Feng Xiao did not marry, so there were no women in the East Palace, and the only one who often came to play was his sister, Feng Huang. The first time I saw Feng Huang I was stunned, thinking that I had seen a fairy from the heavens. Feng Xiao stood gently by Feng Huang's side, picking petals off her shoulders, and the two of them stood in the garden, like immortals from another world.
Feng Huang was about the same age as me, but her noble gestures were natural and innate. Seeing that I was looking at her, she didn't get angry. Instead, she nodded and gave a slight smile. That smile made me forget that I was sweeping the floor, and I stood there foolishly.
"Brother, you hired child labor! You can't bear to let such a little girl work. If Mother finds out, she will scold you!" Feng Huang's voice was as soft as a butterfly in the wind, and as she walked towards me, my breath caught.
