Feng Xiaotian and Qian Renxue had known each other for several years, and they had grown rather close over the past two years.
As a Reincarnator, Feng Xiaotian had known from the very beginning that Qian Renxue was a woman.
Yet most of the time, Qian Renxue presented herself as a lofty Crown Prince, rarely showing the gentle side of a young woman.
Feng Xiaotian was also somewhat curious about what the girl beneath Xue Qinghe's mask truly looked like.
Qian Renxue's gaze suddenly softened.
She turned around and slipped one hand into the front of her collar. With a swift turn of her wrist, she lifted away the entire mask connected deep within her hair.
A cascade of golden hair spilled down, swaying in the breeze.
Then, she turned back around.
Although he had long known that Qian Renxue was a woman, Feng Xiaotian still could not help but freeze when he saw her true face clearly.
The Qian Renxue before him no longer had a man's build, but that of a young woman who appeared to be only a little over twenty.
She possessed a coldly beautiful face, skin as white as snow, and a straight, refined nose.
Her eyes shone as brightly as morning stars, yet they were also like an icy lake in winter—deep and distant.
This frosty temperament differed somewhat from Ye Lingling's.
Her chill carried a trace of majesty, making her impossible to resist, yet also impossible to approach lightly.
Looking more closely, Feng Xiaotian realized that Qian Renxue's expression actually bore some resemblance to Bibi Dong's.
Seeing Feng Xiaotian lost in thought, Qian Renxue suddenly spoke.
"How is it? Did I scare you?"
The voice from Qian Renxue's lips was that of a young woman. It was not particularly sweet, but it carried