Before long, Lan Ji, dressed in a red gown, followed Yan Zi into the room.
Lan Ji's beautiful oval-shaped face was adorned with delicate makeup, and her short chestnut-colored hair added to her sharp and capable aura.
Upon entering, Lan Ji greeted everyone politely. Although they didn't meet often, every year at the royal gathering, everyone managed to have fairly pleasant conversations.
Yi Luowa tried to stand up but was gently pressed back into her seat by Tong Yao. "Your leg is injured, Lan Ji won't mind."
Lan Ji walked over, "Auntie Yan Zi told me you were injured. Are you feeling better?"
"Much better, thank you." Yi Luowa smiled. "Please sit down; otherwise, it feels awkward for me to be sitting while you're standing."
Lan Ji chuckled lightly and sat down on a single sofa.
Yi Luowa exchanged a glance with Connie, and both of them smiled without saying anything.
