Mu Shiyu wore a beautiful outfit: a delicate, pale gauze dress. Her oval face was framed by large, bright eyes, their lively gaze full of charm. The dress accentuated her slender figure, while her long hair fell down her back, loosely tied with a silver ribbon. Mu Shiyu was already tall and graceful, and in this outfit she looked like a peony just about to bloom. Even she could hardly recognize herself.
