Shi Xiu stared at Lan Long, who was a few steps away from her, and smiled gently. Tears shone in her eyes.
"Shi Xiu, you're so beautiful!" Lan Long commented sincerely.
Shi Xiu didn't say anything. Whether it was the smile on her face or her bearing, she was dignified and noble—she was a beauty that couldn't be profaned.
Lan Long slowly took two steps towards her, and Shi Xiu took two steps back at the same time. At this moment, despite standing in the bustling great hall, they felt as if they were far away from the crowd, isolated from the world around them.
Lan Long was momentarily stunned and stopped in his tracks. Shi Xiu smiled and reached out to wipe away the tears that had accidentally fallen before looking away.
"What's wrong?" Lan Long asked, eyes filled with heartache.
