The door opened, and a tall woman stepped inside, a tray in her hand with a cup of tea. Her figure was incredibly well-proportioned, and the long pale blue hair that cascaded down her tall frame made her look striking. The same blue in her eyes shone with a gentle light. She might not have been the most beautiful, but there was an elegance about her that was intoxicating, like a pure lily quietly emanating its fragrance.
Cai Yan moved with a delicate grace, slowly approaching Yan Yun. She set down the tray and handed the tea to Yan Yun, smiling softly, "Rituals must not be neglected, how could I not knock? Although Your Highness dotes on me, I must not overstep."
