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He had rested for the night.

In the morning, Zhu Minglang was awakened by a chorus of delicate calls—his room was right along the street.

Zhu Minglang pushed open the window and saw that the road below was somehow filled with people, mostly women, but also a significant number of men, dressed in styles that suggested many, like Zhu Minglang and his companions, came from other countries.

As Zhu Minglang wondered what was going on, a luxurious carriage drawn by three majestic golden dragons slowly made its way down the Flower God Avenue.

The carriage itself was like a magnificent treasure mountain adorned with the most luxurious of rare flowers, colorful exquisite silks draped over a maple wood base, and a dazzling array of gold ornaments, silver ones, Luminous Pearls, jade, and other precious gems hung from the prestigious golden branches.

The jewels alone glistened in the sunlight with a madly captivating glow, let alone the fact that atop the treasure mountain-like carriage stood a group of bold, gracefully dressed women.

Their skin was as white as snow, appearing even more radiant against the backdrop of the silver ornaments; their figures were just right, not a pound too heavy or an ounce too thin.

All had revealed their faces, each a beauty of the highest order. The city itself exuded a delicate charm like a country of blossoms and moonlight, and it became even more enchantingly beautiful with these stunning women everywhere you looked.

Zhu Minglang’s room had an excellent view; he could take in the entire gorgeous scene just by sitting on the windowsill.

As the treasure-laden carriage approached, Zhu Minglang noticed that the group of stand-out beauties was clustered around a woman at the highest point, who wore a silver jade mask.

Her hair color was quite extraordinary, reminiscent of white gold silk, paired with very sumptuous and finely-crafted silver hair accessories, giving her an aura of unapproachable divinity—noble and untainted by the slightest speck of worldly dust.

Her silver mask concealed her forehead and eyes, exposing a proud nose and seductive, soft lips. Even though one couldn’t see all her features, she still left an indescribably stunning impression.

“That is Princess Luoshui, the beauty queen of this ‘Festival of Enthralling Autumn Flowers’!”

“The women below her, revealing their faces, are already quite outstanding. They would be the unrivaled beauties in any city. But somehow, I just can’t take my eyes off Princess Luoshui.”

“I really want to remove her Silver Jade Ornament and see her true face!”

Below Zhu Minglang’s windowsill, a few noblemen from foreign lands held their elegant fans, appearing quite graceful. They were full of admiration, but for some reason, their conversation began to take on a strange undertone.

“That little mouth, tsk tsk, if I could ravish it at will, I probably would never tire of it in this lifetime.”

“I love her hair, it’s uniquely colored. Just think, waking up to see strands like golden satin strewn about with a slight dishevelment, paired with such a celestial beauty, I’d never want to leave the bed!”

“You’re all too superficial. I love her lofty air. The greatest pleasure for me would be to pay respects to her, then slowly bend down, not to kiss her outstretched hand but her noble and slender jade foot…”

Zhu Minglang spared a glance at the fellow with a queen complex.

While he looked quite dashing, he emanated an unstoppable lewdness.

“Thump, thump, thump.”

At that moment, there was a gentle knock at the door.

Zhu Minglang went over and opened it to find a woman standing quietly in front of his door, her plain face and simple attire rallying together into an exquisitely beautiful assault that made his heart thump, as if it wanted to leap right out of his chest.

“Is…” Zhu Minglang looked at her.

For a moment, he couldn’t recognize her.

Which sister-in-law might this be?

Without speaking or a distinct expression, Zhu Minglang simply couldn’t distinguish between the three of them.

The girl with a plain face and simple attire glanced at the open window, from where she could also see the lavish princess carriage.

“My lord, I have seen the Ancient Lantern Jade,” the woman said in a gentle voice.

It was the Prophet’s sister-in-law.

The only one who would address herself as ‘my lord’ was Miss Xinghua.

Nan Yuso would directly call him by his name or occasionally address him flirtatiously as ‘Charming Zhu’.

The painter’s sister-in-law rarely called him anything, speaking directly instead.

“Is it there?” Zhu Minglang turned his head and looked towards the princess’s throne.

At that moment, the extravagantly luxurious carriage slowly made its way through the crowd, the entire kingdom gathering around her, truly a case of all the stars surrounding the moon.

Princess Luoshui’s carriage was adorned with some of the rarest jewels in the world, displayed for all to see like those delicate, prized flowers.

“Yes,” Li Xinghua nodded.

“Come inside to talk,” Zhu Minglang invited Li Xinghua in and gently closed the door.

Reaching the windowsill, Li Xinghua’s unique, profound eyes stared at the approaching princess carriage, seemingly too focused, as she accidentally brushed off some dried flowers from the window ledge.

These dried flower branches fell onto the street and onto the heads of a few scholars with peculiar tastes, one of whom, obsessed with queens, became somewhat irritated, tossing the branches aside and turning around, raising his eyes to scold.

But as soon as he saw the plainly dressed yet breathtakingly beautiful woman at the window, he was utterly stunned.

After a short while, he tugged at the sleeves of his two companions.

His two friends were somewhat impatient because Princess Luoshui was about to pass right in front of them.

Finally giving in to his persistence, they turned their heads towards the low building’s window behind them and also stared in stunned silence…

As the throne carriage passed by the street where they stood, they even forgot to turn around, fixated on the earnestly focused beauty at the window sill. With no carriage, no gold or silver, no throng of maidens, and not even a trace of makeup, her beauty that could bring down kingdoms struck directly at the heart!

At the window, Zhu Minglang glared fiercely at these men with eyes like starving wolves!

The men were then embarrassed and hastily displayed their superficial courtesy, bowing and apologizing to Zhu Minglang, but internally they were filled with frustration and sorrow.

Why would such a peerless beauty be in a man’s room!

Shouldn’t she be as pure as ice and chaste as jade!

“It’s not on those gold-dusted branches…” Miss Xinghua continued searching, believing the Ancient Lantern Jade would be displayed on that treasure-like vehicle, but she hadn’t found it.

Finally, Li Xinghua’s gaze landed on the face of the Princess of the Miao Kingdom, focusing on the Silver Jade Ornament that covered her forehead and eyes.

On her cheek!

The Ancient Lantern Jade!

She wore that silver jade mask, and it was the Ancient Lantern Jade itself!!

Li Xinghua herself showed a look of surprise.