It was early spring, and while March had arrived in Jinzhou, the weather remained fickle between warmth and cold.,It's been over a year since I entered this Jin Wangfu, and I haven't seen Bao.,Today, Yaoniang wore a peach-red pleated peony flower robe with embroidered silk in twelve shades of pink. She adorned her hair with a slanted bun, topped with a golden phoenix hairpin encrusted with red jewels. 。This milk tea is expertly made, the dangling butterflies are so delicate you can barely see their tiny wings fluttering, as if they were alive. 。The butterfly's mouth was set with a ruby. The ruby wasn't very large, but its brilliance was extraordinary, captivating the heart... 。Her younger sister occasionally reached out with her slender white hand to touch the swing. The luxurious gold accented by the extremely vibrant red, coupled with her black hair and crimson eyes, made for a truly captivating picture. 。Hui Niang is not a man, seeing her heart melts. 。。