"What is this thing? Let me see, what good stuff can come from a small barbarian country like the Western Regions?" Lu Ying'er exhaled, pointing at her servant and ordering.
Yun Shang did not retort, and with both hands offered the mirror. Lu Ying'er's personal maid came forward to take it, turning around to hand it to her as she sat on horseback.
The first time Yun Shang saw the young mistress playing with the mirror at home, she was startled. How could such a precious thing be given to a child to play with so casually? If it got bumped, it would be heartbreaking. Glassware like this is the least resistant to being dropped.
But her own mistress appeared completely indifferent, casually saying it was a little trinket given by her senior brother in childhood, nothing critical, and she even had several more hidden away.
