The young man sat beside the round case fiddling with the incense burner, his expression languid. He Danggui vaguely remembered that the last time Meng Ying, Meng Lin and the others came to haunt the bridal chamber, this man was also present, and at that time he wore his hair loose, but his temperament was much more elegant than now. Now that he was wearing a formal dress with a ribbon binding his hair, the person had a wild flavor, probably because the demeanor between his eyebrows was ...