Chapter 388

• The woman was wearing a moon-white palace dress, with a crimson-purple belt around her waist, her waist slender, easily grasped. Her delicate face had no powder, her black hair was tied with two white ribbons, the rest of her hair falling freely, dancing in the wind.
• Her eyes contained no emotion, only coldness, giving a sense of distance that kept people at arm's length.
• The woman walked to Lian Wanli, Lian Wanli smiled: "A-Leng, this patient is entrusted to you."