Upon hearing Qiu Tu's words, the woman sitting across from him nodded gently, then spoke softly, "Lord Qiu, my elder brother truly did say so."
At her words, Qiu Tu's gaze settled on her.
The woman before him was very beautiful, her face petite as a palm, with a straight yet delicate nose. As her gaze shifted, she exuded a gentle and captivating aura.
She was neither the icy beauty of Zhao Ji, nor the kind of allure that seeped into the bones like Guan Xiao; rather, at first glance, it was plain she hailed from an aristocratic family, a cultured and refined lady.
Such poise was not nurtured in just one or two generations; let alone in chaotic times, even in Qiu Tu's past life, it was exceedingly rare.
Her name was Su Wanqing, cousin to Kou Xuan and Kou Yu.
Her mother and Kou Xuan, Kou Yu's father were siblings, so she was considered half a Kou Family Member.
