These words were earth-shattering. The brothers Yu Jingyuan and Yu Jingyuan were dumbfounded, so angry that they trembled all over, their lips quivering but unable to utter a single word.
They never expected that a merchant woman would dare to make such outrageous remarks, not only claiming to help Pei Wuwang seize the thrones of multiple countries, but also daring to covet the position of empress. This was simply outrageous and extremely arrogant.
Yu Jingyuan clutched his chest, unable to catch his breath again. His face was as white as paper. If Yu Jingyuan hadn't caught him in time, he would have almost collapsed to the ground.
The moment Shen Qingtang finished speaking, a figure in white appeared under the eaves outside the hall. The man wore a moon-white brocade robe, his sleeves fluttering lightly, as if blending into the surrounding light and shadow.
It possesses an ethereal, otherworldly quality.
He was extremely handsome, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn waters, a high nose, pale pink lips, and skin so white it was almost transparent. His features combined to create a breathtaking beauty.
Yet it doesn't carry a trace of femininity; instead, it exudes a cool and aloof detachment.
He appeared out of nowhere, standing there silently, his gaze fixed on Shen Qingtang.
Upon hearing her words, "I will be the only empress," a faint hint of surprise flashed across her calm, unwavering eyes.
They seemed momentarily stunned by this earth-shattering ambition.
He tilted his head slightly, his long eyelashes trembling, and a hint of surprise flashed across his delicate face. He didn't look like an ordinary person, but rather like a charlatan who understood destiny yet remained detached from it, carrying a sense of mystery and unpredictability.
But this moment of surprise was fleeting, lasting only a breath.
The ripples in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a calm and undisturbed expression, as if what he had just heard was not a world-shattering rant, but merely an ordinary remark.
He remained standing under the eaves, his figure slender, dressed in white, blending seamlessly with the surrounding scenery. He neither approached nor left, but simply watched everything in the hall quietly.
His gaze was indifferent, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. He seemed like just a passerby, yet he exuded an indescribable sense of oppression.
Shen Qingtang vaguely sensed the gaze from outside the door and subconsciously turned her head to look, but only caught a fleeting glimpse of a figure in white.
It was as if the figure from before was just my imagination.
She frowned, a strange feeling crossing her mind; the figure gave her a very eerie feeling.
It felt both familiar and strange, carrying an indescribable sense of danger.
But at that moment, she was preoccupied with the disheveled appearance of the Yu brothers, so she temporarily suppressed her doubts.
He turned to look at his two uncles, who were so angry they were about to faint, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
The strange feeling in Shen Qingtang's heart grew stronger.
The peeping gaze, though faint, was ever-present, possessing an indescribable penetrating power.
Without further hesitation, she moved her mind, and subtle ripples spread around her. In the next second, she teleported to the outside of the eaves and stood steadily in front of the white-clad figure.
The man before them was even more astonishing than he had appeared from afar, his moon-white Taoist robe fluttering even without wind.
The fabric is embroidered with fine cloud patterns, making the wearer look like an immortal descending to earth.
His name was Yun Qingxuan. His hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside his temples, making his face appear even more handsome and otherworldly. His eyebrows were like ink paintings, his eyes like cold stars, and his pupils were a very pale amber color.
She exudes a sense of aloofness and mystery, with a high and straight nose, clear lip lines, and a natural light red lip color.
Together, they possess the ethereal and otherworldly quality of a charlatan, the handsome and refined air of a young man, yet also the composure and restraint of a middle-aged man, creating a complex and captivating charm.
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