At that time, Ren Yaoqi thought that many things in this world were indeed unfair.
Some people are born rich, some are gifted, some are talented, and some can attract everyone's attention as soon as they appear, like the bright moon, the peerless jade, and the flowers on the snowy ridge.
A young man was strolling along, his jet-black hair tinged with dark purple in the sunlight, giving his graceful facial features a soft, jade-like luster. His pace was obviously not slow, yet it gave people a sense of the elegance and nobility of a leisurely stroll.
This kind of natural elegance and casual nobility made him walk along the way, and everything around him faded into the background.
A pair of dark and gentle eyes met Ren Yaoqi's in mid-air.
Ren Yaoqi didn't know why, but felt as if there was a heavy blow somewhere in his heart.
Ren Yaoqi had listened to famous scholars comment on beauties. They said that the most important factor in determining a person's beauty wasn't their appearance, but their temperament. Many people could be considered beautiful just by sitting still, but the moment they moved or spoke, it was like a masterpiece being ruined, destroying that beauty.
But for this young man, even the slight sway of the corner of his robe looks just right.
The phrase "flawless as white jade, unrivaled in the world" is used to describe this kind of person.
This was the first time that Ren Yaoqi gave such a high evaluation to a man's appearance.
Only when the boy came closer did she realize that his lips were a little lighter in color, and that although his figure was tall and well-proportioned, he was a little thin, which made his already imposing appearance seem a little softer for no reason.
The white robe he was wearing was embroidered with black cloud patterns, which was exquisite and elegant. However, the edge of the right sleeve seemed to have been torn off, which looked a bit abrupt.
Xiang Qin came over and whispered in Ren Yaoqi's ear with a strange look on her face, "Sister, is this young man of yours the lover of the nun those women were looking for?"
Ren Yaoqi was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at the young man seriously.
The young man glanced at Xiang Qin indifferently. Although his gaze showed no emotion, it made Xiang Qin subconsciously lower her head.
Really. Ren Yaoqi couldn't imagine this young man being the same as the mistress he'd heard about before. But he just happened to show up here, still in a disheveled state.
Ren Yaoqi coughed lightly, looked away, and said to Xiangqin softly as if nothing had happened, "Let's go sit in the pavilion." Then he walked towards the pavilion.
Unexpectedly, before I had taken a few steps, I saw the women who had previously gone to the back of the Dragon King Hall to look for someone rush out again. They must have not found the person yet, so they turned back.
Ren Yaoqi paused. She wanted to turn around and look at the young man, but she held back. It was best to avoid such things as far as possible.
Unexpectedly, the young man walked towards her and stood on her left, only half an arm's length away from her. It could be said that they were walking side by side.
Ren Yaoqi was startled again and turned to look at him. The young man had a relaxed expression and a graceful pace. It was as if he had always been standing beside her, strolling with her.
The spring breeze blew with a hint of chill, bringing with it a very clear and light medicinal fragrance, which made people feel peaceful.
Xiang Qin opened her eyes wide, as if she had seen a ghost, and winked at Ren Yaoqi fiercely.
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