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Xiao Ruoling and the others felt their spirits dim as they followed the elder eunuch with crane-white hair inside.
They arrived at the backyard garden, where in a small pavilion surrounded by flower beds, they saw an extraordinarily beautiful woman leaning against an Imperial Concubine couch.
Her gown was made of flowing cloud brocade, threaded with gold and silver, clinging to her enchanting figure.
Her peony-like face was stunning, with hair styled like clouds, adorned with a gold hairpin.
A delicate white hand supported her refined chin, as if lost in thought, with her dark brows furrowed together.
Upon hearing footsteps, she turned her shimmering eyes and sighed as she stood, "Junior Sister, you've finally come."
"Senior Sister, what's happened?" asked Qin Ruolan in confusion.
Initially, she thought her Senior Sister just missed her company after two years apart, and upon hearing she'd left her seclusion, summoned her for a chat and some small talk.
