Wei Wan lifted her skirt hem and hurried through the moon gate into the back garden, almost as if she were fleeing.
She took a deep, cool breath, trying to calm her burning cheeks and the frantic beating of her heart, which felt like a pounding drum. The laughter and teasing glances from the parlor just now, and especially Zhou Xi’s utterly flustered embarrassment, had left her breathless with shyness.
Leaning against the vermilion railing of the waterside pavilion, Wei Wan gazed at a few red carp leisurely flicking their tails in the pond, her mind rippling endlessly like the water struck by a pebble.
Chapter 451