Mu Xue Palace, the winter snow sprinkled across the courtyard.
The noble lady, jade-like in her celestial grace, was eating a piece of steamed cake soaked in wine, her charming lips adorned with white sugar frosting. She resembled a distinguished white cat, licking the frosting off her lips with an innate noble elegance.
She elegantly lifted the jade cup with her pure and radiant bearing, sipping a mouthful of tea, her appetite as small as that of a cat.
Half a piece of the steamed cake and a sip of tea were enough to satisfy her.
She raised her serene and clear eyes, gazing at the distant firmament, and sighed lightly, "Jun Jun is misbehaving."
