From spring to autumn, flowers have bloomed and withered through several seasons of cold and heat.
Time has slipped by in the blink of an eye.
Six years have gone by in a snap of the fingers.
Pages of history have turned one after another; the weeping willows on the shore remain the same, but the hearts of those in the pavilion have changed countless times.
Liu Sisi was sewing a child's undergarment with her hands, occasionally looking up to discuss with several Madams beside her, full of laughter and life, a warmth radiating from everyone.
For the past six years, Liu Sisi had been living in Marquis Yongping's Mansion in the capital city.
Time is like water, the ultimate sharpener, polishing away the rough edges of youth and adding a quiet serenity that comes with the passing years,
It also endowed Liu Sisi with an even more graceful and tranquil demeanor.