Lin Yuan feebly held her forehead, wondering if she could leave a little mystery for them?
The jewelry was stored in a small box on its own. When Lin Yuan opened it, inside were several neatly arranged smaller boxes of varying sizes.
The first small box was opened, revealing a forehead ornament wrapped in soft red velvet cloth.
Nine fluttering butterflies adorned it, each crafted with lifelike detail, especially the two curved antennae which could gently tremble even without any breeze.
Tian Xuan's eyes lit up, and she reached out her delicate little finger to lightly touch the butterfly wings, exclaiming in surprise, "The wings actually move!"
Indeed, the butterfly wings were crafted to be extraordinarily thin, and with their hollow design, they could quiver slightly with just a light touch, or even sway when worn on the head with the rhythm of walking.
From a distance, they looked like real butterflies resting on the top of one's head.
