Notice! ! ! The heroine is a character of that era! ! !
In the twelfth year of the Republic of China, the late spring wind carried the sweet fragrance of crabapples and gently blew through the Shen family's large mansion with carved beams and painted beams.
In this deep house, there is a small courtyard called "Qimeng Pavilion", where Master Shen's favorite concubine Aunt Liu and her daughter Shen Yao live.
Five-year-old Shen Yao squatted on the bluestone path and used a branch to fiddle with ants in the soil.
"Miss, stop playing, my aunt is asking you to go back." Maid Xiao Tao hurried over, her twelve-year-old face full of nervousness.
Shen Yao raised her head, and the sunlight cast mottled light and shadow on her face through the branches of the crabapple. She was born very much like her mother, Aunt Liu - almond eyes, cherry lips, skin as white as fine rice paper, only her stubborn chin looked very much like Mr. Shen.
"What did mother tell me to do?" Shen Yao dropped the branch and patted the hem of the cotton-padded jacket embroidered with lotus flowers.
Xiao Tao bit her lip and whispered, "Yes... It's about foot binding."
