"You're awake." Tian Sangsang had just finished her chores when she noticed Guan Kunling standing at the doorway. Her cheeks were flushed, her expression icy, and she was quietly tugging at the corners of her garment.
Imagine, if you will, an ice mountain beauty blushing. Her face expressionless yet tinged with red, like a crimson rose blooming amidst a snowy peak.
Guan Kunling battled momentarily with herself. When she woke up earlier and noticed what she was wearing, it felt utterly foreign. Though she hailed from a modern and open era, in comparison to this place, the difference was vast. This kind of bare-shouldered, revealing attire truly felt dishonorable for a woman's modesty. She herself might not mind, but the issue lay with her lord! However, recalling that her lord was dressed similarly, she guessed that it was probably her lord who helped change her clothes. Her heart was then filled with nothing but gratitude. Truly, her lord had gone to great lengths for her.
