Prime Minister's Mansion, Inner Courtyard.
Jiang Lan had spent the previous night at the Desire Immortal Pavilion. The moment he returned to the courtyard, he saw a young girl standing gracefully before him.
It seemed she had been waiting there for him since early in the morning.
From a distance, her skin was as fair as ice and jade. It had a lustrous sheen under the moonlight, far paler and more delicate than that of an ordinary person, as if she were carved from ice and snow.
Up close, one could even see her almost translucent skin, so delicate it looked like it would break at a touch.
"Not bad," he commented casually.
You'Er was still dressed in a black blouse and skirt, cinched at the waist with a simple sash. The top of her bodice was cut into exquisite, petal-like shapes, accentuating her slender and delicate figure.
Her jet-black hair was so glossy it was almost reflective, falling quietly to her waist and making her look well-behaved and endearing.
