Xueba of Marquis Zhenbei turned his head and saw the Yan Marquis and his wife.
The Yan Marquis was dressed in a round-collared robe, with a dark blue tiger-patterned brocade belt around his waist, dark red hair, sad tiger eyes, and a strong build—it was true he was a remarkably handsome and elegant lord.
The first impression of Lady of Yan Marquis was of a fair chin, wearing a lake green gold-threaded long robe, draped in a gold-threaded butterfly-patterned thin Sichuan brocade.
Her jet-black glossy hair was styled in an exquisite bun adorned with a pair of gold dragons playing with pearls, her hand, as fair as gelatin, wore a gold-inlaid pearl bracelet, like a cold beauty.
"I've long heard of the Marquis of Zhennan's reputation, and seeing him now, he indeed is a powerful and dominant lord!"
Madam Wei smiled slightly and began to flatter the Marquis of Zhennan.
Everyone has vanity.
So, people, all like to hear others praising them.
