After the General made his decision, Li Jing turned his head; first, he cast a deep glance at Yang Yuhuan.
It must be said that Yang Yuhuan indeed was a rare beauty in this world, but compared to Yin Shiniang, as well as the fairies above in the heavens, there was still a gap.
After all, the confidence of people like Yin Shiniang came from within, whereas Yang Yuhuan relied on nothing but the Emperor's favor. It was precisely because of this that in Li Jing's eyes, Yang Yuhuan was no different from a beautiful vase.
And because of this very reason, even though Li Jing was astonished by her beauty, he harbored no other thoughts in his heart. Yang Yuhuan did not expect Li Jing to suddenly set his gaze upon her, causing her expression to stiffen involuntarily, but before she could speak, Li Jing had already said: "You were once a crown jewel!"
"A Taoist name, Taizhen!"
"You are also fated with my Taoist sect!"
