Suddenly, they heard Zhu Pingniang's voice, and both Xu Chang'an and Miss Lu were taken aback.
Because the woman who walked in at this moment was vastly different from the Zhu Pingniang they knew.
Zhu Pingniang's appearance at the Flower Moon Building might not qualify as a courtesan, but that seductive charm was bone-deep, and her gaze was captivating.
But this woman in front of them?
Although her looks were similar to Zhu Pingniang, the aura... was one that Zhu Pingniang couldn't hold a candle to, akin to the difference between a brothel woman and the God of Luo River.
So, when they saw the woman enter, the fox-like charm of Zhu Pingniang instantly collapsed, and Miss Lu stared at her dumbfounded.
Her skin was like creamy fat, surpassing even snowflakes; under the glow of the lamps, her flawless face appeared almost transparent, and a faint breeze from the window stirred her hem, enhancing her breathtaking beauty.
Her eyes were like stars, clear as water.
