Hua Yan listened to that grinding voice, her heart shivering fiercely, and for some reason, she felt a cold draft in her heart, but she was adept at hiding her feelings, and her mouth was sharp and unforgiving. So, she just raised an eyebrow at Yun Chi.
Yun Chi was both irritated and amused. He had never imagined that one day, his cleanliness would become the subject of her mockery and her counterattacks.
Even so, although he felt embarrassed, he still found such a Hua Yan to be extremely lovely, truly lovely. The Imperial Capital did not lack virtuous and gentle women, and the Imperial Palace even less so. He had grown so accustomed to seeing so many from a young age that from his eyes to his heart, he had become numb.
But Hua Yan, she was different from the rest.
She had many facets—whether you called her clever and quirky, or calm and steady, whether you said she could be gentle and dignified, or that her carefree and easygoing nature was unmatched by anyone...
