Ji Fengyan beamed with smiles as she watched Linghe's look of shock and could not help but touch her cheeks.
"How do I look? Brother Ling, do I look good?"
Linghe gulped and could not speak, as he only nodded dazedly.
Pretty!
She was practically too stunning!
Ji Fengyan sniggered and took out a mirror to look at her reflection, satisfied.
The woman in the mirror was stunning but not seductive. She had a natural look of beauty that made people unable to look at her with any sinister intentions. Instead, people would only dare to look at her from far and did not dare to tarnish her purity and holiness.
To explain using Ji Fengyan's own words, it was the beauty standard of an immortal being.
This was not a look that Ji Fengyan had imagined; Instead, it was the look she had in her previous life.
