Xue Ling pinched her throat, mimicking Madam Zhang's voice: "So, how is it? Any flaws?"
Shen Yinning exclaimed in fascination: "Master Xue has portrayed it to perfection; even I couldn't spot a single flaw."
Xue Mianmian, too, looked utterly overwhelmed.
Xue Ling glanced at Xue Mianmian, satisfied with her expression of shocked admiration, let out a soft snort, and went off to find Bai Shuangshuang.
Bai Shuangshuang was admiring the snow in a pavilion.
Shen Yinning and Xue Mianmian hid at the corner of the corridor, watching Xue Ling step into the pavilion: "Select Beauty Bai."
"Oh my, what a rare guest!" Bai Shuangshuang stood up in astonishment. "What wind brings Madam Zhang here? Please, have a seat! Ling'er, quickly serve tea to Madam!"
