Lin Jiaojiao hurried out with her slender hands lifting her skirt. The first impression she gave was like those charming, lovely peach blossoms on the mountains in spring, so bright and sweet that one couldn't take their eyes off her.
Especially that innocent smile, it touched the heart.
"Jiaojiao, I missed you so much!" Lin Qingzhou wanted to hug and twirl his little sister like they used to, but now that she was married, he thought better of it.
Instead, he withdrew his outstretched hand, his excitement fading. He stepped back half a step, and bowed respectfully, "Commoner Lin Qingzhou pays his respects to the Regent King's Consort."
Seeing her well-behaved elder brother, Lin Jiaojiao couldn't help but laugh, "When did my second elder brother become so well-behaved? Did you get 'hit' by my eldest brother again?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she noticed a man beside him, a man in white. Wasn't this the "laughing king" Yan Xuan from the Capital?
