Chapter 337 Looking Coldly Upon the World, Misty Halls Palace Mistress. (1/2)

Chapter 337 Looking Coldly Upon the World, Misty Hall's Palace Mistress.

AST 337 Looking Coldly Upon the World, Misty Hall's Palace Mistress

While it was the first time Qing Shui saw this lady in person, he felt as if he had met her tens of millions of times, as it was as if she had walked straight out from that beauty portrait.

When the Misty Hall's Palace Mistress saw Qing Shui, she was also stunned. Although this result was within her expectations, she was still extremely astonished.

The man wore a thin light-colored nightwear, and exuded an aura which even she did not hate. Moreover, she could tell with one look that he was that man who had been rude to her in the dream with the sea of flowers.

In that instant, the Misty Hall's Palace Mistress had the urge to kill Qing Shui, but as she looked into his clear eyes, she did not know why she did not do anything.

Although she was being looked at with a infatuated gaze by Qing Shui, a gaze she had always hated, she also saw a tinge of complication in that pair of eyes. A mysterious color in those clear eyes.

”If you don't mind, please come in and take a seat!” Qing Shui regained his senses and realized that it was the first time his heart had pounded so quickly. After all, such an event was especially amazing, and it was something that he would never have thought would happen.

Without any guard, Qing Shui opened the path to the door, and smiled as he looked at the lady, and waited for her to come in!

The lady hesitated for a while, then walked into the room gracefully. Qing Shui closed the door casually and walked behind her with a gap of 1.5 steps while he looked at her graceful steps.

Only such a walking posture would be fitting of her figure!

”Take a seat anywhere! I'll get you a cup of tea!” Qing Shui smiled and said.

Qing Shui had so many thanks towards this lady in his heart. After all, she was the same as Yiye Jiangye, and was a crucial turning point for his life’s path or rather, a point which ”resurrected” him.

Qing Shui poured a cup of tea and placed it before the lady. Qing Shui knew that it was very likely that she would not touch this cup of tea, but it was still an act of courtesy he should show.

”Thank you!” After placing down the cup of tea, Qing Shui said softly to the lady.

Qing Shui's words stunned Misty Hall's Palace Mistress for a short moment. She looked at Qing Shui's clear gaze, and felt puzzled, unable to understand why he gave her the abrupt thanks.

”Why?”

This was the third time Qing Shui had heard her talk tonight, but he was still infatuated by that magnetic and graceful voice. Just to hear her talk was a great enjoyment by itself.

Her voice did not have seductive and intoxicating charms, and it would also not let one's imagination run wild, but it was the most beautiful voice in the world. Hearing it made one feel as if their soul was cleansed, which made one feel at peace, and even gave of a the feeling that everything about oneself would change together with it. It wouldturn very dignified and amazing.

This was a feeling, but at the same time, a state!

”It's nothing. You must be Misty Hall's Palace Mistress. With a head of beautiful tresses and like abeautiful goddess from the heavens!” Qing Shui exclaimed as he sat opposite her.

While the Misty Hall's Palace Mistress was divinely beautiful, it had been a very long while since someone had praised her in person. One reason was that there was no opportunity to do so, and the second was that few people had the confidence to compliment her.

It was because there were very, very few men who could hold their calm before her disposition and aura. Only when faced with an unparalleled beauty would one know what restrain was, and how unnatural it felt to be like that.

Just like how Qing Shui was now, and felt very thankful and definitely did not hold any filthy thoughts towards her, he still felt a bit restrained before her. And this lady was one with very few words, so most people would find it hard to open her up. It could be something which only young children could do.

”Do you usually praise women like this as well?” The lady brushed it off casually, and looked at Qing Shuil this time. Even if Qing Shui lifted his head to look at her, her gaze would not falter.

”I don't compliment often. I speak only the truth.” Under the lady's gaze, Qing Shui felt a bit guilty.

It was because he recalled that this was how they had looked at each other back in that dream with the sea of flowers.

He thought of the scene back then once again, but not because he wanted to be disrespectful to her!

”Goddess?”

”Demon?”

Qing Shui's hand casually moved to touch the lady's perky peaks!