599 Seventh Slap 6 (1/2)
After hearing Ning Xin's words, Yin Yan was able to breathe a little better. He carefully supported Ning Xin who was still feeling a little weak, and they stood obediently with the crowd.
”Who is that young lady?” Ning Xin asked, looking at Jun Wu Xie in the distance, standing right beside Long Qi.
Jun Wu Xie's flawless face with her unmatchable beauty immediately stung Ning Xin's eyes the moment she spotted Jun Wu Xie.
Having always been proud of her own looks, Ning Xin was suddenly feeling rather inferior before Jun Wu Xie.
In terms of both looks and grace, she could not help but feel Jun Wu Xie had the upper hand in both of those areas!
Nevertheless, Yin Yan shook his head. He had never seen Jun Wu Xie before.
”This gentleman here is our Zephyr Academy's Vice Headmaster, Ning Rui.” Fan Qi introduced Ning Rui with an awkward laugh as he pulled his fellow disciple out from the crowd to come before Jun Wu Xie and Long Qi, where he said to Ning Rui: ”And here are our two distinguished visitors. This gentleman here is Long Qi, a general with the Rui Lin Army, and the lady here is the Young Miss of the Lin Palace, Jun Wu Xie.”
Ning Rui was inwardly shocked, and he quickly hid the surprise in his eyes as he greeted the guests.
A distance away, Fan Qi's formal introduction had caused a particular person's eyes to widen with alarm.
When Fan Jin received the summons, he had just awoken from his drunken stupor and his mind was still rather groggy and he was still barely conscious as he was being dragged here. Before he could figure out what was really going on, his ears had suddenly heard the words ”the Young Miss of the Lin Palace, Jun Wu Xie”. That had startled him and he raised his head immediately to take a clear look at the young girl beside Long Qi.
It was just one gaze, and Fan Jin found that he could not take his eyes off what he saw.
The sun's rays were shining upon the unbelievably beautiful girl, its soft slight seemingly enveloping the figure in a warm golden glow. Her long hair was dark as ink, as strands of coloured silk ribbons weaved among those luxurious tassels, falling lightly upon her back. Her skin was snowy white, aglow with a faintly pinkish tinge. On that exquisite little face, he could almost feel the frosty chill, obviously expressing unapproachability, that made people stay away.
That one unintentional peek, made Fan Jin unable to ever erase this mesmerizing image from his mind. In the future, even with the long grinding passage of time, he had not able to wipe away this scene he witnessed today, which would stay fresh in his mind.