The instant this young girl's figure appeared, as Ye Zhen gradually saw her features clearly, his breathing stopped completely.
The moment he fully made out her face, a sharp pain suddenly pierced Ye Zhen's heart, followed by a flood of thoughts.
This girl before him resembled Caiyi somewhat, both in figure and appearance.
Even her brows and eyes bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Caiyi's.
Yet under normal circumstances, whether through the passage of time, changes in a martial warrior's cultivation, or the practice of special Divine Abilities and Secret Arts, one's appearance would change to some degree.
But Ye Zhen could still conclude that this girl, whose features were seventy-percent similar to Caiyi's, was absolutely not Caiyi.
Besides appearance, a person's most important traits were also their temperament and aura.
From her expression and features alone, this girl exuded an air of lofty superiority, one that brooked no one's approach.
She was like a rose: beautiful, yet any admirer could also see its sharp thorns, making them hesitate to draw near.
Moreover, beyond the nobility ingrained in her bones, that lofty bearing carried even more arrogance.
Princess Changle, for instance, naturally possessed the aura of imperial nobility, yet the nobility that came from her very bones made people feel comfortable.
Furthermore, the Phoenix Spirit Second Princess's brows, eyes, and lips were all slightly narrow. Though this made her seem even more dazzlingly beautiful, it also faintly lent her a somewhat cutting air.
Ye Zhen did not know how others felt upon seeing the Phoenix Spirit Second Princess like this, but he instinctively felt uncomfortable.
Caiyi was nothing like this.
Caiyi's temperament also possessed a noble majesty that made people afraid to approach lightly.
Yet Caiyi's majesty was not that of a thorned rose. She was more like a snow lotus