The Little Moustache Shopkeeper couldn't help but widen his eyes. The State Preceptor rarely took people to the Star-picking Pavilion, yet these children seemed indifferent. He tempted them, "The State Preceptor rarely takes people to the Star-picking Pavilion. You little ones can go up and take a look; the items there are all rare treasures."
Rare treasures, the moment those four words were spoken, seemed to carry a magical power.
Ye Zhi held Qinglian's small arm tightly, resisting the temptation: "Qinglian, do you want to go? If you go, I'll go; if you don't go, I won't go either."
Simply relinquishing the decision.
Today, the Little Princess wore a jade-colored, silver-patterned Furong Flower Skirt, with a mutton fat jade begonia hairpin in her hair, and a red gold inlaid jewelry necklace around her neck, looking as beautiful as a freshly bloomed lotus flower.
It was Ah Zhi's birthday, after all, so she dressed appropriately.
