C159 It's a Little Bit like My Color

Cang Ling took her seat.

It was Bai Zhi's turn. This time, her work was a long jacket at the beginning of the late Qing dynasty, which was even older than Meng Ke's qipao. There was a black dragon tattoo embroidered on the dark blue ground, and with Bai Zhi's cold and noble face, Cang Ling seemed to see the spirit of the last monarch when he was young