The door was pushed open, and a woman appeared before everyone's eyes, wearing a dark purple jacket and skirt and a Ruyi hairpin adorned with flowers and birds in her hair.
With willow-like eyebrows and peach blossom eyes, a tear mole at the corner of her eye, and a small cherry mouth on an oval face, her peach blossom eyes, which should have been quite beautiful, were somewhat sharp and disdainful when looking at others, and her appearance...
She was a beauty, but one with a fate as fragile as paper despite her high aspirations.
Qin Liuxi glanced over her lower belly, her expression somewhat inscrutable. Taking a sip of tea, she paused, her gaze returning to the woman's face, which seemed somewhat familiar.
