The garden of Prince Jin's Mansion is neither too big nor too small. By the time Yun Qinghuan followed the cobblestone path and found the Fanghua Pavilion by the Yingyue Lake, half a stick of incense had passed.

She looked at the back of the man in the pavilion from a distance, and saw that he was wearing a moon-white gown, as long as jade, with long black satin hair scattered casually behind him, tied loosely with only a hair tie.

I can't see my front face, but this simple back view alone is worthy of the words "unparalleled elegance and splendor".

Yun Qinghuan saw him standing next to the table. There were various tea sets on the table, and a small stove was making tea. He rinsed the cup carefully, took a handful of tea leaves with black lacquer tweezers and put it on the table.

In a unique Feitian kettle, he raised his sleeves and lifted the kettle high, letting the boiling water pour into the Feitian kettle like a line. His hands were very steady, and the water line did not waver at all. His fingers were slender, his bones were clear, and his manners were

He is also exceptionally chic and elegant, so even ordinary things made by him are particularly pleasing to the eye.

Yun Qinghuan just watched from a distance like this, and for a moment he lost his mind. He felt that it was a kind of enjoyment to watch that man from a distance like this.

"Miss Ninth, don't your legs feel tired after walking for so long? Why don't you sit down and try my newly brewed tea?"

When a gentle and particularly magnetic voice reached Yun Qinghuan's ears, she realized that the legendary Prince of Jin, Murong Jin, was looking at her, with a light but warm look in his gentle and deep eyes.

of smile.

Unparalleled splendor!

Even when she saw the back, Yun Qinghuan concluded that this man must be worthy of these four words, but when she really saw his face, she was still shocked. It was not that she had never seen a handsome man, but someone like the one in front of her

I have never seen a man so beautiful that I can't find any words to describe him.

And that face gave her an indescribable feeling, as if it could easily make her want to lean towards him involuntarily, just like when she heard his particularly beautiful voice in Zuixian Tower for the first time, he could always let her go easily.

She felt he was warm.

"Are you the prince?" Yun Qinghuan felt as if he was in a dream, his brain was short-circuited and he was unable to give correct instructions.

The curve of the corners of Murong Jin's lips deepened a little, "If Miss Ninth thinks I'm not, then that's not a good thing. It's just a title. It's the same no matter what I call it. Just follow Miss Ninth's pleasure. If Miss Ninth is willing

, it’s okay to call me by my name.”

Yun Qinghuan was in a daze at first, and seeing that his attitude was particularly gentle, she was actually a little obsessed with this feeling. But after hearing it, she gradually felt that the words had changed. Although Murong Jin still smiled gently, Yun Qinghuan

He had a light and airy look, but his tone and eyes revealed a hint of teasing without concealment. Only then did Yun Qinghuan realize that this man was clearly teasing her on purpose.

Seeing him like this, Yun Qinghuan was still in the mood to act like a nymphomaniac. She glared at him displeasedly, "If the prince really doesn't mind, then a daughter of the people would be more respectful than obey his orders. Murong Jin..." Just this anger, really

When she called out the name, she suddenly felt uncomfortable and could only stay there without knowing what to say.
Chapter completed!