At nightfall, Murong Fu saw a young woman in his command tent. Her brows were naturally dark as if painted, her lips naturally red as if rouged. Her nose was elegant and her teeth like rows of white shells, her mouth delicate as a cherry. From afar, she was a graceful beauty; up close, a vision of elegance.
She was truly worthy of being one of the four great beauties of ancient times, a woman who stirred the heart at first glance.
Shi Yiguang had spent the day waiting in the room, her heart filled with trepidation. Hearing someone enter, her heart trembled. Seeing the man’s aggressive gaze upon her, she quickly lowered her head.
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