Chapter 118: Stories of the Past

Everyone was stunned into silence when Jun Huang walked out of the room. Had the turquoise she wore transformed her into an unmatched beauty, or had she elevated the robe into the perfect embodiment of the melancholy sky? What was indisputable was that everything else paled in comparison to her. It was as if she was the only person left standing in the world.

The housekeeper snuck a few glances at her. Gentleman Feng is a man, he thought, but I’ve never seen anyone so beautiful. He is indeed an extraordinary person with no match in the world.

“What’s wrong?” asked Jun Huang. The housekeeper had been staring at her during their trip to Prince Chen Manor. It wasn’t obvious, but Jun Huang could feel his eyes on her.

The housekeeper’s face turned red in mortification. He was more than forty years old for heaven’s sake, and yet here he was, feeling bashful because of Jun Huang’s polite but aloof smile. He shook his head and continued forward.

Inside the manor, Jun Huang could...