When the carriage from the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion arrived, the entrance of the Jiang Residence was bustling with people, yet everything was orderly, without a hint of chaos.
As the three ladies alighted from the carriage, the surroundings fell into silence, only to become lively again shortly after, not for any reason but because Ye Qiu and the others each had their own unique elegance.
Zhang Yanjing, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis Mansion, needed no further mentioning — poised, generous, gentle, and beautiful. On her left, Duan Yinyin in a bright red dress was youthful, bright, and charming. In comparison, Ye Qiu seemed somewhat plain.
Mainly because her attire today was quite ordinary, and her delicate and sickly appearance was not admired in the capital. However, her unyielding gaze and ethereal demeanor drew attention to her, leading passersby to wonder which noble lady she was to be sitting in the Marquis's carriage.
