The bright sunlight, filtered through the carriage window's gauze, turned into a shimmering golden glow on the strands of hair.

In the interplay of light and shadow, Ying Bing's clear and spirited eyes were tinged with a faint gold, sacred yet carrying a hint of shyness, possessing an unreal charm as if enhanced by special effects.

Li Mo's eyes were almost blinded by the dazzling sight.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"