A gentle breeze stirred through the pavilion, and the wind chimes hanging beneath the corridor swayed softly, yet they could not conceal the atmosphere that had suddenly frozen solid.
Yan Ruyu, Sangqina, and the other six women had been chatting and laughing. When they saw Hua Qiang emerge from the palace's vermilion doors, their gazes instantly gathered on him. But when they saw Yao Lenchen following behind him, the laughter came to an abrupt halt.
Yao Lenchen wore a plain-colored long dress, her black hair loosely pinned up. She already carried an air of cold detachment, and now, locked onto by six pairs of eyes, she felt as though the blood throughout her body were about to freeze.
Those gazes held curiosity, scrutiny, and a trace of indescribably complicated emotion. They were like countless fine needles falling upon her, making her unconsciously clutch her sleeve as a chill ran down her spine.
She lowered her eyes, her thoughts in complete disarray. These women were all extraordinarily beautiful and possessed exceptional temperaments. Could they all be... But Husband had never mentioned them to her.
Noticing that something was wrong with the atmosphere, Hua Qiang took Yao Lenchen's slightly cool hand in his and quickly led her toward the pavilion, a gentle smile on his face.
"Yo, what a coincidence. Everyone's gathered here today?"
Seeing that no one spoke, he cleared his throat and pulled Yao Lenchen closer as he introduced her. "Let me introduce you. This is Yao Lenchen."
He then pointed at the women in the pavilion and introduced them one by one.
"Lenchen, this is Yan Ruyu, Sangqina, Ailaria, Meila, Kasha, and Liuyue."
He deliberately emphasized his tone and patted Yao Lenchen's hand in reassurance.
"From now on, we're all one family, all sisters. You must get along well