The woman in the red dress had well-defined features and a face as exquisite as carved jade. Her eyes were clear and tranquil, as though nothing in the world could disturb her serenity. Full red lips added a touch of allure.
She was none other than Fairy Meng Yao, the mistress of Moon God Hall, whom countless men in Northern Spirit dreamed of meeting!
Such an exalted fairy had always shown men a cold face, keeping them a thousand miles away. Yet, bafflingly, she showed particular favor to this profligate young master of the Fengyun Clan.
The reason had become a mystery hotly debated throughout Northern Spirit.
"Meng Yao, this is a hairpin I found some time ago. This gemstone on it is Black Dragon Jade, which is excellent for nourishing your hair. Let me put it on for you!" Feng Chenye suddenly opened a wooden box and took out a hairpin.
Meng Yao glanced at the hairpin. It was indeed beautiful. Without coyly declining, she bent slightly and said serenely, "Thank you, Young Master Feng."
Feng Chenye hurriedly put it in her hair and praised her. "The hairpin looks even more beautiful on you."
The corners of Meng Yao's lips rose slightly. "You chose well, Young Master Feng. But there's no need to go to such expense in the future. I feel unworthy of accepting it."
"These are all mere worldly possessions. There's no need for either of us to dwell on them," Feng Chenye said earnestly.
Meng Yao gave Feng Chenye a long look. Reading really did seem to help. His words and conduct had indeed improved greatly compared with before.
A year ago, she had also regarded him with disdain.
But she did not know what fortuitous encounter he had experienced when he obtained the Youth-Preserving Pill.