Zhao Yuan took the Moonlit Stars Necklace and placed it around Lin Xue's neck himself.
This time, Lin Xue didn't refuse.
The exquisite necklace didn't overshadow Lin Xue's radiance; it enhanced it. Already as beautiful as a Fairy, she now seemed to glow, so breathtakingly lovely that people dared not look at her directly.
In that instant, everyone—man or woman, young or old—was captivated by her splendor.
The minds of many were filled with poetic lines: "Fluttering like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon; radiant as autumn chrysanthemums, lush as the pines of spring." It had to be said that Cao Zhi's description of the Luo God's beauty in the *Ode to Luoshen* seemed to perfectly capture the essence of Lin Xue.
At this moment, Lin Xue was a Fairy, a goddess; a sprite, an angel!
Zhao Yuan watched her with a smile, his eyes filled with adoration.
