Fang Qianyuan studied the young woman's delicate nose, crimson lips, bright eyes, and pearly teeth. Her face was extraordinarily beautiful, and she possessed the pure, graceful air of an immortal maiden banished to the mortal world. Dressed in snowy white, with long hair cascading like a waterfall and skin like creamy jade, she seemed all the more untouched by worldly dust.
"Sister, why are you here? Weren't you resting at the inn?" At the sight of the girl, Young Master Wen seemed to panic. He immediately glared at the sword-bearing attendant behind her. "Li Yan, what are you doing? I told you to look after my sister, and you couldn't even manage that!"
"Second Young Master, don't misunderstand. I'm a guard, not a maid," the sword-bearing woman named Li Yan said calmly.
"You..." Young Master Wen deflated like a punctured ball, his temper completely spent.
"All right, Second Brother, don't get angry yet. I asked Sister Li to bring me here to find you. I was worried about you," the girl hurriedly explained.
"Sister..." Young Master Wen's eyes reddened at once. "Your second brother has botched things again!" he said reproachfully.
"Let's leave that aside for now." The girl clearly understood what needed attention first. After soothing her brother, she immediately turned to Fang Qianyuan. "Young master, my second brother must have offended you unintentionally. I apologize on his behalf. Please be understanding."
She was exceptionally lovely, and her voice was so gentle and soft that, never mind someone who had hardly been offended-even if he had been, any ordinary person would have found it impossible to stay angry after such an apology.
"It's all right, miss. It was only a misunderstanding," Fang Qianyuan said. "In fact, I was the one who accidentally overheard your private affairs and learned something