Liu Mianmian looked towards the old woman and saw that she looked withered, her skin covered in layers of wrinkles, and her whole frame was both thin and small.
She lacked the immortal air and distinguished presence of a Divine Doctor.
Moreover, she had a pair of narrow, triangular eyes, with more whites than irises, always seeming to be rolling her eyes at people, which gave others a chilling and horrifying feeling.
Being called upon now, the old woman stood up and saluted Liu Mianmian: "Your humble servant has seen Princess Consort Liu!"
Liu Mianmian smiled: "Doctor Li need not be so formal, thank you for your efforts."
Since we are both women, there is no need for the cumbersome procedure of covering with a handkerchief.
The old woman reached directly for Liu Mianmian's wrist.
