Spiritual Spring Mountain Plateau.
In the hall, Yang Zhengshan sat in the Main Seat, looking at the two little girls In Front Of him.
The two little girls looked seven or eight years old, and they were almost exactly the same in appearance. Clearly, they were a pair of twins.
The two little girls stood with their hands at their sides. They had smooth, oval faces, brows like distant dark-green mountains lightly sketched in, noses as fine and straight as beautiful jade, and the rosy baby fat on their cheeks made one unable to resist wanting to reach out and pinch them.
They wore light pink, chest-high ruqun dresses. The short upper jackets were embroidered with twining peach-blossom patterns, moon-white gauze was turned up at the cuffs, and the lower skirts fell to the tops of their feet, the hems embroidered with dense patterns of butterflies chasing flowers. Around their waists were goose-yellow brocade sashes, and at the ends of the sashes hung small white jade pendants carved as twin fish. They were like little fairy children who had stepped out of a meticulous painting of court ladies, their dignified beauty carrying an innate, innocent charm.
Even though Yang Zhengshan rarely took care of children anymore these days, when he saw these two adorable, naive and endearing little girls, he could not help revealing the kindly, simple-hearted manner of a benevolent old grandfather.
"Whose little fairies are these!" Yang Zhengshan said, Stroking His Beard, his Eyes Full Of affection.
"Replying to Uncle Ancestor, they are daughters of the Fuhai Li Family, Li Jianning and Li Jianan. They are eight years old This Year, and both have mastered the Azure Wood Technique!"
Beside him, Yang Chengyi spoke in reply.
Yang Chengyi was Yang Mingzhen's son. He had once served in the