As the woman’s voice faded, a lady dressed in a patterned, embroidered robe stepped gracefully into the main hall. A gold hair ornament swayed gently with her every step. A cinnabar mark graced her brow, and her eyes were slightly upturned; she was smiling, yet her gaze held a sharp, scrutinizing edge.
"Sister-in-law," Pei Yingyue said, rising quickly, her voice tinged with detachment.
Su Jinhuan raised her eyes and saw that Pei Yingyue’s back was held stiffly, as if she were deliberately maintaining distance from this sister-in-law.
Chapter 120