Pan Yue was, if anything, living a better life than the legends suggested. She didn't at all resemble someone who came from the countryside; she remained as noble and beautiful as ever, as ethereal and out of this world. Her dress wasn't bright red, but the way her husband constantly held and cajoled her demonstrated his immense love for her. Though her mother-in-law was a rural woman, she watched over Pan Yue at every moment, fearful that even the slightest discomfort might befall her. The harshness of life hadn't carved many lines on her face; she looked to be under twenty, nearly ten years younger than herself.
She was indeed foolish, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness when facing Pan family members and Crane Year Hall. But when she was with her husband, children, and mother-in-law, her eyes exuded happiness and tenderness...
