"Miss Jian!" The maid called out.
Jian Qing replied, "Lead the way."
"Please follow me." The maid gestured with her hand.
Jian Qing walked slowly, following the maid out of the side door.
Once outside, the temperature dropped sharply.
Jian Qing tucked her hands into her pockets, looking at the red figure not far away, and couldn't help but smirk.
Standing outside in the cold winter wind, especially in a dress made of only a few pieces of cloth, weren't they cold?
Or maybe she was just more sensitive to the cold.
Upon hearing footsteps, the seductive figure turned around.
"You can leave now."
"Yes, Princess!"
The maid retreated, leaving only Jian Qing and Lola.
Lola looked Jian Qing up and down, a hint of mockery in her eyes. "Commoners are always commoners, attending a banquet in a sweater, truly without any taste."
