Magistrate Du and his advisor Liang exchanged a glance, their gazes falling on Gu An'an, and asked in unison, "What delicious persimmons are they?"

It's amazing how this unruly little tiger can be turned into a docile kitten!

These persimmons must be delicious.

They wanted to eat too.

Gu An'an smiled and said, "It's nothing, maybe it just happens to suit her taste?"

The very next morning, Gu An'an took back her words.

It wasn't just right.

It's just right for Zhao Qianqian's taste.

As soon as it was light, this young lady of high birth stood outside her house.

Jiang Mingzhu, who was about to go out to practice her martial arts, was startled—

Anyone who opens the door and sees a person dressed up in formal attire standing in front of them would think they've seen a ghost, right?

Jiang Mingzhu remained polite after all, asking, "What brings you here?"

Upon seeing Jiang Mingzhu, Zhao Qianqian was taken aback. The person in front of her was two years younger than her, but her appearance was already striking. She was beautiful and charming, even though she had only tied her long hair up in a ponytail and there were no pearls or jade ornaments on her head.

But her bare face already made her stand out from the crowd.

When I saw Jiang Mingzhu earlier, she didn't seem to have undergone such a dramatic transformation.

Zhao Qianqian felt a moment of envy, but quickly smiled and said, "You're Zhu'er, right? I'm Zhao Qianqian, and I've come to find Sister Gu to pick persimmons."

Jiang Mingzhu was taken aback by these words, and looked Zhao Qianqian up and down. "You plan to go picking persimmons dressed like this?"

These words made Zhao Qianqian slightly uncertain. "What, is this inappropriate?"

This is one of the few pieces of clothing she would wear.

Jiang Mingzhu thought for a moment, "That's good. When you fall, the branches will probably snag your clothes and save your life."

Zhao Qianqian was shocked!

It's just picking a persimmon.

How could there be any danger to their lives?