Lu Zhiling, dressed in a blue robe and luxurious attire, had a clear and handsome appearance, a smile lingering in his brows and eyes, exuding a natural, carefree disposition.
Hua Yan looked at him, the Princely Heir of the Duke of Jingguo's Residence indeed had a character as free as the wind, just as the rumors said. She thought back to what Su Zizhan had told her about Lu Zhiling last night, and her eyes also took on a thick layer of mirth as she nodded with a light smile, "It is my honor to have Princely Heir Lu help me choose dishes and join me for a meal."
Her visage was radiant and incomparable, delicate and beautiful as a flower. When she smiled at someone, it seemed as though the sun, moon, and stars could not compare to her beauty.
