Yang Yuzhen's fingers, as white and smooth as green onion roots, held a deep pink hairpin.
The hairpin is very delicate. At first glance, the gemstone looks pink, but if you shift it slightly, the pink color gradually darkens.
Yang Yuzhen felt that this was very similar to herself.
Everyone in the palace said that she was as gentle as water, but only she and the palace maids around her knew that her heart was not gentle at all. Even Camilla Liang could not be as cruel as she was.
I don’t know whether Aiden Shao really saw through me or just picked up a hairpin at random.
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