This was an almost perfectly beautiful female Eonic God. Her golden hair flew in the wind, bathed in sacred radiance. Golden specks on her galactic river dress gathered into sunflowers, adorning her with even greater holiness. Her snowy-white skin made her seem like a porcelain doll.
Li Tianming swept his gaze over her from head to toe, while the Falling Pear Little Empress Consort examined this legendary youth with her silver eyes.
Before he could speak, the Falling Pear Little Empress Consort said, "What a sharp nose. I hid myself this well, and you still found me."
"Perhaps fate had arrived, granting us the chance to meet alone in an imperial city," Li Tianming said, floating in the wind with a faint smile.
His white hair streamed behind him, and his eyes were shattered, yet he still possessed a defiant, singular beauty.
Hearing this, the Falling Pear Little Empress Consort shrugged and sneered. "The dignified heir of Yanhuang should not make such lowly, vulgar jokes. I am a married woman."
"Yes. But I heard that you are too young, that your body is not yet ready, and that you have never shared a bed with the Heavenly Emperor," Li Tianming said.
The Falling Pear Little Empress Consort's expression tightened, and a trace of anger appeared on her face. "Where did you hear such a ridiculous rumor?"
"Whether it is a rumor or not, you know in your heart," Li Tianming said.
"The question is, what the fuck does it have to do with you?" The Falling Pear Little Empress Consort finally could not endure it any longer and cursed.
"Oh?" Li Tianming did not continue teasing her. Instead, he said, "Then I will not meddle further. Send a message directly to your husband. Tell him you have been captured by