Qin Jun walked all the way in.
He happened to bump into a woman being helped down the spiral staircase, looking just like Cui Jiangjing, who would have marveled that despite his vast experience with women, he'd never seen anyone so beautiful.
"Madame, please take it slow."
The woman descending the stairs had skin white as snow, and a complexion like condensed cream. Her features were so delicate that no imperfection could be found, and her dark hair was carelessly pinned up at the back. Her appearance showed no signs of her age, but her experienced eyes betrayed the years, deep and lustrous as gems.
She looked about Lin Zhiya's age, but even better maintained! Wearing the Magnolia Cheongsam, she resembled a blossoming flower fitting perfectly. The only discordant feature was her pale complexion, her brows faintly tinged with melancholy, like the clouds in the sky that could never be completely blown away.
