Finally, the tardy Zhou Min strolled in under the loud announcement of the court eunuch. At each of her steps, her white and shimmering skirt swept the floor, trailing behind her. On her tightly bound waist hung a girdle. Numerous accessories from pearl to jade decorated her head, jingling as she walked. What gave her that peculiar cuteness were those slightly big and round eyes, like glistening jewels. While her red little mouth, moist and plump, and her fair and tender skin accentuated her charm. As she walked in with the starry sky in the backdrop, her whole being seemed like a celestial maiden descending from the Moon. A beautiful sight to behold!
Lan Ziyu knew that his sister’s appearance doesn’t lose to himself, but unfortunately, she was always suppressed and bullied by the rest of the harem, thus her food and clothing were quite destitute. However, ever since 15 days ago, Lan Ziyu’s attitude toward her has changed, thus those opportunists picked up the wind and had a reversal of attitude, giving her what she deserved as this empire’s princess. In fact, her current beauty was the result of Lan Min’s innate beauty, the system’s stats and the effect of absorbing Lan Ziyu’s semen. All of that served to increase her beauty to a new height.
The sudden appearance of Zhou Min silenced the whole hall for a short moment. A young minister sitting below Lan Ziyu even dropped his wine cup in awe. As for Lan Ziyu, his eyes were riveted on Zhou Min, unable to tear away.
He remembered how beautiful she was on that night, but seeing her again after a long time, he noticed that her appearance could dazzle people as if she could vanish if he was to blink. Her beauty was moving and surreal as if birth from a figment of his imagination.
“Your sister, Lan Min, pays respect to Imperial Brother. May Imperial Brother be blessed with health and fortune.” Her soft and gentle voice reverberated within the hall. In an instant, Lan Ziyu’s dormant dragon stirred, rising inside his pants.
Hearing how she addressed herself, all the ministers were startled. At first, they were still guessing who that young woman was, but they never expected she was the rarely seen Mist Empire’s princess.
“Imperial Sister, you may rise.” Lan Ziyu spoke with grace, his voice exuding a magnetism which could swoon any women who heard him, sparking their desire to get pregnant by him. Unfortunately, such charm was lost on her because she only had the impression of being stare by a snake.
This 484 didn’t give her much information on the mission as if it was hiding something… Wasn’t she supposed to overthrow the male lead? Yet, why did her sense of crisis tingle, and she had a feeling of déjà vu? What was going on?!
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Zhou Min got up and looked around her, but she didn’t find her seat. How awkward! (Θ︹Θ)? She was standing in the middle of the venue, unable to move to her seat or leave the place. Then, she saw a handsome young man on the lower left of Lan Ziyu get up and yielded his seat. She smiled at him in gratitude. Her courteous smile had no other meaning, but everyone in the hall gasped.
There was a saying that the halo of a beauty could bewilder people, but no one ever said that it could even suck their souls out of their bodies with a single look.
When Lan Ziyu saw Zhou Min smiled at Qi Hao, his eyes glinted sinisterly. He couldn’t help speaking in discontent, “Little Min’er, come here.”
Zhou Min halted, not continuing in the direction of Qi Hao. She turned her head and looked at her brother in disbelief. What the heck with that corny nickname? However, she saw the warning on Lan Ziyu’s face. Her rebellious self urged her to bravely ignore him. However, she was living under his roof, so she had to lower her head.
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