Time flies.
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Tomorrow is the day the palace will hold a welcoming banquet for Shangguan Xuan. The Second Prince Qi Yufeng will also be returning with Shangguan Xuan.
I've heard that he's by nature indifferent and dislikes the intrigues of the court, so he'd rather follow Shangguan Xuan on a distant expedition than stay in the capital.
He was also a talented cultivator. Qi Yufeng was only two months older than Qi Yujin, but his cultivation had already reached the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. It was said that the Second Prince was so handsome that even women would feel inferior to him.
However, Mo Shisheng only heard all of this from Jiang Yao. At the moment, she was soaking in the bathtub, undergoing her final "medicinal" treatment.
Her face was flushed, and the scabs on her face had all peeled off. They would all fall off after tonight, and after tonight... Mo Shisheng would know what Shangguan Yan really looked like.
"Sister, why are you so curious about the Second Prince?"
Mo Shisheng and Jiang Yao mostly talked about Qi Yufeng, which puzzled Jiang Yao.
"He's capable and handsome, yet he dislikes politics; I quite admire that about him." Mo Shisheng's red lips curved slightly. "Yao, do you like this type of man?"
Jiang Yao shook her head. "I don't like it. I think his personality is not suited to this world."
Jiang Yao shares the same belief as Jiang Ge: that the strong are respected, and in this world where cultivation determines everything, only the strong deserve to be respected.
“It’s indeed not suitable, so he chose to stay away from the dynasty.” Mo Shisheng chuckled, reaching out his wet hand to touch Jiang Yao’s head, but Jiang Yao dodged away with a look of disgust.
Mo Shisheng looked at her hand, frozen in mid-air, and her lips twitched slightly. Was she being disliked that much now???
Um???
Jiang Yao gently leaned over the bathtub, looked at Mo Shisheng, and whispered, "Sister, are you very interested in His Highness the Second Prince?"
"Not really, I just wanted to see what it would be like to be so handsome that even women would be ashamed of themselves." Just then, a stunningly beautiful face suddenly flashed through Mo Shisheng's mind.
He always appeared dressed in a long black robe, his tall and slender figure enveloped in it.
That stunningly beautiful face made everything else pale in comparison; his deep black eyes, like ink dots, made her feel as if time itself had stopped when he looked at her…
"elder sister??"
Mo Shisheng was brought back to her senses by Jiang Yao's constant waving of her hand in front of her. Mo Shisheng was slightly taken aback, her eyes slowly focusing. "What's wrong?"
"No matter how handsome the Second Prince is, he's just a pretty face. What good is that?" Jiang Yao pursed her lips slightly, then looked at Mo Shisheng and leaned closer mischievously. "Sister, you can't be that shallow, can you?"
"Smack—"
Mo Shisheng gently patted Jiang Yao's head, "I'm just that shallow. It's getting late, you should go and rest. Tomorrow is the welcome banquet, you have to get up early."
"oh!"
Jiang Yao gently raised her hand to cover her head where Mo Shisheng had hit her, slowly stood up and walked towards the door. Just as she was about to walk out, she suddenly turned back and said, "Sister, I'm very curious, what will your face look like when it recovers tomorrow?"
"What do you think?" Mo Shisheng chuckled, asking instead of answering.
"I think you must be very beautiful, absolutely! I trust my intuition!"
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