Looking around, the garden is filled with peach blossoms. In the middle of the pink, an elegant pavilion stands. In the pavilion, a woman dressed in light green gauze sits on a stone bench in the pavilion, supporting her head with one hand and playing with a red chain on her hand. The chain sparkles in the sunlight. If it weren't for the sunlight, no one would be able to see the silver bell on the chain from a distance.
The woman has long crimson hair, thin willow eyebrows, a hint of melancholy in her black phoenix eyes, a small and delicate nose, a bright red mouth, and healthy wheat-colored skin. Although she is not stunning, she gives people a fresh and comfortable feeling.
She didn't know how her fate could be like this, how she could play such a trick on others. However, no matter how much he teases her, it's not her turn, but it is her.