The palaces within this royal garden were adorned with painted beams and carved pillars, shining with a splendor of gold and jade. Lakes, springs, pavilions, terraces, palaces, forests, pavilions, bridges, and verandas all enriched the exquisitely beautiful scenery.
In one of the palaces, Zhao Lin'er, clad in white, appeared unearthly and captivating like a clean moon. A gentle smile played on her face as she watched Xiao Chen attentively.
Xiao Chen looked puzzled and asked, "What are you talking about, Saintess?"
Zhao Lin'er moved gracefully, her pure white dress skimming the jade stone floor as if a drifting ribbon of snow. Her unparalleled looks wore a faint smile as she said, "I'm calling you by your real name. Can't you understand?"
