Chapter 627: A hint of imperceptible inferiority in her tone! (

Lian Xing carefully groomed and dressed, picked out a box of the spiritual tea she treasured as a gift, summoned her courage, and according to the address she had inquired about, came alone to the outside of the small courtyard where Li Chen lived.

She took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the door knocker, her heart hammering like a deer.

The door opened with a "creak," and a woman appeared behind it.

She was wearing a pale purple brocade dress, her hair slightly loose, pinned with a simple jade hairpin. Her beauty was not inferior to Lian Xing's, and what was even rarer was that graceful and luxurious bearing, as if she were naturally meant to dwell in jade palaces; it was an aura nurtured by long-term high status.

Compared to her, Lian Xing felt that her own coldness as a "Saintess" seemed somewhat petty and green.

Especially the woman's perfectly developed, plump, and slender figure, which was full of the seductive charm that only a mature woman possessed.

The one who opened the door was Tuoba Anyu. Having lived in the deep palace for a long time and being well-nourished, she naturally maintained herself extremely well, looking young and beautiful, but that air of luxury was hard to conceal.

Lian Xing felt somewhat ashamed for a moment and stammered: "May... may I ask, does Commandant Cheng live here? This young woman, Lian Xing, has come specifically to thank the Commandant for his help in resolving the siege last time."

Tuoba Anyu looked at the pitiful beauty before her with a gentle gaze, secretly praising in her heart that His Majesty really could attract peach blossoms wherever he went, and the quality was so high.

She smiled slightly and stepped aside: "So it is Miss Lian Xing. Please come in; the wind is strong outside."

After thanking her, Lian Xing walked into the small courtyard, looking somewhat constrained.

As soon as she entered the living room, she was stunned again. She saw another young girl wearing a goose-yellow dress with an ethereal and refined temperament sitting there—it was none other than the heaven-favored daughter of the hidden sect, the Sumi Lingxiao Pavilion, Lu Mumu!

She had seen Lu Mumu from afar during the opening of a certain mystical realm and knew well that the other party's status was noble and her talent superb, an existence that someone from a small sect like hers could not reach, and the other party clearly didn't remember her at all.

This caused a sense of inferiority to surge in her heart once more.

Seeing Lian Xing, Lu Mumu only nodded slightly, her gaze continuing to curiously examine the simple living room.

Lian Xing couldn't suppress the curiosity in her heart and cautiously probed Tuoba Anyu from the side: "I wonder, who is this Sister?"

Tuoba Anyu smiled brightly and said generously: "Me? I am Cheng Li's wife, married with proper ceremony."

This was the identity Li Chen had arranged for her before she came.

With one sentence, Lian Xing's heart went half-cold, and the slight longing she had harbored was nearly shattered.

Whether it was the luxuriously graceful wife before her or the heaven-favored girl from the hidden sect, she seemed unable to compare to either.

She had hoped for a romance with Commandant Cheng, but it seemed there was no chance.

However, Tuoba Anyu looked at her eyes, which had instantly dimmed, but showed no intention of seeing her off, instead warmly inviting her to sit down.

Tuoba Anyu thought to herself: This is a rare beauty, and a sect Saintess with a unique temperament. His Majesty might like her; how could I let her go just like that?

As for that Lu Mumu in the room, she was an even greater beauty of the human world. Being so young and beautiful, His Majesty would definitely like her.

Lian Xing put down the carefully packaged box of spiritual tea and stood up constrainedly, wanting to take her leave: "Madam Cheng, Miss Lu, my thanks have been delivered; this young woman will not impose further."

Tuoba Anyu, however, was quick-eyed and caught her wrist lightly. The touch was warm and delicate, and her smile was so kind that it was hard to refuse:

"Why is Miss Lian Xing in such a hurry? The wind and sand at Hantie Pass are strong. Since you've come, you are a guest; it's not too late to have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself before leaving."