Ye Qing of the Anbei family smiled very naturally, her face gentle and harmless as a lamb.
But what was hidden behind that smile, probably no one knew besides Ye Qing herself.
Even though Ye Qing's smile was very mild, Ye Xunhuan didn't let his guard down because of it.
Are poppies pretty?
Very pretty—but they carry a fatal allure and aura.
Right now Ye Qing of the Anbei family was just like that incomparably gorgeous poppy: dazzling and beautiful, yet carrying a deadly danger.
The Anbei family in Fusang was top-tier nobility, and Ise Grand Shrine and the Anbei family were intertwined in countless ways. Back then when Ye Qing wanted to find him, Ye Xunhuan, it definitely wasn't to have afternoon tea; eight or nine times out of ten she wanted to make a move on him.
But they missed each other. Now running into each other here could really be called enemies meeting on a narrow road.
