“Miss ‘Fan Lu’ has light red magic. Her specialty is guqin, especially songs with a fast tempo. She is talkative and cheerful but never loses her manners.” Xiao Chang reported while Bai Yu was in her carriage heading to Zhaocaijinbao, where today’s competition was held.
“Because she’s young, people praise her and compare her to you in your first year of competition, miss.” Xiao Xi skewed her lips.
“I remember that she was a top spender at the anonymous master’s shop.” She slightly opened up the curtain and took a peek at the bustling atmosphere outside.
“That’s right. During the competition, she was dressed so beautifully. And she often wears dark blue dresses, so people keep comparing her to you, miss.”
Bai Yu smiled. “Is it true that she is beautiful despite her age of fifteen?”
“Everyone in the audience agreed, miss.”