The Cornflower Witch

Chapter 46: Sunflower Field

Using specially prepared warm noodle broth to wash her hair, the fine black powder attached to it gradually faded away, restoring its original flawless snow-white silver color.

While helping Sylutia wash and comb her hair, Talier spoke enviously: "Tia's hair quality is so good, always so smooth and straight."

She touched her own wavy chestnut hair, feeling a bit discouraged, but she was still very happy to see Sylutia in her silver-haired form today.

The girl and Talier spent over an hour completely washing and combing the hair, restoring it to its original silver-snow color. Afterwards, Sylutia took another bath with hot water, washing her entire body.

Changing into the simple white yet exquisitely detailed dress she wore when she first arrived, Sylutia stood in front of the mirror examining herself, occasionally turning around, her smooth hair gently floating up.

She still needed to use a hairband to slightly restrain it, otherwise it would be too messy, she thought to herself.

Once again picking up the blue-white hairband embroidered with cornflower patterns, she gathered the hair on both sides of her ears to meet at the back of her head, then tied it neatly with the clean hairband, forming a cute bow. (Reference: Similar to Euphyllia Magenta's hairstyle from "The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady")

The hanging silver-snow hair strands and the hairband complemented each other as she walked, swaying and floating with a unique beauty.

Speaking of which, this outfit from when she first woke up wasn't particularly luxurious, but it had a light elegance that never grew tiresome, as if after continuously selecting among countless flowers, she ultimately chose the simple, elegant flower she first saw, possessing a beauty that was difficult to surpass and forget.

After combing her hair and arranging her dress, she put on clean white socks again, stepped into the well-fitting leather shoes, fastened the small white bow straps, and stood up, gently turning her body in front of the mirror to check her appearance."Wow, it's like you've completely become a different person." Talier clasped her hands, unable to contain her surprise and delight.

Although Sylutia had silver hair before, she always kept it hidden, never blooming with such complete charm as today.

"I feel like if I said Tia was a princess from a foreign country, most people would believe it." Talier circled around the girl several times, increasingly convinced this made sense.

"Things like princess... if it can't be explained clearly, it would just be trouble." The girl slightly shook her head, but she rotated her shoe tips slightly, familiarizing herself with this long-lost comfort, feeling as if a long time had passed.

Even though it had only been two or three months, it felt like she had experienced so much time.

But today she could indeed relax to her heart's content.

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In the afternoon, peaceful sunlight shone on the streets of the western district. Under the lush tree shadows, a carriage slowly moved forward, the painted teak body reflecting specks of light in the scattered sunlight.

Sitting inside the carriage, Sylutia crossed her hands, lightly resting them on her knees in front of her. At this moment, her eyes were gently closed, with occasional faint light passing through the curtain gaps, falling on her graceful snow-white neck and cheeks.

"We've arrived, miss."

The wheels gradually stopped turning, and the coachman used as proper a voice as possible to remind the girl in the carriage.

Although he didn't know this girl's identity, from the moment he received the commission and saw her today, he felt she must be someone of considerable status, so he was particularly careful and meticulous. He personally brushed the carriage horse and carefully drove it to maintain a smooth speed.

"Thank you, please wait a moment." She softly replied.

Then the carriage door opened, she lightly lifted her skirt and stepped down, while Talier followed behind her holding the glass-covered potted plant concealed with black cloth.

Looking up at this sizable mansion, through the iron railings, the two could see the front garden and lawn inside the courtyard, which was very quiet at the moment.

Arriving at the main gate, Sylutia gently shook the hanging bell, producing clear, melodious chimes.

Soon after, a maid in black and white uniform emerged from the side door and came to the main gate.

"Do you have a visiting card?" She placed her hands folded on her apron, with proper manners, possessing more grace than some nobles.

"Yes, I do." Sylutia took out the visiting card she carried with her, which contained Scholar Hyde's recommendation and the note from when Mareen borrowed the book previously.

After receiving it, the maid opened the visiting card, examined it for a while, slightly nodded, then looked at the potted plant Talier was holding behind Sylutia.

"I'll open the gate for you to come in. As for the carriage, please have him wait outside the mansion."

"Yes." Sylutia nodded, then gave instructions to the coachman.

Afterwards, she stepped into the quiet mansion courtyard, following the maid ahead as she walked inward.

For some reason, looking at this maid ahead of her, she felt a strange familiarity. It wasn't that she knew this maid, but rather she felt an odd familiarity with the maid uniform, as if there were many similar figures in her previous life.

Unfortunately, she couldn't recall more memories for now. She and Talier came to wait in the front door living room, where the maid brought Sylutia warm black tea.

"Please wait here for a while, don't wander around. I'll go inform the lady."

"Yes." She nodded again, watching the maid leave.

Sitting on the luxurious silk sofa embroidered with gold, Sylutia looked around. Every decoration here was exquisite and elegant, revealing an expensive atmosphere. Even the walls were covered with gold-thread-embroidered wallpaper, and the enamel porcelain on the tables were all exceptionally exquisite.

Just as Scholar Hyde had said, this Lady Franne had a very special status. She wondered how Mareen had met her and borrowed the book for her initially.

Just as the two were examining their surroundings, the young maid returned again. She told Sylutia: "The lady has agreed to see you. Please carry the flowerpot yourself to the backyard."

"As for the attendant who came with you, please stay here and rest for a while." She slightly gestured to Talier.

"Eh, I don't need to follow?" Talier was somewhat surprised, but still handed the potted plant to Sylutia.

Holding the glass-covered potted plant with both hands, Sylutia followed the maid toward the mansion's backyard.

Passing through the long corridor inside the mansion and turning two corners, she emerged from the front western-style building and was submerged in a sea of bright yellow flowers.

Under the gentle breeze and blue sky, countless tall sunflowers bloomed, their large flower heads facing the sun, with pale yellow and light golden petals tightly arranged, possessing a beauty of proud, blazing beauty in the sunlight.

And these sunflowers were not ordinary mundane plants, but entirely 'First Tier·Blazing Sun' supernatural plants. In the most intensely bright area of this flower sea, there was even a patch of 'Second Tier·Blazing Sun' sunflowers.

Walking through this pale yellow sea of flowers, Sylutia felt countless joyful, overflowing Blazing Sun thermal energies dispersing, gradually filling her body with vitality and dispelling fatigue.

The deeper she went inward, the more obvious this overflowing Blazing Sun warmth became, even distorting the air slightly. When she reached the innermost area and looked up, Sylutia discovered the sky above had taken on a faint golden hue, exceptionally radiant and beautiful.

At this moment, she finally saw the figure holding a white western-style parasol, standing in the sea of flowers.

The luxurious parasol was surrounded by draped silk, adorned with tender yellow bow knots, while the parasol rib tips were wrapped and decorated with pearls.

Under the parasol was a figure with her back to Sylutia. She was slightly tall, wearing a pure white and gold interwoven formal dress. Outside the fluffy hoop skirt were layers of skirt decorated with light yellow floral ornaments, slightly swaying in the breeze, forming an elegant curve with the other's posture.

As if aware of Sylutia's arrival, the other person lightly rotated the parasol and turned around.

She had light blue eyes, with some golden hair strands hanging by her cheeks, her graceful figure unforgettable.

"You must be the little Tia that Mareen and Hyde mentioned, right?"

"You look like a child people would naturally like."

She smilingly lifted her finger lightly, as numerous sunflower petals floated toward the sky in the breeze, filling the girl's vision.

So bright, and so pure.