As the late spring season arrived, the winds carried a warmth with them.
Anning had a rocking chair set up in the courtyard.
She lay on the rocking chair, watching the pomegranate flowers blooming brightly in the courtyard.
Not far from her, a woman with a seductive figure but an especially innocent face stood reservedly, timidly observing Anning.
Anning smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid."
The woman slightly bowed: "Ruyan greets Madam."
Anning nodded her head and, with the help of a maid, stood up. She circled Ruyan twice: "Not bad, but the name Ruyan can no longer be used; it carries too much of the dust of the world."
Ruyan obediently responded: "Madam speaks rightly."
Anning thought for a moment: "Let's call you Ruyu."
"Ruyu thanks Madam for the bestowed name."
Ruyu was really well-behaved and looked exceptionally compliant.
