If he didn’t remember his sister’s gentleness and pureness in his heart, he might have fallen for this woman’s aura. Not because he fell in love with this woman in white hanfu, but for the first that he saw her and felt her breath, he felt like some kind of force tried to make him fall for her.
His heart beat fast, and his eyes turned blurred, he only stared at the woman’s face with a haze feeling. At that moment, he felt like she was the woman that he had been in love with for a long time. He wanted to be close to her and embrace her.
But then, slowly, his heart returned to normal. He was chill and he felt nauseous. His face turned cold with murderous intent, but he slowly hidden it not to alarm the woman. Who dare to scheme him? Is this woman doing some kind of charm to let him fall?
Although he was a mortal now, in his last nine lives, his existence was high above that no one dare to provoke his majesty except those brainless people with rakshasa masks.
That moment feeling, he felt as if someone tried to control his fate but failed. He cut off that string of pulling ruthlessly. He will never betray Yue’er. That string, compared to his affection and loyalty to Yue’er, it wasn’t worth mentioning.
Heh.....Shenlian YinZhu smirked coldly with disdain. He lowered his head to hide his sarcastic smile. He won’t fall for this person’s trick.
Then slowly, he lifted his head to see the woman. His expression returned to normal and seductive, as if he was the famous prostitute and most beautiful man here.
"Miss, are you Zhu’er’s guest today?" When calling himself Zhu’er, Shenlian YinZhu almost twisted his face in disgusting.
He really hates his state now. Nevertheless, for Yue’er, he has to bear it. He took a deep breath and smiled charmingly. But if looking closely, his eyes were chill and empty, as if he was looking at the dead thing.
"Hmm." The woman nodded coldly and stared at the man’s alluring face tightly as if she was appreciating her product.
Shenlian YinZhu scoffed coldly in his mind while he kept smiling.
"Please sit down, Miss." Shenlian YinZhu said and gestured her to sit on the table in the room.
The woman sat down, poured the wine on the table and drank gracefully. She observed the man. Really deserved to be the most beautiful man. Just by seeing his face, one was willing to do anything for him.
"What is your name?" The woman asked. Her voice was beautiful like her face but mixed with a trace of coldness.
"Lin Yin Zhu." Shenlian YinZhu answered obediently.
"Zhu’er will play the music for miss." Shenlian YinZhu walked to the floor, sat down on a soft carpet and his slender finger slowly put on the string of the wooden zither.
The music sounded slowly, immersing the listener in a symphony of nostalgic. The gentle sound of the zither echoed beautifully. The man’s eyes slowly turned gentle. The long satin white hair scattered slightly behind his slender and strong back.
His big sleeves swayed as his slender and long fingers moved back and fort to touch the strings. He closed his eyes to let himself indulge in the beautiful past.
This zither, Yue’er was the one who taught him to play. The longer he grew up, the more his memory of her started to showed clearer.
His thin robes slid down, revealing his white skin that was whiter than the snow. His swan neck, beautiful collarbones and strong chest muscles loomed out of his ropes.
Looking at the man who exuded the alienated aura and charming appearance, the woman’s face turned red with this intoxicating feeling. So beautiful and touching! She really wanted him.
"Zhu’er is presumptuous, but Zhu’er wants to ask what is Miss’s name?" Feeling her hot eyesight that cannot be ignored, he opened his eyes. He had to swallow his nauseous and pretended to ask calmly.

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