This is mother and daughter.
A strand of hair by Yun Ya's temple was lifted by the wind; she paused, glancing around, puzzled—where did the wind come from?
The hand hanging by her side moved involuntarily, a warm force seemed to come from the palm, flowing through her veins to her entire body, warming her heart which had been chilled to the extreme at that moment.
Brother Yan, is it you?
Suddenly, her nose felt a bit sour.
As the two arrived, everyone at the table stood up, the queen smiled and waved her hand: "Don't be formal, just like being at home, please take your seats."
The queen sat at the head of the table, the Princess at her right-hand side, Lorde at her left, beside the Princess was Gan Wei'er, across from Gan Wei'er was Neo, and the other young ladies sat in order.
At the banquet that day, perhaps due to the lighting, she didn't see clearly, but now she was close to the legendary Princess, so close that she could see her with just a turn of her head.
