Half an hour later, Xie Qiqi, accompanied by Princess Consort Hanshan, Valley Master Moqi, and Zheng Shi, walked into the heavily guarded tent.
The moment Xie Qiqi stepped inside, her eyes fell upon the man sitting on the bed reading a book. He was dressed in white, his features as exquisite as a painting, with sword-like brows slanted toward his temples, looking as if they had been drawn by a master’s brush. His eyes were ink-black and bright, his lips beautifully shaped but pale in color. Though he leaned against the headboard, looking somewhat frail, the aura of nobility and grace he radiated could not be ignored. Moyuan was also noble and elegant, but his charisma was powerful and imposing; this man possessed a different kind of grace, one that stirred an urge to protect him.
"This is my son, the Heir Apparent, Tuoba Yu," Princess Consort Hanshan introduced.
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