Ming Lan walked in from outside the palatial garden with a group of servants and eunuchs behind him. Once he stepped over the threshold with his exquisite and clean boots, they stood in the porch of Weiyan Chamber with their hands and eyebrows down, waiting quietly.
Ming Lan raised his eyes, just to see Gu Yunjin, who was grinning, walked to him quickly.
She wore her hair in a gorgeous and flamboyant bun, and her hairpin was ringed with pearls, all of which were matched appropriately.
She was wearing a pleated skirt of thin silk with light floral patterns on it, and the center of front with embroidered magnolia blossoms on it revealed her slender neck and delicate collarbone.
Her eyes were shining. Her clear and watery eyes which looked into Ming Lan's seemed to be suppressing some unexplained excitement.
Gu Yunjin raised her hand and held Ming Lan's right arm lightly. She led him forward, saying coquettishly.
