Qin Qianlu nodded slightly, her movements simple yet elegant, her expression calm and serene, naturally exuding an innate composure and noble air.
She moved with graceful steps, each step perfectly timed, following the madam at a leisurely pace towards the stairs.
Along the way, the noise around her seemed to have nothing to do with her, and she ignored the curious, amazed, or speculative glances from others.
Those gazes seemed like nothing more than a gentle breeze brushing her face, unable to stir the slightest ripple in her heart.
The madam swayed her hips and led Qin Qianluo to a carved door.
This door is exquisitely crafted, with intricate floral and bird patterns carved on it. Every line is smooth, natural, and lifelike, showcasing exceptional craftsmanship.
The madam gently pushed open the door, her face full of a fawning smile, and bowed slightly, gesturing for Qin Qian to go inside.
As Qin Qianluo stepped inside, she casually raised her eyes the instant she crossed the threshold, her gaze sweeping across every corner of the room with lightning speed.
Her eyes were sharp and keen, not missing a single detail, as if she were searching for something, or assessing the potential dangers in the room.
The interior was decorated in a very unique way, with soft light filtering through the carved window frames, casting dappled shadows on the floor.
As time passed, the light and shadow subtly shifted, adding a touch of dynamism to the entire room.
Several elegant paintings of ladies hang on the wall, with delicate brushstrokes. The women in the paintings have expressive eyes and are lifelike, as if telling ancient stories.
Inside the room was an exquisitely carved bed with a lightly draped canopy embroidered with intricate patterns.
These patterns, whether delicate peonies or graceful birds, are all meticulously embroidered with silk thread, exuding a faint fragrance that makes one feel as if they are in a sea of flowers.
Several exquisite porcelain pieces were arranged on the table in a pleasingly irregular manner, each one resembling a carefully selected treasure.
Some have a simple and elegant design, while others are brightly colored, showcasing the owner's unique taste.
The room was filled with a faint fragrance, a unique scent that blended floral and incense aromas.
Sweet but not cloying, refreshing and pleasant, it makes people feel relaxed and comfortable, and exudes the unique romance and warmth of a young girl.
However, Qi Meng was nowhere to be seen inside. Qin Qianlu frowned slightly, pondering for a moment as various possibilities flashed through her mind.
A hint of wariness flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. Then, she walked gracefully to the carved table in the center of the room and sat down elegantly.
She gently straightened her skirt, placed her hands clasped on her knees, her expression calm and serene, and waited quietly for Qimeng to appear.
Her posture was dignified and composed, as if time itself had stood still for her at that moment.
Only her steady breathing and the occasional birdsong from outside the window broke the brief silence.
Qimeng hid behind the carved screen in the inner room. The landscape painted on the screen unfolded beside her, but she had no heart to appreciate it.
Her eyes, peering through the thin, misty veil, were fixed on Qin Qianluo's every move.
Her eyes were like those of an experienced hunter, sharp and keen, not missing any subtle change in Qin Qianluo's expression.
She noticed even the slightest twitch of a muscle or the blink of an eye.
At the same time, her ears were also picking up every sound inside and outside the house, vigilantly watching her surroundings, as if guarding against a crisis that might occur at any moment.
After careful observation, she confirmed that Qin Qianluo had indeed come alone, and there were no guards or spies hidden inside or outside the room.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down, and I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. My tense shoulders also relaxed.
She raised her hand and gently smoothed the strands of hair at her temples with her fingertips, her movements soft and elegant, as if she were sculpting a precious work of art.
Then, she carefully adjusted her purple dress. The dress was made of the finest Shu brocade, with a silky smooth texture and a soft sheen.
The skirt is embroidered with intricate silver thread patterns, each stitch reflecting the embroiderer's painstaking efforts, and the silver threads shimmer and shine under the candlelight.
With her movements, the hem of her skirt swayed gently, like a flowing galaxy or a magnificent sunset.
With everything prepared, she straightened her back slightly, took light steps, and slowly walked out of the inner room.
The moment she stepped out of the room, a radiant smile, as bright as the warm spring sun, bloomed on her face.
The smile was just right, carrying a hint of joy and a touch of reproach, making it hard to decipher.
She walked gracefully toward Qin Qianluo, her figure swaying like a willow branch in the wind, each step creating a unique rhythm.
Qin Qianlu heard light, rhythmic footsteps coming from the inner room, and her heart stirred.
He subconsciously raised his eyebrows slightly, his gaze sharp as if it could pierce through the air and look straight into the inner room.
Qi Meng's figure was graceful, and her long purple dress clung tightly to her body, making her curves even more exquisite.
The neckline was slightly open, revealing glimpses of skin and adding a touch of allure.
Her waist was slender and delicate, and the hem of her skirt swayed gently as she walked, like a blooming violet, exuding a captivating charm.
Qi Meng felt the gaze directed at her by Qin Qianluo, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, forming an extremely charming smile.
That smile was like fireworks blooming in the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire room.
She parted her lips slightly, her voice soft and melodious, like the song of a nightingale or the babbling of a mountain stream: "It's really not easy to see the prince."
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