Since they were close, she realized that this man had a beautiful face. He had a pair of phoenix eyebrows and starry eyes, which were like dazzling gems, shining with a fascinating luster. However, when she looked at his eyes carefully, she felt like they were as deep as an unfathomable lake.
His skin was not white, but a healthy wheat color--smooth and moist, as if water was dripping off it.
His body was covered with a black brocade embroidered with gold thread. The black brocade shouldn't have been seen since it was night, but it was so dazzling that people couldn't ignore it.
He seemed to be a natural king. Just by standing there, he already gave off an impressive aura.
Xiao Jiuyuan did not seem like a mortal.
Just as Yun Qianyu was thinking about this, the man in front of her had become impatient. He spoke in a low, husky voice,
"Have you lost your tongue? You can't speak?"
