Lady Lan wasn't angry. Instead, her lips curved into a faint smile as she reached up and untied the sash.
The wide black robe slipped to the floor, revealing the delicate figure it had concealed.
She had already changed into a form-fitting, light-blue court dress.
The soft, clinging fabric perfectly accentuated her voluptuous curves.
Her waist was so slender it seemed it could be encircled by a single hand, yet her hips were full and round, creating a breathtaking contrast with her shoulders.
The allure of a mature woman intertwined with the graceful bearing of a long-time leader, making her seem like a ripe peach, exuding a silent yet potent temptation.
"Sun Zhenfu."
Lan Yufei's voice was gentle, her gaze soft and alluring.
"Today, I... have no desire to argue with you."
Normally, she would have met Sun Yuzhi's blunt sarcasm with a sharp retort of her own, refusing to back down an inch.
