C1591 It's the same thing with murong

This girl was drinking tea, beside her sat my father and my sister, my father's face was full of smiles, while I looked at the door, isn't that the lady who played the zither before?

Her skin was as smooth as a warm jade, and her cherry lips were red without touching anything. She was as beautiful as a drop of water, and two strands of hair gently brushed against her cheek