There was no soft pillow made of gold thread, no brocade, and no brocade clothes or jade belts. All there was was a young man lying on a cotton blanket with a face as pale as gold paper.
Her face was like a jade sculpture, with a straight and delicate nose, two lips with perfect curves, eyebrows that reached her temples like distant mountains, narrow and upturned peach blossom eyes that were tightly closed, and eyelashes that were as long as butterfly wings.
The black hair was loose, erasing the chill that lingered around the young man when he was awake, and he became inexplicably obedient and gentle.
Lily Mu was the first to enter the inner room and see the beautiful scenery. Even though she knew the situation was unusual, she was still in a daze.
Instead, the eldest prince was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed in admiration.
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