That was also the first time that twelve-year-old Gongsun Xun met five-year-old Ye Zhen. He grew up in the palace, and all the women he saw were well-behaved, smiling without showing their teeth. Even the youngest girls wore beaded hairpins, gold bracelets with jade around their hands, and wore brocade clothes. It was the first time he saw a girl climbing a tree. When she fell down, she wasn't scared or screamed, but it frightened him. There was no gold hairpin or brocade clothes, only the floating peach petals scattered in her messy braids. After landing safely, she casually patted the water droplets on her body, revealing a smile with not yet full front teeth. Such a childish smile shone into his silent heart.