With Jiang Jingyi playing matchmaker, Murong Ziyan attached particular importance to the upcoming meeting. She deliberately changed into three different outfits in succession before finally settling on a light purple, cinched-waist long dress paired with a silver ribbon.
She styled her hair into something resembling a Flying Sky Bun, leaving only a few loose strands hanging by her ears.
Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, she nodded. Not bad at all.
"With looks like mine, even in the Immortal Realm, though I can't compare to the Supreme Ones, I'd still count as a beauty in my own right."
"I just wonder who this mysterious extraordinary man the Supreme One mentioned is."
"(′▽`〃)Could he be someone I know?"
She muttered to herself, but still applied a little more lip rouge.
After all, the Supreme One had personally arranged this match. Her choice could not possibly be poor. There weren't even enough men on the entire Heavenly Profound Continent to count on two hands who could catch the Female Emperor's eye.
And that man had admired her for a long time...
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Over the years, no fewer than a hundred talented young men had hovered around her—sect prodigies, sons of great clans, legitimate sons from collateral branches of immortal families. But in the end, which of them had not come for the Murong Family's status, for her identity as a close official of the Female Emperor?
As for the kind of man who could truly make her heart stir... honestly, even she did not know what sort of person she liked now.
"Forget it. I'll go take a look first!"
Having finally finished grooming herself, Murong Ziyan rode the wind toward South City of Dingyang City.
A small teahouse in South City.
Calling it a teahouse was somewhat inaccurate.