Zhaochuan was dressed in a layer of sheer green gauze, which, set against the backdrop of pink peach blossoms, rendered him somewhat translucent and remarkably striking. He truly embodied the saying of passing through a field of flowers without a single petal clinging to one's clothes. For a man to wear green gauze with a seductive charm usually reserved for women, Zhaochuan was likely the first in the Phoenix Clan.
"I hear Consort Yao is the fourth young master of the Wolf Clan?"
Zhaochuan looked Yaoguang up and down with a gaze full of disdain. He didn't look like much—his face was pale with a sickly pallor. How could the Wolf Clan have chosen such a weakling for a political marriage? They didn't even fear offending Li Xuanyue.
Chapter 45