"What lovely flowers you've picked, miss." Hong Yue had already walked over to Mo Xian, smiling at her politely.
"Oh, I just picked them right here." Confusion flickered in Mo Xian's eyes as she held up the flowers in her right hand, gesturing toward the vast sea of blossoms off to the left. The bouquet swept past her face, making the flowers she held look rather dull by comparison.
"Yet the ones in your hand are even prettier!" Hong Yue continued to look at Mo Xian with a smile.
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