These women's skin, I do not know how it is maintained, surpasses white snow, or perhaps even more exquisite than snow.
Her face is as delicate as lotus, eyebrows like willows, those pair of eyes seem like endless ice, capable of freezing everything.
Adding a touch of grace to her entire person.
Her crimson lips slightly lifted, hands tender like shoots, skin fair like coagulated fat, neck like a slender insect, teeth like bottle gourds, forehead smooth with moth-like eyebrows.
This woman is none other than Baili Xiao.
Time apart has rendered her transformation unfathomable.
Compared to her former self, one could say she's completely changed, thoroughly transformed in temperament.
Seeing this woman step by step ascend from the multicolored silk ribbons, a poem unconsciously surfaces in people's minds.
Charming and ethereal, barely thirteen, in the early days of the second month, with cardamom in the shoots.
