Elder sister preferred tranquility and embodied ladylike grace, always blessing the world with a standard, mild smile, and sitting with her legs demurely close together, inclined just slightly.
Her silky black hair streamed down her back; she had fair skin and a beautiful visage, and she favored wearing long white dresses. In the summer, when a breeze would lift the hem of her dress, she seemed nothing short of a goddess. In Ling Chuxia's heart, her elder sister was the goddess.
And herself?
