The sky was clear and the clouds were light, with a perfect spring breeze.
Chen Xu stood beside the carriage, with a small stream flowing gently behind him, and bright sunlight filtered through the willow branches, casting a jade-like reflection upon him.
He looked at the three women running towards him, covering their faces.
The three women were shaken to the core with just one glance from him, feeling a sense of shame and inferiority for some reason.
Madam Qiu hastily covered her face with her sleeve even more tightly, lowered her head, and hurriedly quickened her pace.
Unexpectedly, due to her hasty steps, she somehow stumbled upon a stone and twisted her ankle, helplessly falling forward with an "Aiyo" and tripping over.
Behind her, it seemed that children were laughing: "Pfft, she fell, fell like a big horse collapsing…"
Embarrassed, Madam Qiu hurriedly got up and followed the two in front who were running even faster, not daring to cry out in pain.
