Time can change a great many things, including people's faces and minds. But there are exceptions. As Fan Xian walked into Si Lili's carriage, the first thing he saw was a gaunt, pale, but still beautiful woman. She had been in prison for the greater part of a year, but it didn’t seem to do any damage to the complexion that she flaunted on the pleasure boats of the Liujing River.
When she saw Fan Xian enter, Si Lili felt a slight joy, her eyes frenetic. It seemed that she didn’t know how to address him, nor was she sufficiently prepared for this encounter.
Fan Xian calmly looked the young woman in the face. Her eyebrows were still as supple as willow branches, and her dark eyes still darted around the room, but her lips had no color to them, looking somewhat pale.
