"Lady Yun should come out more often when she has time in the future; we sisters yearn for it."
"I certainly will, and at that time, I'll need all of you to take more care of me."
"Hey, Lady Yun is being too modest. I'm afraid it's we who will need Lady Yun's care in the future," Young Lady Kang said with a meaningful undertone.
Yun Shu glanced at her and nodded lightly.
"Lady Yun?" A questioning, clear female voice rang out, its tone remarkably gentle, yet for some reason, it made everyone's ears uncomfortably tingle.
They all turned their heads and saw Zhuang Xiyue standing quietly in the dimly lit area, wearing a treasure blue off-the-shoulder gown, her eyes and brows picturesque, graceful and dignified, her beauty spellbinding.
She was a woman of outstanding temperament.
If Yun Shu were compared to wine, aged and increasingly aromatic over time, deserving of a slow and appreciative taste,
