"Please wait a moment, Miss. I'll go request an audience with my lord."
Shen Huiqing wore a pale long dress, her almond eyes clear and bright, a gentle smile playing on her lips.
Only after seeing the girl nod did Shen Huiqing turn around.
A woman accompanied her. Though she was called a woman, she was more accurately a girl.
Her dress was moon-white, fluttering gently in the wind. Her hair was gathered into twin ring-shaped buns, with ribbons drifting from them, gleaming all the more brilliantly beneath the setting sun.
Even now, Shen Huiqing had not calmed from her earlier emotions. Beneath her serene and elegant expression, her thoughts swirled chaotically, tangled and complex, disturbing her mind.
To be honest, when she heard that someone had come seeking her lord and had directly called him by name, it had truly frightened her.
By now, given her lord's might, even if a Pseudo Celestial came in person, they would not dare directly call him by name.
As for all the gossip drifting through the cities, those were merely private forms of address. If anyone dared come to his door and speak like that, were they tired of living!?
Some things could serve as entertainment when spoken in private, but once they were brought into the open, no one could blame others for making a mountain out of a molehill.
But now.
Shen Huiqing hurried outside and saw—
A girl carrying a sword case, standing beyond the gates of the residence.
In that instant, countless thoughts surged through Shen Huiqing's heart. Amid their whirl came scene after scene.
Could it be—
Shen Huiqing was startled and suspicious as the earlier events surfaced in her mind.
She seemed to have experienced a similar scene before.
That woman she had met was now