The voice was crisp and melodious like a yellow oriole emerging from the valley, with a hint of sweetness and cuteness. Yun Ran instinctively looked at her.
She was a girl in her early teens, fair-skinned and beautiful, dressed in a canary yellow palace outfit, indescribably charming and lovely.
Especially her eyes, clear as a lake, untainted by any impurity. Although they were strangers, she inexplicably evoked a sense of goodwill.
Just as Yun Ran was about to ask her identity, the girl suddenly slapped her forehead and said with a giggle, "Oh right, the princess surely doesn't know me yet, right? I'm Siyu, my father is Prince Jiangling, and Mo is my cousin~"
Yun Ran's heart was moved; wasn't this the Little Princess that Yu Feiyin spoke of, who was rumored to have a deep connection with Nangong Mo?
"So, it is the Little Princess who is here. Forgive me for not welcoming you earlier. Why are you standing at the door instead of going in? Your cousin should be in the mansion."
