The two beauties before him were one older, one younger. The older woman carried herself with stately grace, her dark hair swept up beneath a noble Phoenix Hairpin, her beautiful face calm and serene.
Even her loose, moon-white robe could not conceal her exquisite figure.
The younger woman's expression was slightly cool. Her hair had not been deliberately styled and fell straight to her waist. Compared to the teacher beside her, she was more like a flower bud waiting to bloom, but the makings of a beauty who could topple cities and kingdoms were already there.
The appearance of this stunning teacher and disciple seemed to dim even the radiant moonlight.
Even many of the prominent figures in the Imperial Capital were captivated by the sight.
It was hard to imagine what incredible romantic fortune a man would enjoy if he could have both teacher and disciple.
"Your eyes are about to fall out." Only when Ya Fei's jealous voice rang out did Xiao Yan slowly come back to his senses.
By then, the teacher and disciple had walked up to Xiao Yan together.
"B-Brother Xiao Yan, we meet again." Nalan Yanran sounded decidedly awkward. After wrestling with herself for a moment, she had chosen to address him this way.
After all, although breaking off the engagement had been awkward, Xiao Yan had kept their conflict to a minimum. Surely they had not reached the point where they could not even greet each other upon meeting.
"Little Sister Yanran, you're here too." Xiao Yan nodded with a smile. His current attire and bearing could indeed set many women's hearts fluttering. Even Nalan Yanran felt something she could not quite describe.
People could hardly feel aversion toward beautiful things or beautiful people.
"This is my teacher." Nalan Yanran gestured toward the