural beauty. She carefully coated Yang Ning's lips with a delicate rose-tinted paste, giving them a subtle, alluring flush. Next, she dabbed Yang Ning's cheeks with rose powder, imparting a healthy, rosy glow to her complexion.

To complete the look, Xiaowei used a fine face powder crafted from natural ingredients, ensuring that Yang Ning's face had a radiant and flawless appearance. The cosmetics enhanced Yang Ning's features while maintaining an air of grace and elegance, perfect for her debut at the Spring Festival Carnival.

As Xiaowei put the finishing touches on Yang Ning's appearance, she couldn't help but be amazed by the transformation before her. She gazed at Yang Ning's reflection in the mirror and let out a delighted gasp.

"Your Highness, this dress looks absolutely stunning on you," Xiaowei exclaimed with genuine admiration. "I am certain there isn't a woman in the entire Empire who possesses a gown as exquisite as yours. You look truly enchanting."

Yang Ning, seated before the mirror table, couldn't help but beam with pride in response to Xiaowei's admiring words.

"Of course," she said, her voice laced with confidence. "I was the one who designed it, after all. It had to be out of this world." She welcomed the compliments with grace, her satisfaction evident in her smile.

Yet, beneath her self-assured exterior, Yang Ning couldn't help but reflect on the irony of her situation. "Because I am out of this world," she murmured to herself with a sigh, a reminder of her unique circumstances and the stark contrast between her past and present lives.

In her previous life, dressing up had never been a top priority. She had faced a choice between allocating her precious time to intense training or indulging in shopping and fashion. Her unwavering dedication to her training regimen had always won out over social engagements, leaving her with limited time for personal indulgences.

However, her life in this new world had granted her the opportunity and leisure to explore the realm of fashion. With fewer responsibilities and more time spent within the confines of her chamber, she had discovered a newfound passion for clothing and accessories. Experimenting with different styles, she had come to enjoy the art of designing her dresses.

Having hailed from the modern world, her unique perspective allowed her to effortlessly blend elements of both contemporary and historical fashion, resulting in creations that left even the skilled royal seamstresses astonished. Yang Ning's innovative ideas had pushed the boundaries of traditional fashion, producing stunning garments that had taken even their creator by surprise.

Xiaowei nodded in agreement with Yang Ning's statement, her hands skillfully adorning Yang Ning with matching ornaments that complemented her enchanting attire. She couldn't help but tease, "Tonight, you look so incredibly beautiful. I am certain His Highness won't be able to resist falling for you all over again.

He might find it impossible to control himself tonight." Her voice held a playful lilt as she shared her mischievous thoughts.

Yang Ning couldn't help but smile shyly at Xiaowei's words. With a touch of arrogance, she quipped, "Well, of course he will. Who could possibly resist falling for such a stunning beauty?" Her laughter followed her self-praising comment, as the two shared a lighthearted moment, reveling in the excitement of the evening ahead.

Xiaowei's smile brightened as she observed her lady smiling and laughing so freely. In the past, Yang Ning's low confidence and timidity would have prevented her from making such self-praising comments. However, seeing this transformation in her lady was a beautiful sight, one that Xiaowei cherished.

The change in Yang Ning had been noticeable, especially after her fever at the Yang household. She was no longer the indifferent, timid, and obedient girl who had once followed every command of Lord Yang Luoyang. This transformation had not only saved Yang Ning from the torment of the Yang Luoyang and the Mistress but had also brought immeasurable happiness to Xiaowei as her personal maid.

As someone who had witnessed Yang Ning's suffering since childhood, Xiaowei couldn't be happier to see her lady's newfound confidence and spirit. It was a welcome change, and she hoped to see more of it in the days to come.

While Yang Ning and Xiaowei were happily chatting and getting ready, a maid suddenly appeared and greeted Yang Ning before delivering a message, "Your Highness, His Highness has sent a message for you. The carriages are ready, and he is waiting for you at the backside gate of the Dragon Pavilion."

Since it wasn't an official visit outside the palace, and they were going in disguise as nobles and not the Crown Prince and Princess, Zheng Liang had suggested leaving from the back gate of the Dragon Pavilion, which led to the central market. It would require a slight detour, but it was a more discreet option than drawing attention to their outing by leaving from the main gate of the palace.

Yang Ning glanced at the maid with a smile and replied, "Alright." She then checked her reflection in the mirror one last time before standing up. Playfully, she slapped Xiaowei on the arm and said, "Xiaowei, let's go. It's time to have some fun!" Her grin was infectious, and her excitement was palpable.

Xiaowei returned the smile but couldn't help but offer a word of caution. "Your Highness, it's wonderful that you're excited, but please remember that you're the Crown Princess. Avoid laughing loudly in the market, refrain from eating with your mouth open, and don't speak while eating. Also, when holding your skirt, do so gracefully, and remember to act like a noblewoman.

You're going in disguise, after all."

Yang Ning, seemingly irritated by the advice, shook her head and continued walking ahead. "I'm not listening to you. Just come along if you don't want to be late. Otherwise, I'm going alone."

As Yang Ning's excitement bubbled over, Xiaowei couldn't help but smile, though she harbored concerns. She sighed softly and shook her head, whispering to herself, "I hope nothing goes wrong tonight." After taking a deep breath, she followed Yang Ning for their trip to the Spring Festival Carnival.

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