The next day, August thirteen.
Blue skies and emerald seas stretched endlessly while a few coconut trees adorned a sandy beach on a small island, upon which stood a quietly charming and exquisite courtyard.
Green bricks, blue tiles, and white jade paved the ground.
Pavilions and water pavilions, accompanied by several swimming fish and a few lotus leaves, were brimming with life; in one corner of the wall, seven or eight stalks of bamboo and five or six peach branches complemented each other beautifully.
The most pleasant sea breeze within the "Falling Pearl Small Realm" gently blew in, stirring the white curtains in the bedroom.
Golden sunlight from the outside world filtered in through the half-open carved glass window, shining onto that gorgeously grand thousand-worked step bed in the room.
Huang Wu's long eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her clear, bright phoenix eyes, meeting a pair of eyes that were intently gazing at her.
