"Aunt Zhou, please don't laugh at me along with Eldest Young Madam and Shengnan. The beautiful ladies of the Capital City are all as lovely as flowers and exceptionally graceful. How could a country girl like me possibly compare? Besides, it's just a shell, after all. A beautiful face today, a pile of bones tomorrow." Zhou Lian gently stepped forward to support Mrs. Ping, speaking with an air of indifference.
Shaking her head slightly, Mrs. Ping patted the hand Zhou Lian was using to support her and said warmly, "You silly girl. You're not modest when you should be, but now that you shouldn't be, you're acting all humble. Beautiful is beautiful, what's there to deny? Yes, there are many beautiful and graceful girls in the Capital City, but compared to them, you stand out even more!"
"Alright, Aunt Zhou, let's not talk about this anymore. Would you like to stroll in the garden, or head back inside?" Zhou Lian didn't continue to argue with Mrs. Ping, gently changing the subject.
