The girl's appearance was stunningly beautiful, the kind that took your breath away at first glance, from her facial features to her skin, all were top-notch.
Her eyes were picturesque, large, and bright; her hair pulled back, making her look like a student still attending school. Perhaps due to malnutrition, or some other reasons, she was very thin, her wrists on the table so slender that they looked as if they could break with just a light twist, and her shoulders were frail, her waist and legs thin.
Xie Yanshang did not continue to listen to Su Qin's lengthy compliments but turned to Su Zhiruan and said indifferently, "Stretch out your hand. Let me have a look."
Then Su Zhiruan stretched out her wrist, resting it on a cushion in front of her.
Her wrist was extremely delicate, her skin very pale, with slender, bluish veins apparent, as if a slight poke would puncture them. Xie Yanshang placed three fingers on her wrist to take her pulse.
