As the sky darkened, the night spread across the land.
In the courtyard by the lake, an ambiguous atmosphere gradually began to rise.
Cai Wenji's slightly chubby, baby-like face blushed with two patches of rosy red, like petals of peach blossoms. She bit her slightly trembling lips and blinked her large, Karalan-like eyes, staring blankly at Long Chen.
With his hands behind his back, Long Chen gazed straight into Cai Wenji's delicate face, meeting her eyes, without feeling the slightest shame for his earlier accidental actions.
Long Chen was dressed in a Blue Moon Dragon Robe, with a crown of stars and moon on his head, and a sword at his waist. His appearance was extraordinarily handsome, but what captivated people the most was not his flawless face, but the unique, peerless aura he exuded. He stood tall like a peak amidst the cold, isolated heights.