"..."
The brain froze on the spot, even Cen Yueyue beside him was stunned for a moment before reacting.
Qingluan was not someone who made trouble unreasonably.
Well-educated, empathetic, gentle and generous, without the bad habits of those from wealthy households, she never puts on airs, and always places her status and position very low. She would show friendliness to anyone and could chat with anyone casually.
She was proficient in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting, constantly mindful of women's virtues and etiquette. Her demeanor was perfect, despite being disdained due to her background and the constant gossip, the image she presented to the outside world was flawless.
Looking up, though a smile as warm as the spring breeze graced her face, those vertical pupils still gleamed red with doubt, authority, and scrutiny, sending chills down one's spine.
