The simple Western-style staircase seemed to lead directly to a grand hall.
Her hair was simply pinned up with a gold hairpin, and she wore no makeup, but that did not detract from the effect of the ensemble at all.
In this quiet setting, Jiang Lingxi approached Shen Yunqing and smiled as she called out, "Shen Qing."
Shen Yunqing was genuinely stunned for several seconds before raising his hand to grasp the hand extended towards him from beneath the resplendent wide sleeve.
Carl braced himself on a tall green plant nearby, his mouth slightly agape, until he saw the two of them holding hands, finally bringing himself back from the overwhelming shock he had just experienced.
This Dragon Robe, which his grandfather cherished most, had naturally already been admired by him, the most favored grandson.
More than once, in fact.
