With Chun'er's skillful hands, Qingyin's straight black hair was tied up in her headdress, with only a few strands of hair showing at her temples.
He exuded an air of refined elegance, like a gentleman of unparalleled grace. The people standing in the corridor were speechless, and even those who had spoken fell silent upon hearing the sudden quiet.
Qingyin usually prefers plain-colored clothes, either light or pale white. Plain clothes make him look ethereal, while the rare bright red makes him more approachable and highlights his beauty. Of course, this doesn't mean he has lost his ethereal aura, but rather that he has transformed from a cold and aloof immortal into a friendly and approachable fairy, giving people the illusion that if they do their best for him, they can gain a little bit of the immortal's pity.
When the Imperial Guards and Jiang Lin, who had been waiting for Lord Lin, received Qing Yin's gaze, they couldn't help but lower their heads and start to care about their attire. Was it neat? Was it worthy of Lord Lin?
Qingyin didn't know what they were thinking, but he clearly felt the silence around him after he came out. Looking at their reactions, he nodded in satisfaction. It seemed that his outfit was good today, and he hoped that today would bring him some extra gains.
As soon as Jiang Lin and a group of strong bodyguards escorted Qingyin away, voices rose behind them.
"Wow, whose young master is this? He's so handsome and has such an outstanding presence. He's really broadened my horizons."
"This young master's attire is obviously very luxurious, and the guards around him are all strong and powerful. Judging from his appearance, he is probably a young master from the capital."
"This gentleman is right. I suppose only a young nobleman from the capital could have such elegance."
"I wonder if this young master is married. Any girl who marries him would be incredibly lucky. I'm so envious." The older lady looked enviously at Qingyin's departing figure in the distance.
The lady's words clearly drew the agreement of many women, who blushed shyly as they discussed the handsome young man from earlier.
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The restaurant was quite far from the Jia family mansion, so An Sheng specially rented several carriages in advance, and the group headed towards the Jia family mansion in a grand procession.
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At this time, because the Jia family was far from the capital, they had only received news of Lin Daiyu's promotion to the title of Princess of Le'an County by the Emperor three or four days ago. A sour atmosphere permeated the entire Jia family. Apart from the Grandmother Jia, who was genuinely happy for her granddaughter, the young girl could keenly sense the jealousy and displeasure of others. Although the ten-year-old girl, who lived cautiously in the Jia family, was delighted by the surprise her father gave her, she was also somewhat depressed because of the mood of everyone in the Jia family.
The little girl, barely ten years old, rested her delicate, fair face on her hand. Her clear, almond-shaped eyes, filled with tenderness and sorrow, were brimming with melancholy. Compared to her father, Lin Daiyu resembled her mother, Jia Min, more. Her eyebrows were delicate and her lips perfectly proportioned, neither too thick nor too thin. She was petite and slender, and although still young, one could already foresee her future extraordinary beauty.
The little girl's face and lips were slightly pale, which made her resemble her father, who was also sickly.
Rongqing Hall was the residence of Grandmother Jia.
The room was decorated in a comfortable and light-colored style. Grandmother Jia sat solemnly on the high seat, her eyes revealing no emotion.
"The Wang family are short-sighted. As soon as they saw that Daiyu had obtained the title of county princess, they caused a ridiculous incident and even became jealous of such a young girl as Daiyu."
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