Princess Xin Xue Qing stared at the young man who was sitting beside her.
This young man had a slim and tall stature with sharp brows and thin lips. Although he appeared not to be particularly handsome or heroic initially, one could sense something special about him upon careful inspection. His lips were curved, forming an inverted bow, giving the expression of arrogance and brutal aggression. His gaze was as sharp as swords, so intense that others would have felt like they were being compelled to look away.
But the most noticeable thing around him was the aura.
It was majestic.
The Princess' intuition told her that the mysterious young man sitting beside her was royalty. In fact, the aura was even more powerful than her big brother Crown Prince Xin's aura.
It was too dominating.
But she didn't let her sway too much. Within a few instants, she calmed her mind and took hold of herself.
