In the secluded depths of the mansion.
There wasn't a trace of human presence, as desolate as a massive prison.
An elegantly refined waterside pavilion.
Outside, there was a Lake Heart Pavilion with thousands of brocade carps, the bank lined with whispy willows, artificial mountains with flowing water, and bizarrely-shaped stones jutting out.
Yu Qing leaned against the window reading a book, accompanied by a fresh breeze and the evening sunset, which seemed quite leisurely.
Suddenly, as she casually lifted her falling hair strands to turn to the next page, she seemed to sense something and glanced over her shoulder, as if a thousand kinds of charm and ten thousand styles flowed from her eyes.
She was indeed stunningly beautiful.
This was Yu Xian's first impression upon seeing Yu Qing.
Yu Qing made him think of the first time he had seen Yue Jiu's true face.
At that time, the only thought in his mind was—this woman is mine, I'm going to sleep with her!
