The fragrance of a flower wafted past their noses. All around them, there were little flowers floating in the air. A figure dropped from the sky. The lady was combing her hair, and a golden hairpin with jades caught their eye. In her hand, she held a cotton fan with peonies on it. She was wearing a moon-white robe with golden laced flowers, and walked with a sway, looking at them somewhat excitedly.
"Ah Hua, is that you?" Her voice was gentle and smooth., filled with emotion. Her eyes began to well up with tears. "I knew it.. I knew you were still alive. Ah Hua!"
She dashed toward them, reaching out for Lan Hua's hand.
Lan Hua jumped backward to avoid her. "What are you doing?" He had not recovered from hearing all the stories Lan Yu told him. Now, seeing this woman, his heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. He subconsciously hid behind Shen Ying.