Her gaze flickered, revealing an expression of sudden realization, and she exclaimed to those around her, "I’ve heard that people with pleasant voices usually have very ordinary looks. In that case, let’s be respectful to others."
Her voice was neither loud nor quiet, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Just as she finished speaking, a slightly angry cold snort came from inside the carriage.
Immediately after, the once low-key and tightly wrapped carriage bloomed before Mu Qingge’s eyes like a flower!
It really did bloom!
Mu Qingge’s eyes widened in shock, watching as the carriage compartment gradually opened up like a budding flower, forming a blossoming flower in her vision.
The exterior of the carriage was black, but the blooming petals were sprinkled with pink and gold dust. The compartment transformed into layers of overlapping petals, accentuating the ’flower’s heart’ to shine brightly like a pearl in the sea.
The heart of the flower...
Mu Qingge instinctively felt that it wasn’t describing the circular gold cushion at the center, nor the white jade low table, nor the purple and gold teapot and gilded incense burner. Rather, it was referring to the figure reclining sideways on the soft cushion...
His black hair was like silk, spreading beneath him on the gold cushion. Without any adornments, as if any decoration would detract from the beauty of his long hair.
Like jade, his large hand lazily supported his head, and his perfectly shaped face had a pair of long, narrow phoenix eyes exuding an enchanting allure.
This face was extremely beautiful, so beautiful that it made people forget their own existence.
This beauty carried a touch of softness yet didn’t appear effeminate. If Mu Qingge thought of Si Mo, the pinnacle of beauty, as a deity, then this alluring man before her was a fox spirit that had cultivated for a thousand years!
A pointed chin, slender neck, connected to beautiful collarbones. More importantly, the clear chest lines were exposed due to his loose neckline, carrying a hint of roguish charm.
Mu Qingge’s clear eyes were unreservedly filled with amazement, yet she was stunned by the flamboyant robe he wore.

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