Hearing Li Qingzhao's candid denial.
An even more alluring blush instantly flashed across Liu Mengxi's pretty face, already flushed from her slight intoxication.
The little girl stuck out her pink tongue, suddenly overwhelmed by an indescribable embarrassment.
Seeing the living Number One Talented Woman of All Time had made her so excited that she had completely forgotten Li Qingzhao's current age...
The Li Qingzhao before her looked to be no more than sixteen, a graceful and peerlessly elegant young maiden.
By the numbers, she might not even have been as old as Liu Mengxi, a college student!
At this time, Li Qingzhao was still a pampered daughter of an official family.
She had yet to endure the fall of her nation and the turmoil and displacement of her middle years. How could she possibly write such exquisite verses steeped in melancholy at this carefree age?
At that thought, Liu Mengxi wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground, secretly blaming herself for reciting poetry without considering the occasion.
"Eh? Hehe..."
Liu Mengxi forced out an awkward laugh and stiffly changed the subject. "Well, then... Xixi must have remembered the wrong person~"
To conceal her embarrassment, the little girl familiarly reached out her fair little hand, grabbed Li Qingzhao's soft, boneless hand, and pulled her toward the gate.
"Sister Qingzhao, didn't you just say you came to visit my Brother?"
Liu Mengxi smiled brightly, her voice crisp and pleasant. "Come on, come on, hurry and come inside with me!"
"Brother and I are having lunch in the back garden right now."
The little girl was as enthusiastic as a hospitable hostess. "Since Sister Qingzhao happened to come by, let's sit down and eat together!"
Faced with this sudden familiarity and enthusiasm.
Li Qingzhao was visibly stunned for a moment,