Pei Yushu wore a light pink garment today, draped with a pale purple shawl, which complemented her jade-like skin, making her appear especially tender, with a veil on her face adding a touch of mystery.
"Sister Yushu, come, let me take you to meet my master!"
Long Yue held Pei Yushu's hand, she merely smiled faintly, and reached up to touch her veil: "Actually, it's quite alright as it is now."
Long Yue understood that she didn't want to put too much pressure on herself, but she also knew that she longed to restore her appearance, harboring a bit of hope, or she wouldn't have come to her the very next day.
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Yangxin Residence, Duanmu Nan looked at the young girl opposite him.
The girl slightly lowered her head, both hands resting on the hem of her skirt, gently kneading with her fingers, appearing very uneasy and nervous.
Duanmu Nan gave a gentle smile and said, "Relax, stretch out your hand, let me have a look."
