Qing Dynasty Transmigration: The Peerlessly Beautiful Woman

The female protagonist has a system that makes her more beautiful based on the original body's foundation. She is a crowd-pleaser, and the story will never be angst-inducing for the female lead...

Chapter 340 Arrival in the Capital

As Qingyin was thinking, she suddenly heard the sounds around her disappear, and she looked at her in confusion.

Why aren't you talking again? Are you tired?

The master and servant, whose thoughts were completely opposite, fell silent in tacit agreement.

With the introduction from Granny Wang in the mansion, Qingyin also gained some preliminary understanding of the Lin mansion she was about to arrive at.

Even sitting in her carriage, Qingyin could constantly hear the clamor of the crowds outside the magnificent capital city.

Under the heavens and the earth, right beneath the emperor's feet, it is incomparable to other places.

Qingyin thought calmly.

The carriage swayed and rocked along for another two hours before finally stopping.

We have arrived at the Lin residence.

Wang Mama's voice came from beside her ear, "Miss, you'll have to wait here for a while. I'll inform them and then come to fetch you."

Qingyin listened and responded with a faint "Mm".

As the heavy footsteps grew fainter, it must have been Granny Wang walking away.

After a while, Qingyin heard a commotion outside and thought it was Granny Wang returning.

Qingyin lifted the curtain and looked outside, only to be met with a pair of bright, sharp eyes. Qingyin paused, her gaze lingering on the person for a moment longer.

The newcomer had jet-black hair, sword-like eyebrows, a high nose, and thin lips. His extremely handsome face was cold and aloof, exuding a cool and aloof aura. He was like a cold snowflake on an iceberg or a breeze in autumn, enigmatic and intriguing.

Qingyin vaguely saw the shadow of her adoptive parents' appearance in those deep, seemingly affectionate peach blossom eyes. Lin Nanxu, her excellent raccoon brother, was indeed handsome, having absorbed all the advantages of his adoptive parents' appearance, and was born so outstanding.

Qingyin thought absently that even her adoptive parents probably wouldn't believe that this outstanding young man was their biological son.

Meeting the man's scrutinizing gaze, Qingyin calmly lowered the curtain.

Outside the carriage, Lin Nanxu paused.

Lin Nanxu was surprised when he first met this real heiress.

Before even meeting her, Lin Nanxu had formed an impression of this widowed heiress: a woman worn thin and pale from years of hardship, perhaps also melancholic due to the unexpected death of her husband…

But all these stereotypes were shattered when they met.

This real heiress, although not particularly beautiful and indeed quite thin, had features that vaguely resembled her adoptive mother. Her eyes were exceptionally clear and bright, but they held no trace of sadness or gloom. Her clear eyes showed no emotion whatsoever about her striking appearance, remaining calm and unlike that of a village girl.

Lin Nanxu pondered, gradually changing his impression of this real heiress, and a sense of curiosity about her subconsciously arose in his heart.

Looking at the unmoving carriage curtain, Lin Nanxu's eyes flickered slightly. He looked at the carriage in front of him and said in a clear, icy voice, "Greetings, Second Sister. I am your eldest brother, Lin Nanxu. Father and Mother sent me to fetch you."

Lin Nanxu didn't care whether the woman inside knew his identity or whether she would be angry and unwilling to come down because his identity had been revealed. He still honestly revealed his true identity.

The young nobleman, who has always been among the top in the capital, has his own pride and disdains to hide his identity.

Inside the carriage, Qingyin's lips curled slightly.

When the eldest daughter, who had been living away from home, returns, her biological parents should be the ones to greet her, confirm her identity, and announce it to the public. But the Lin family sent a fake, switched-up princess to pick her up. How cold-hearted!

Qingyin mentally complained about the heartlessness of the original owner's parents, but on the surface, she calmly replied to the cold young man outside.

"Thank you, brother. I'll get off right away." The woman's voice from inside the carriage was gentle and soft, like the clear sound of water flowing over stones, or like a clear cry as the fog dissipates at dawn.

Beautiful and melodious.

Lin Nanxu's ears twitched slightly. Although he wasn't a fan of sound, he had to admit that this real heiress had a good voice.

It makes you want to listen attentively for a while.

However, despite saying he would get off the carriage immediately, it took him quite a while to disembark.

Looking at the delicate and slender woman who stepped down from the carriage, Lin Nanxu keenly sensed that she did not seem as weak and simple as she appeared.

Lin Nanxu stared at her for a while.

Qingyin, who had stepped down from the carriage, let him look at her.

She maintained a faint smile throughout, calmly watching Lin Nanxu.

The atmosphere between the two slowly became strange because of this gaze.

The servants around seemed to sense the strange atmosphere between the two masters, and dared not urge them. They stood there dumbly, looking around and silently staring at the ground, as if a flower had grown there.

Finally, Granny Wang returned and, unable to bear it any longer, coughed lightly, reminding Lin Nanxu that it was getting late.

Lin Nanxu withdrew his probing gaze, still maintaining his expressionless and aloof demeanor, and said to Qingyin, "Father and Mother are already waiting for you in the main hall of the East Courtyard. I will take you to the main hall to see them now."

Qingyin smiled and nodded politely, "Okay, thank you, brother."

Lin Nanxu paused upon hearing the sweet, delicate voice of the young girl beside him.

Looking into those clear, untroubled eyes that gazed at him without a trace of gloom, Lin Nanxu began to wonder if the people sent by his parents hadn't explained their true identities, which was why they could look at him so emotionlessly.

Seeing the aloof young man suddenly stop, the girl turned her head in confusion and looked up at him. Although she didn't speak, her beautiful, expressive eyes revealed her confusion.

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