Her gaze flickered, revealing an expression of sudden realization, and she exclaid to those around her, "I’ve heard that people with pleasant voices usually have very ordinary looks. In that case, let’s be respectful to others."
Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Just as she finished speaking, a slightly angry cold snort ca from inside the carriage.
Imdiately after, the once low-key and tightly wrapped carriage blood before Mu Qingge’s eyes like a flower!
It really did bloom!
Mu Qingge’s eyes widened in shock, watching as the carriage compartnt gradually opened up like a budding flower, forming a blossoming flower in her vision.
The exterior of the carriage was black, but the blooming petals were sprinkled with pink and gold dust. The compartnt transford into layers of overlapping petals, accentuating the ’flower’s heart’ to shine brightly like a pearl in the sea.
The heart of the flower...
Mu Qingge instinctively felt that it wasn’t describing the circular gold cushion at the center, nor the white jade low table, nor the purple and gold teapot and gilded incense burner. Rather, it was referring to the figure reclining sideways on the soft cushion...
His black hair was like silk, spreading beneath him on the gold cushion. Without any adornnts, as if any decoration would detract from the beauty of his long hair.
Like jade, his large hand lazily supported his head, and his perfectly shaped face had a pair of long, narrow phoenix eyes exuding an enchanting allure.
This face was extrely beautiful, so beautiful that it made people forget their own existence.
This beauty carried a touch of softness yet didn’t appear effeminate. If Mu Qingge thought of Si Mo, the pinnacle of beauty, as a deity, then this alluring man before her was a fox spirit that had cultivated for a thousand years!
A pointed chin, slender neck, connected to beautiful collarbones. More importantly, the clear chest lines were exposed due to his loose neckline, carrying a hint of roguish charm.
Mu Qingge’s clear eyes were unreservedly filled with amazent, yet she was stunned by the flamboyant robe he wore.
A robe anyone would consider gaudy, with pink base color alone already excessive, also embroidered with countless hibiscus flowers in gold and silver threads.
Yet, this gaudy attire, draped on him, was annoyingly attractive!
What else could she say? High looks indeed allow for capriciousness?
Peacock!
A word that appropriately described him leapt into Mu Qingge’s mind.
Exactly! Apart from stunning her, the person before her was exceptionally peacockish! It’s as though he wishes to tell the whole world he is the most beautiful, the most beautiful, the most beautiful, the most most beautiful!
The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely; the Young Master of the Wanxiang Building was truly unexpected.
"Am I really that ordinary looking?" The lazy, deep voice sounded again, this ti with a trace of danger.
It seed if Mu Qingge’s answer didn’t please him, he would unleash a rampage.
’Truly narcissistic!’
Mu Qingge smiled, her clear eyes already tranquil. "The Young Master of Wanxiang Building’s appearance is indeed breathtakingly beautiful. It seems at tis legends are unreliable."
"Hmph." The peacockish Young Master snorted arrogantly.
This expression left Mu Qingge speechless.
Who was it that a mont ago was immune to provocation? The next mont, couldn’t wait to jump out at any doubt about his appearance? And in such an ostentatious, exaggerated manner!
The blooming flower was simply too much!
"The little Lord of the Mu Mansion in Qin Country is truly well-known as well." After the arrogance, the peacockish Young Master’s phoenix eyes flickered, bluntly revealing Mu Qingge’s true identity.
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