A moment later, Concubine Wan walked in with Jingzhe. Shen Miao looked up at her.
Concubine Wan was wearing a dark blue cloth jacket and a green pleated skirt. There was a plain silver bracelet on her wrist, making her look not vulgar but rather elegant. Her hands were pair and slender and her body was voluptuous. Most men would find it hard to take their eyes off of her. Looking up, Shen Miao saw an oval face, big eyes, fair skin, and red lips. When Concubine smiled, although she tried her best to restrain herself, her charm was still obvious.
