Liang Wan stood up and took one last look at her reflection in the mirror. Nothing was out of place.
"Let's go."
In the courtyard, pink buds peeked from the brown peach branches.
Liang Wan's gaze lingered for a few moments. In the springs to come, there would be no more Peach Blossom Banquets.
She still remembered how she had relentlessly pestered him at that year's Peach Blossom Banquet.
Liang Wan lowered her gaze, a faint smile on her lips.
As she passed the East Pavilion, she ran into Cao Luyun, just as she'd expected.
She wore a wide-sleeved robe the color of peach buds, paired with a garden-green panelled skirt. She looked utterly fresh and lovely.
"Are you going out, Liang Ji?" Her voice was melodious, her smile gentle.
It was just how she had looked when Liang Wan first saw her at the Duke Wei Mansion.
Only in front of Liang Wan did she drop her pretense. Everywhere else in the Grandmaster's Mansion, she remained the dignified, elegant, and picture-perfect Lady Cao.
