A gentle breeze stirred the branches and leaves in the courtyard.
Specks of light filtered through the interlacing gaps in the leaves, softly falling across the gentle brows and eyes of the women.
The women gathered around, their laughter and conversation soft, the atmosphere warm and harmonious.
There was not the slightest barrier between strangers; instead, they seemed like close sisters reunited after a long separation, warm and comforting.
Jiang Xuanran, graceful and lively in bearing, slowly stepped forward.
Her eyes curved in a smile, a hint of mischief and gentleness hidden in their depths.
Noticing Aiselandier's reserved shyness as a newcomer, she leaned slightly closer to the girl's ear.
She raised a slender, fair hand, half-covering the movement of her lips.
Lowering her voice until only the two of them could hear, she whispered softly.
A frank and bold secret slipped gently into Aiselandier's ear.
Jiang Xuanran chuckled softly. "Sister Aiselandier, it's a good thing you came."
"Now we have another sister to help take some of the heat."
That brief private whisper was simple and direct, without the slightest beating around the bush.
Yet it was like a scorching little pebble, catching her off guard as it fell into the still lake of her heart.
In an instant, fierce ripples surged through Aiselandier's heart.
The delicate, snowy-white tips of her ears flushed scarlet in a flash.
Then a faint blush spread down her slender neck, swiftly dyeing her entire exquisitely beautiful face.
Color rose layer upon layer across her formerly composed and gentle features, burning hot.
Her long gray lashes trembled sharply, her eyes widening slightly as a dazed, startled look entered her gaze.
She froze where she stood, her heart booming as she could not help murmuring inwardly in confusion:
"Eh? Taking some of the heat..."
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