But it subtly carries a sharp, probing edge and a scrutinizing edge, like a dagger hidden beneath a gentle exterior.
You must see through that smile to understand all the secrets hidden deep within Yu Ying's heart.
She raised her head slightly, her gaze fixed on Yu Ying, her eyes firm and deep, as if trying to pierce through the other's soul.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "I am now at a loss as to whether to call you Jade Shadow or Dreamlike Beauty."
These words, seemingly casual and unrestrained, as if just an unintentional inquiry, were spoken in a gentle tone, yet they were like a sharp, gleaming sword, carrying a force not to be underestimated.
It aimed straight at Yu Ying, attempting to unveil her layers of mystery and unpredictability, to uncover the hidden truth behind it, and to break through this suffocating enigma.
Qin Qianluo's clear and powerful words, like metal striking the ground, landed precisely in this tranquil space like a heavy hammer blow.
The moment the words left her lips, Yu Ying's expression suddenly changed slightly, as if a calm lake had been struck by a stray stone without warning.
In an instant, subtle yet clearly visible ripples spread out.
Her eyes widened slightly, filled with undisguised astonishment.
His expression seemed to have lost all composure in an instant, and he was somewhat at a loss, shocked by the sudden change.
She never imagined that in just this brief encounter with Qin Qianluo, she would discover the identity disguise she had painstakingly crafted.
Like a fortress made of paper, it crumbled so easily under the sharp gaze of Qin Qianluo.
At this moment, her heart was in turmoil, a jumble of complex emotions intertwined and chaotic.
On the one hand, she repeatedly examined her every action and every detail in her mind, pondering where exactly the mistake had occurred.
This resulted in a lack of thorough concealment, like groping in the dark for the slightest clue that might reveal one's identity.
On the other hand, she couldn't help but be genuinely amazed by Qin Qianluo's extraordinary intelligence and keen insight.
Qin Qianluo's wisdom was like an incomparably sharp sword, easily piercing through the fog she had carefully created.
Making all the truths impossible to hide is truly beyond the reach of others, as if Qin Qianluo possesses a pair of discerning eyes that can see through the disguises of all things in the world.
After a brief yet prolonged period of shock, Yu Ying quickly regained her composure and self-control, which she had cultivated over the years.
She gently bit her lower lip, then slowly curved her lips into a smile that seemed serene and gentle, like a spring breeze.
Beneath this seemingly relaxed exterior lies a sense of helplessness and self-deprecation, as if mocking one's own overestimation of one's abilities.
It also contained a unique and heartfelt appreciation for Qin Qianluo.
She slowly stretched out her hand, which was as white as jade, with delicate skin like mutton fat, radiating a soft glow in the dim candlelight.
Her slender fingers were like meticulously crafted works of art, long and well-proportioned, each one seemingly imbued with endless elegance.
Her movements were gentle and slow, like petals drifting in a breeze, carrying an innate composure and calmness, as if she had accepted the established facts with equanimity.
His fingertips gently rested on the edge of the jade mask, as if touching a rare treasure that carried countless past events and secrets.
The touch seemed to carry the warmth of time, stirring up a complex mix of emotions within her.
Then, with a slight effort, she gently lifted the mask off her face.
It was like lifting a long-sealed veil of mystery, revealing a face that had been hidden beneath a mask for a long time.
She then gently placed the mask on the table, and the mask made a very slight muffled sound the moment it touched the wooden table.
The sound was exceptionally clear in the almost frozen silence of the space, as if it were a signal that the gears of fate were beginning to turn slowly.
It also seems to be the prelude to the opening of a mysterious chapter, foreshadowing that some truths hidden in the depths of darkness are about to surface and be revealed to everyone.
Qin Qianluo quietly observed Yu Ying's every move, taking in everything.
Seeing this, she also slightly curled her lips, her smile carrying a sense of confidence and composure.
It was as if everything happening before her eyes was a painting she had drawn in advance, with every stroke and line under her control.
Her eyes were calm and deep, like a bottomless pool, its surface undisturbed yet seemingly concealing endless mysteries, making it impossible for anyone to fathom its depths.
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