The palace doors slowly opened, and the swirling smoke created a halo around the figure, making her appear exceptionally radiant and captivating.
She lifted her skirt, took a step, and the long purple gauze dress with scattered flowers fell behind her, swaying like lotus blossoms with every step.
With her chest out and head held high, her black hair, adorned with gold filigree and ruby pendants, exuded a myriad of charms.
With lightly brushed eyebrows and a touch of rouge, she possessed a charm surpassing even that of Xi Shi, and a beauty like a fairy descended from the moon.
Qin Kou'er walked into everyone's adoration with such stunning beauty.
She looked straight ahead, silently gazing at the man sitting high on the dragon throne before her.
Even though she had imagined this scene countless times in her mind, she still felt as if she were walking in a dream.
Ten years of life-or-death struggle, ten years of painful endurance, ten years of planning and preparation, all for this moment to stand before him and gently ask him: Why?
Why did the deep kindness and affection of yesteryear lead to the destruction of one's home and land?
Why can vows of eternal love turn into flames that consume us?
Why can one remain indifferent and indifferent when faced with a sea of injustices, turning it into a calm and serene situation?
Why do loyal and virtuous officials die unjustly while treacherous ministers point fingers and rule the country from the magnificent Golden Palace?
Despite all the questions, Qin Kou'er smiled and slowly walked to the center of the hall, gently kneeling and kowtowing: "This commoner, Qin Kou'er, greets Your Majesty, long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"
The sound was clear and crisp, like glass falling to the ground; the expression was respectful, like bowing in worship.
The moment Qin Kou'er stepped into the palace, Lan Shanyang's body tensed up instantly. The purple floral dress he wore stirred up waves of emotion within him like a raging storm.
How did she get this dress? How dare she wear it?
This dress was what Mei Ying wore when she first met him. It was a beautiful memory he carefully kept in his heart. Why did this woman dare to wear it out like this?
A fierce glint flashed in Lan Shanyang's eyes and then disappeared.
His hands were clenched tightly, hidden under the desk. He hated anyone touching even the slightest bit of the beauty in his heart, which belonged only to him. Even Lan Linxue could not know about it, nor could she touch it!
But Qin Kou'er not only touched him, she also wore it in front of him in a very ostentatious way. What exactly did she rely on?
Lan Shanyang stared intently at the woman who had slowly knelt down in front of him, his expression blank, without saying a word.
No one knew what he was thinking; he just stared intently at Qin Kou'er, like a hawk.
Qin Kou'er had been kneeling for a while, and had even called out "Greetings, Your Majesty!" three times, but Lan Shanyang did not react at all.
Qin Kou'er said nothing more, but simply bowed her head and knelt on the ground.
She knew that Lan Shanyang must be looking at her right now, looking at the dress she was wearing, and at her audacity.
The secret of this dress may only be known to the two of them, so their contest began the moment they entered.
Lan Linxue had never seen Qin Kou'er wear such a beautiful dress before. Even when they officially met in Yangzhou, she had never dressed so beautifully.
He knew his woman was incredibly beautiful, unparalleled in beauty. Look, look, those old guys are dumbfounded, aren't they? Hmph, he'll let them have their way today, let them see her once, and from now on she'll be his, he can secretly look at her all the time, every single day.
However, it's best not to wear this dress in the future. It's too beautiful; even a pervert like Lan Xiuyuan would drool over it.
Carefully shuffling back, Lan Linxue moved closer to Qin Kou'er and knelt down beside her.
After Qin Kou'er called out "Greetings" several times, Lan Shanyang did not respond at all. Lan Linxue frowned and whispered to his father, "Father, Miss Qin is paying her respects."
Could it be that even the old man in my own family is drooling over it? Otherwise, why would he just stare without saying a word, with such a strange look on his face? It's so annoying!
"I am not old yet; I can see and I can hear!"
Lan Shanyang glared at Lan Linxue, then continued to look at Qin Kou'er with a blank expression.
"Lift your face up!"
"yes!"
Qin Kou'er slowly raised her head, and she and Lan Shanyang looked at each other from afar.
Her gaze was calm yet sharp, her beauty as celestial as a fairy yet she was shrouded in a menacing aura.
This is Lan Shanyang's comment on Qin Kou'er.
Shrewd and cunning, unpredictable and charismatic, he was destined to be a lonely man despite his unparalleled charm.
This is Qin Kou'er's conclusion about Lan Shanyang.
Lan Linxue looked at her father, then at Qin Kou'er, and her expression slowly darkened.
Lan Shanyang did not approve of Qin Kou'er! He even exuded a sense of rejection and disgust.
Lan Linxue knew her father well; he never took anyone seriously, especially women. Most of the time, Lan Shanyang would automatically ignore a woman, pretending he had never seen her before.
Although Lan Shanyang was indifferent to women, he had never felt such a strong sense of resistance upon first meeting a woman. Moreover, this woman had saved his two sons and countless people across the land.
Could he have learned something from Cole?
Lan Linxue felt a little nervous when she thought about Qin Kou'er's background.
She glanced at her father, but still couldn't see anything.
At this critical moment, he absolutely could not let anyone know Qin Kou'er's true identity. Otherwise, he would be unable to attend to everyone, and Kou'er would inevitably be besieged by these people. He would rather rebel than harm Kou'er.
Lan Shanyang stared at Qin Kou'er for a while, then suddenly relaxed completely, leaning back gently on the chair. He smiled faintly at Qin Kou'er and said, "Miss Qin's clothes are exquisitely made, flowing and beautiful, and must be the work of a famous artist."
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