In the rear courtyard of Ming King's Palace, a beautiful figure ran joyfully beneath the sun, a wooden stick in her hand with a thin string wrapped around it.
At the other end of the string was a paper kite drifting in the sky.
The girl ran happily, looking back at the kite overhead while proudly showing off to the princess consorts drinking tea and chatting in the pavilion.
"Princess Consort Sisters, look at the kite Yueying is flying. Isn't it higher than Brother Ming's?"
The girl was Yueying herself. Three years had passed, stripping away her childishness and allowing her to grow into a foreign beauty with a breathtaking appearance.
With golden hair, blue eyes, a graceful figure, and delicate features, she would have been pursued by countless men if she had been in a Western country.
The princess consorts sitting in the pavilion all smiled at her, not forgetting to remind her to watch her step and not fall.
"Don't worry, Yueying isn't that clumsy. You all have to bear witness for Yueying. Yesterday, Brother Ming said Yueying's kite could never fly higher than his. Today, Yueying is going to give him a huge surprise. Hee hee, hee hee~"
Just as they were having fun, a palace maid came running over and said, "Reporting to the Princess Consort, someone has entered the palace with a token. He says he wants to see Miss Yueying and that he is an old friend of hers. He is currently outside the inner hall."
"Yueying, an old friend of yours," Diao Chan called out to Yueying, who was playing nearby.
Hearing this, Yueying temporarily handed the kite to a palace maid beside her and asked the messenger, "What is his name?"
"He says his name is Zhuge Liang, courtesy name Kongming."
"Ah!