With the addition of a "real" man, Su Li felt that her Little Fairy persona was teetering on the brink of collapse.
Last time, in the Original World, as a man, she still stood firm and retained the delicate grace of a woman. (At least, that's what she thought.)
In this world, disguised as an attractive old man, she had completely let herself go.
After all, from the outside, you couldn't tell that the Duke had any feminine traits, just an uncouth and rough appearance.
Just like her at this moment.
After autumn arrived, the weather had already turned chilly, and everyone had put on their cloaks. Su Li was no exception.
But what was odd about her was that she held a folding fan in her hand, occasionally flicking it open and gently fanning herself a couple of times, making it seem as if a piercing cold wind was cutting through her.
