[Who else could it be? Isn't it obvious right in front of our eyes? Hmph! A dog of a man destined to attract women like bees to honey!]
Grumbling inside, Yun Ran cast a sidelong glance at Nangong Mo...
The man sat leisurely with an aura of unmatched elegance, pride evident on his handsome face, as if saying:
This lord isn't guilty, this lord has done nothing! This lord is pure and upright, a peerless good man! Young lady, do not slander this lord!
Yuan Feishuang gazed at Nangong Mo with a smile, unable to hide the admiration and affection in her eyes. With utter candor, she said to the Empress Dowager:
"Naturally, the one I have set my eyes on is Cousin Mo. Grandmother, what do you think of Shuang'er's taste? Is it not excellent?"
The Empress Dowager's expression froze a bit, seemingly surprised. She didn't immediately answer Yuan Feishuang's question, instinctively glancing at Yun Ran instead.
