Ye Wanqiu was wearing a luxurious pink-red gown, with a long hem that didn't touch the ground, and tassels swaying at the edge.
Her voice was soft yet carried a hint of coldness, completely contrary to her charming face; her long eyes seemed to captivate hearts.
Unlike Noble Consort Hu's seduction.
Every move of Noble Consort Hu carried a tempting aura, while Ye Wanqiu resembled an alluring noble sister, no, more like the girl next door, giving an indescribable sense of closeness.
How does the saying go?
Right.
Pure yet alluring.
That was the impression Ye Wanqiu gave Chen Mo.
The most crucial aspect was her "title."
Chen Mo searched through his little notes in his mind.
There it was.
She had appeared twice before in simulations.
Both times involved very intimate interactions with him.
This woman seemed easily obtainable...
"So it's Consort Jing, this maid has seen Consort Jing." Chen Mo bowed to Ye Wanqiu.
