"Her dark brows were like spring mountains tinged with green, her eyes like autumn waters rippling."
This seemed the most fitting description.
The outer corners of her eyes were tinged with a natural blush, like a begonia in the afternoon sun. Her nose was slender and elegant, her crimson lips like budding cherries, the bow of her lip full as if holding a drop of morning dew.
Under the glow of the palace lanterns, her snow-white skin shone with the warm luster of jade. The ruby drop earrings hanging from her lobes swayed gently against her alabaster neck as she nodded her head.
TSK.
Seeing this Princess Qingyang, Yan Shanao clicked his tongue to himself on the other side of the hall.
'Putting everything else aside, just in terms of looks, this Princess Qingyang is definitely not inferior to Ruxue.'
The young woman walked directly before Xiao Mo and curtsied. "Qin Mujiu of the Qin Kingdom pays her respects to Your Majesty."
