Under the morning's gentle embrace, Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao adorned herself in a lotus-pink skirt and a vibrant red cloak. She resembled a petite, exquisite jade figurine with her stoic countenance, sitting gracefully on a stone stool in the garden, her round eyes fixed firmly upon the two intruders.
The young one's hair had been neatly tied into a simple yet elegant ponytail, with a delicate golden butterfly playfully fluttering amidst her tresses. Her cheeks radiated a rosy and tender hue, and her skin possessed the luminance of fine jade—an enchanting sight that stirred the hearts of those who beheld her.
However, their clandestine escapade had been unexpectedly interrupted by the vigilant Her Excellency Qiaoqiao, the mistress of the estate. Both of them froze in their tracks before gingerly approaching her.
"My dear, why are you awake so early?" ventured one.
"Good morning, Qiaoqiao," greeted the other warmly.
