Xiqiu examined Tong Xiyu's attire today, a scarlet overcoat with gold floral patterns, a moon-white lined skirt, and a falling horse bun adorned with a pearl and jade hairpin hanging at her forehead, making her fair skin appear even more translucent, like a yet-to-bloom flower that was both innocent and vibrant.
She then looked at her own outfit, a hibiscus-colored plain overcoat, moon-white lined skirt, with merely two hairpins in her hair, which seemed much more modest compared to the grandeur of Tong Xiyu's attire.
Xiqiu sincerely nodded, "It looks very nice." Yet she felt that Tong Xiyu's outfit might be a bit too extravagant.
"Really?" Tong Xiyu smoothed her already neat skirt and adjusted her hairpin before forcing a slight smile, seemingly wanting to ask Xiqiu something, but hesitating to speak.
