Qing Yue blinked and blinked again. She could not believe the person before her eyes was her young mistress. Where had her delicate and pretty young mistress gone?

She turned to look at Yujie as if she was waiting for an explanation.

Yujie smiled at her helplessly and interrupted her delusion, saying, "This is the young mistress!"

"Miss, why are you... you taking things too hard... if you are clueless about how to dress up, let, let your servant ...