Series: Первая красавица Чанъаня

The silvery moon was covered by dark clouds while the Chinese parasol trees rustled in the yard. The bells hanging from the roof eaves swayed under the wind, ringing softly twice. Shen Zhen did not remove her hand from the door but did not dare step out either. She was full of regret as she

“It is only for the best if you understand it as such.” Lu Yan tore his sleeve from her grip as Yang Zong made his presence known. “Young Master.” “Come in”, Lu Yan called back. When Yang Zong saw Shen Zhen was present, he hesitated to talk. However, Lu Yan had no desire to conceal

In Fuxue Pavilion. The night wind was freezing. But Meng Suxi’s heart was colder. Much colder. When she had come to live at the Zhen Ducal Estate, she had only taken one servant with her. However, her third aunt had fearing she would be short on maids, there were two more maids serving in Fuxue

A faint fragrance filling his nose, Lu Yan gazed at her with burning eyes. They were like the sun in winter, both hot and cold. The contradictory emotions they triggered in Shen Zhen oppressed her to the point she bit her lower lip, overcome with an indescribable feeling. Raising his hand, he slowly caressed her

Lu Yan went out with Judge Zheng that day. First, he drafted a list of missing people. Then he went to the Penal Department. It was past noon when he finally returned to the Supreme Court. As soon as he passed the door, he was welcomed by the sight of Official Sun throwing an ivory

The night wind blew through the barely opened window, caressing the candle light. When the wind was soft to it, it flickered gently. When the wind conquered it fiercely, it twitched in response. The gust of air passed through Shen Zhen’s hair. It licked the palm of her hand. And lost itself into the skirt

The carriage drove along. Shen Zhen, pressed against Lu Yan’s chest, did not move back immediately, letting the scent of sandalwood enter her nostrils. Seeing as he furrowed his eyebrows, she sat up, her fingers pulling at her skirt in mortification. Lu Yan was most unhappy and his whole body exuded an air of supreme

—— “She is sincere and passionate.” As soon as Lu Yan’s words sliced through her mind, the Princess Royale was left frowning, blinking, opening her mouth, closing it again. She only managed to say a few obfuscated ‘you’ in succession. Her eyes were so beautiful. But as they stared at him, they were very like

The night was getting darker and the snow rustled as it floated down. The temperature was dropping quickly. Lu Yan made his horse fork off, clamping its stomach with his heels. As his impatient master disappeared on the horizon, the little steward who cared for the stables turned his wide eyes towards Yang Zong, bowing

When Shen Zhen woke up, she was welcomed by the strong rays of a winter sun, filtering through the curtains, coloring the beams of the ceiling in a golden hue. There was no one lying by her side. Shen Zhen raised her hand to rub at her painful temples. At once she remembered what that