It was early spring, and while March had arrived in Jinzhou, the weather remained fickle between warmth and cold.,Today, Yaoniang wore a peach-red pleated peony flower robe with embroidered silk in twelve shades of pink. She adorned her hair with a slanted bun, topped with a golden phoenix hairpin encrusted with red jewels. 。This milk tea is expertly made, the dangling butterflies are so delicate you can barely see their tiny wings fluttering, as if they were alive. 。The butterfly's mouth was set with a ruby. The ruby wasn't very large, but its brilliance was extraordinary, captivating the heart... 。Her younger sister occasionally reached out with her slender white hand to touch the swing. The luxurious gold accented by the extremely vibrant red, coupled with her black hair and crimson eyes, made for a truly captivating picture. 。Hui Niang is not a man, seeing her heart melts. 。,I suppose I have some standing in this area, otherwise they wouldn't come here today. 。Ke Hui knew her younger sister was different from the others, she wasn't a perfect servant attending to the master. 。Although the king's son did not seem to care at the moment, who knows if he would mind later, or if he would find out and feel resentment in his heart, leading to his sister being neglected That would be terrible. 。。