Jiang Youyao gracefully ascended the verification platform.
It was the beginning of August, and although it was the peak of summer, today the weather was pleasant. It had rained all night, yet the sky hadn't cleared up. Blowing in the cool morning breeze, Jiang Youyao looked like a budding flower in the early morning, delicate and brightly trembling into bloom like a pink lotus.
Ji Shuran had dressed her up specially for today, with her clothes colored like the glimmer of dawn, she brought life and charm to the morning. She was like the genuine daughter of a noble, official family, every move she made was exquisite and dainty.
The noble ladies around timely cast envious glances at Ji Shuran who responded with a smile and a nod. This also brought pride to the Ji family on the other end—as their granddaughter was so outstanding, it was no wonder that Consort Li was treated differently by Emperor Hongxiao.