At that moment, Yan Nai'er finally got a clear look at Zhi Yan and couldn't help glancing at her once, then again.
This... might indeed be the most beautiful woman in the world, without a peer.
She was a princess, but the attire she was wearing was far from luxurious; it was merely made of fine cloth and, instead of a dress, she wore trousers. Even the sleeves of her top were narrow.
Such an outfit made her resemble an ordinary girl.
But for some reason, whatever she wore seemed to have a touch of ethereal grace, accentuating her figure in an exceptionally graceful manner.
Upon noticing Yan Nai'er's gaze, Zhi Yan said, "I am making a zither with my teacher, which is a craftwork, so I need to wear something more comfortable."
Nai'er restrained herself from looking at Zhi Yan again; her face, especially her eyes, seemed to possess a magical power that was enchanting.
