Is this Xuanjin?
Xiao Yu took a deep breath, her unfocused eyes catching a glint of gold in the sunlight. She couldn't see this beautiful country, but she felt an innate familiarity with it. It was as if there was a time when she lived on this land, surrounded by her lover, family, and friends.
After blinking her slightly sore eyes, Xiao Yu's lips curled into a warm smile, leaving Ah Mi and Dashan beside her completely transfixed.
"Oh boy, grandma was right, Xiao Yu, you should really deal with your face. It's a minor issue if a rascal takes a fancy to you, but if you arrive in Xuandu City and your enemies recognize you, it would be all over. Your face is too distinctive. No, no, put this on, put this on."
