The water mirror rippled with waves, as if there was something obscure yet bright in the swirls, exuding a warm aura that made the girl within the mirror appear so beautiful.
Zhu Pingniang quietly looked at the water mirror, motionless, the pendant by her ear ceased to sway.
She had seen Miss Yun often before and knew she was beautiful, yet she never imagined that she could be so stunning.
Was it because she had wiped off all her makeup today?
Without the luxurious clothing, without the elaborate embroidery to cover her, people could focus entirely on Yun Qian's own charm.
Zhu Pingniang stared blankly at Yun Qian.
That charm wasn't breathtaking, but was captivating enough, akin to the comfort of a winter hearth.
Zhu Pingniang lowered her head, took another look at the embroidered golden patterns on her attire, silently pulling out the delicate golden hairpin from her head, letting her hair cascade down.
"Sister, why did you suddenly do that?"
