If one were to picture a true beauty, it would be someone like Song Zhaoyi.
There were many women with stunning features, but someone like Song Zhaoyi was more than just beautiful. Her beauty possessed a unique allure that made her unforgettable after a single glance.
Regardless of whether they liked her, everyone present couldn't help but think that if they were a man, they would never let such a beauty go.
At that thought, the expressions on some faces turned even uglier.
If they, as women, were so captivated, what chance did His Majesty stand?
Princess Consort Wan's gaze swept over the pearls in Yun Zhao's hair. Her expression faltered for a moment before she spoke. "Song Zhaoyi, you are with child. It would be best for you to sit and talk."
"Thank you, Lady Wanfei." Song Yunzhao sat down gracefully. She could feel all sorts of gazes fixed upon her and spotted Han Jinyi and her companions in the crowd.
