Shu Qianqian stepped into the dark room. Every movement she made was graceful, with perfect posture and an elegance befitting her station as a noble lady. Her footsteps were so light, even the barest whisper of them could not be heard. The subtle rattle of the jingling jewels attached to her hairpin was the only indication to her timely arrival.
She was dressed extravagantly in an embroidered yellow gown, patterned with shimmering blue butterflies, and a soft looking fur shawl covered her narrow shoulders. Her exquisite countenance appeared as though she had barely aged a day since she had first arrived.
Captain Liang's gaze fixed upon Shu Qianqian, staring at her with barely concealed resentment. Her mouth filled up once more with a bitter taste.
"Bring the screen panel over here!" Captain Liang swiftly ordered the nearby maidservant to move the wood panel in front of her, setting it directly between Shu Qianqian and herself.
"Leave."
