The girls in the yard had completely changed; those who were just wearing black women's suits had suddenly transformed into Tang Dynasty beauties.
Each of them wore different Tang attire, vibrant in color, like peonies in full bloom.
"How about it?"
Zhao Hu had anticipated Zhang Xiaowei's surprised expression and asked proudly.
Zhang Xiaowei widened his eyes, utterly stunned by the scene before him.
After a while, he finally came to and said, "It's really beautiful."
Hearing Zhang Xiaowei's praise made the girls in front of him even more bashful.
They were wearing Tang Dynasty women's clothing, which itself was very open.
The fair skin beneath their necks was incredibly alluring, coupled with their shy expressions, making it truly irresistible.
"Little Hu, I never saw it coming that you'd actually have such brains!"
Zhang Xiaowei was genuinely astonished.
He had never thought of having the villagers dress in Tang attire and pose as ancient figures.
