Mu Qingli held a wine jug in her hand, her drunken eyes slightly glazed as she walked towards her own room, yet, distracted for a moment... she walked into the wrong room and pushed open the door to Shangguan Xuanyue's room.
By the time she entered, she realized something was amiss inside the room.
The bed curtains were actually drawn down...
She furrowed her brows.
Which death-desiring fool dared to sleep on her bed?
She staggered over, flung the curtains aside, and discovered a devastatingly handsome man lying on the bed, a beauty that could cause the downfall of nations.
Who is this man? He looks somewhat familiar, where have I seen him before?
Mu Qingli slowly leaned in, intending to get a clear look at the man.
At that moment, the man on the bed opened his eyes, and those watery, peach blossom-like pupils floated with a lazy allure, yet so captivating, that for a moment, Mu Qingli was spellbound.
"Do you like what you see?"
