Ma Nao's hands were indeed skillful. She first picked a lock of Wufu's black hair and braided it, bound it with a hair cord decked with pearls, then swiftly coiled it into a small bun, inserting the Peach Blossom Hairpin that Wufu usually used. The braid was then wrapped around to the back of the bun, from which a string of crystal gemstones hung, appearing both elegant and playful.
Next, she helped her change into a blue dress adorned with a few embroidered roses and put on the embroidered shoes with pearl-dotted uppers. Thus, a bright and poised young girl stood before them.
"Not bad." Wufu glanced and praised Ma Nao, "Your hands are quite skillful. Have you studied this?"
Ma Nao immediately replied, "My mother could do hair; she taught me. Later, on..." Her eyes darkened.
