Deep within the Lingyun Pavilion, a gorgeously crafted pavilion lay hidden amidst a bamboo grove, its golden filigree embellishing the eaves, with precious gemstones embedded between, exuding an air of classical luxury.
On the second floor of the pavilion, in a private room, a stunning young woman stood by the window.
The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, draped in a luxurious fox-fur cloak. Her complexion outshone snow, her legs were long and graceful, and the golden sunset cascading over her framed her exquisite curves, rendering her profile dreamlike and enchanting in its sheer beauty.
Rustle...
The gentle breeze brushed through the bamboo forest, producing a soft rustling sound as a blue silhouette flitted across the thickets.
In the next moment.
A maid in a blue gown appeared in the private room, bowing slightly to the woman by the window. "Miss."
The woman by the window turned—unexpectedly, it was Luo Yao, whom few had seen in recent days.
