As the saying went—
Disregarding the old man's advice would leave one suffering before one's eyes.
When Shen Tang needed to listen, she was absolutely an obedient good girl. Clutching the key points of Qi Shan's strategy guide, she did not mention either "abnormality due to physical incompleteness" or "Qi Yuanliang," the two biggest land mines. She never would have imagined that even if she kept quiet, the other party would bring them up himself!
Not only did he bring them up, he brought up both.
Perhaps because he had spent several days as a prisoner, the man's gorgeous, richly colored face had lost some of its soul-stealing beauty and gained an indescribable fragility, as though it might shatter at a touch. He was truly the sort who made one pity him at a glance. Even Shen Tang, who loved to bully others with her beauty, had to admit defeat and acknowledge that the man before her deserved ninety-nine points—she withheld the full score only because she feared he would grow conceited!
The man's crow-black lashes were thick and curled upward. They trembled and swayed almost imperceptibly with each breath, as though gently tickling someone's heart.
They made Shen Tang want to reach out and touch them with her fingertips.
Could she be sure those lashes had grown naturally, rather than being the product of some vicious cosmetic trickery?
The man possessed a relaxed air that suggested he was unaware of his own beauty. His every movement was carefree, and even when appearing before the ruler, he could not be bothered to carefully tidy his appearance. Hearing the commotion, the man raised his eyes and calmly looked straight at Shen Tang as she came from the side hall. "This commoner greets Lord Shen."
"How should I address you, then?"
Qi