Zheng Nianru closed her eyes, the warm water surrounded her body, and the scent of roses filled the room. Candle flames flickered, and suddenly, a wick exploded with a light pop, making the air come alive in an instant. It mingled with the lively water, showcasing her delicate skin under the candlelight, smooth as porcelain.
Xue Liu was momentarily spellbound, forgetting the water she had scooped up, hanging in mid-air.
Zheng Nianru only lifted her eyes, which shimmered with a layer of mist. The thin vapor twined around her eyelashes like the most enchanting siren in the water, capturing one's soul with a single glance.
"Commandery Princess, you are truly beautiful," Xue Liu couldn't help but blurt out spontaneously.
Xue Liu couldn't say why, but she always felt that the Commandery Princess had changed, a difference she seemed to have discovered all of a sudden, like a crystal-clear snowflake, so beautiful that she dared not touch it.
