Compared with here, she still liked the simple decoration style of Xi's room.
Walking inside, there was an old man sitting on the sofa, with crutches in one hand and a red book in the other. On his right, a woman in a black fishtail dress sat.
The woman looked about 22, 23 years old, and delicate in stature. She sat there and looked more like a painting than a human being.
She looked indifferent, and when she heard people approaching, she turned to Xi Moxiao and Gu Qingli. Maybe it was Gu Qingli's illusion. She seemed to see that when the woman saw Xi, the dim eyes bloomed in a moment.
But it was fleeting, so Gu Qingli herself did not know, whether it was her illusion.
She turned her eyes to Huang, who was dressed in a red Tang dress, and his appearance was festive. He had a kind face and a fine light in his eyes, as if he was trying to figure out something all the time.
Seeing Xi Moxiao unexpectedly bring Gu Qingli to come up together, Huang seemed to show some pity.