Light rain was falling from the sky as Miss Ah Qing held a Pear Blossom Umbrella, resting under a Cyan Phoenix Tree. She listened to the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the evergreen leaves, watching the hurried comings and goings of young women.
She knew she must look very strange now, wearing a bamboo hat similar to Xu Chang'an's, with an additional layer of light gauze over it. Oddly, she didn't use the gauze to cover her eyes but instead lifted it up.
Under the slightly dim weather, her pair of light-colored, slightly translucent eyes resembled fireflies dancing at night.
Miss Ah Qing had all her lush green hair wrapped within a large cloak, a ring of white fluff encircling her.
She thought she must be quite eye-catching in this appearance, standing here.
Especially with her unabashed eyes.
