C882 The Ceremony

After speaking, Wen Mian glanced at the crown, her thoughts drifting away.

"When I grow up, I want to be a princess, a fairy!" declared seven-year-old Wen Mian, draping a curtain over her shoulders like a flowing gown, her head held high.

Standing beside her were Mo Qian and Gu Zhijian, both around her age, their young faces lit up with smiles.

"What kind of little princess do you want to be