The Lord of Longyue, dressed in a pure white gauze, her face is elegant and cold, with no expression on her snow-white face, as quiet as a sculpture.
Her eyes were as bright as sapphires, like deep lakes.
Like a glamorous anemone, beautiful and cold.
With a flawless moon shining behind her, she seemed to be the only existence in the whole world.
When she was talking, the black-haired woman and the purple-haired woman of the Longyue tribe beside her were quiet.
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