After infiltrating the main characters' group, I became the most beautiful woman in the world.

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A cold, mechanical voice suddenly sounded in her mind, and Su Ning couldn't help but frown, mentally recalling that useless little system: "Little Seven, don't be so easily startled next time."

"Turn off this useless announcement. From now on, you'll announce it for me yourself."

If we don't teach this little piece of trash a lesson, it'll fly to the sky.

Xiaoqi silently put away her storybook. "Okay, Susu, I'll definitely work hard for you from now on."

Su Ning stopped paying attention to the task and instead looked at the woman behind the gauze curtain.

Peach Blossom Boy?

Very familiar name.

Su Ning was still thinking when she saw the curtain being lifted by a snow-white, lotus-shaped arm.

The face that Su Ning had been curious about was revealed.

The woman before him appeared to be over forty years old, yet showed no signs of the wear and tear of time.

A red-gold begonia hairpin was worn diagonally at her temple, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, loosely tied with a plain ribbon, a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, which only made her face appear even more radiant.

Her eyes and brows were adorned with faint dimples, and her smile was like a spring breeze blowing across the southern bank of the Yangtze River. She was not as naive and innocent as a young girl, but she was still incredibly charming.

She wore a moon-white jacket embroidered with subtle patterns, the hem of which trailed on the ground. As she walked, the hem of her jacket fluttered lightly, revealing a mutton-fat jade bracelet on her fair wrist, which swayed gently with her movements.

Her skin remained as smooth as porcelain, without a single fine line. When she looked up, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, and in the flow of her gaze, there was both a woman's gentle charm and a sense of composure.

In Su Ning's opinion, she could be described as having unparalleled beauty.

But the way she looked at herself was strange. Su Ning saw love in those still pure eyes.

It's like looking at someone else through yourself.

Seeing that the other party remained silent for a long time, Su Ning hesitated for a moment before asking somewhat awkwardly, "This... Madam? Who is this Peach Blossom Gentleman you just mentioned?"

But then the woman in front of her moved gracefully and walked up to Su Ning. She stretched out her slender hand, but instead of removing the veil, she gently touched the corner of Su Ning's eye.

Her touch was very gentle, as if she were caressing a precious treasure.

Seeing that the other party meant no harm, Su Ning let her be.

After all, who wouldn't like to snuggle up to a beautiful woman who smells sweet and soft?

In fact, Su Ning had already guessed the identity of the woman in front of her.

After a long silence, the woman before him uttered a sigh: "No wonder you have the air of an old friend; you are the son of an old friend."

She seemed to be sighing, her gaze distant, as if she were recalling something.

Su Ning blinked, looked up at the beauty before her, and asked, "What is Madam saying?"

But then he heard her silvery laughter, "There's no mistake, I've seen your eyes countless times in my dreams over the past few decades, and now seeing them in reality is almost unbelievable."

"I'm getting old, really old..."

She sat down at a small sandalwood table, poured two bowls of tea herself, and then slowly spoke to Su Ning, "Young lady, may I see your face?"

Seeing Su Ning hesitate slightly, the woman chuckled and said, "Your father and I are old acquaintances. If you don't mind, please don't call me Madam anymore; just call me Aunt Wu."

"My name is Yan Wu, and I am the current leader of the Su Nu Sect."

Seeing that she had introduced herself, Su Ning sat down opposite her, gently lifting her veil, but she couldn't help feeling bewildered. "But I'm an orphan. I've never heard of the Peach Blossom Gentleman you mentioned, and I don't know what he looks like."

"Could it be that you've mistaken me for someone else?" Su Ning asked cautiously.

Upon seeing the other's face, Yanwu understood, and the last trace of uncertainty vanished.

"The young girl is truly beautiful, with cloud-like hair and a lovely face. Even someone like me, old and faded, can't help but feel tenderness upon seeing her."

Yanwu took a sip of tea, her thoughts drifting back decades. Her voice was ethereal: "With your looks, how could an ordinary family produce someone like you? Have you never considered that your parents were extraordinary?"

"But I... have never met my parents."

After Su Ning finished speaking, she lowered her head, a look of sadness on her face.

Yanwu stood up, sat down next to Su Ning, and gently pulled her into her arms. "Good child, you just need to know that your father is the greatest man in the world."

"What he did was unprecedented and unparalleled. Although the world has changed drastically, his name will not be forgotten. There will always be someone who remembers him." After saying this, she gently patted Su Ning's hand again.

It seemed as if he were sighing, "Peach Blossom Gentleman, back then he was the most admired man by women all over the world, stunning countless people."

"Does that include Aunt Wu too?" Su Ning looked up at her.

Yanwu lightly tapped the tip of her nose. "You really are her daughter; you always speak so sharply."

"Yes, I've been thinking about him for decades, but in the end he didn't choose anyone."

"And what about my mother?" Su Ning asked curiously.

But Yanwu shook her head. "He didn't choose any of the women I know, and I don't even know who your mother is."

"However, she must be an extremely beautiful woman, otherwise how could she have won his heart?"

Yanwu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the woman downstairs.

"Boss, this girl's friends are making a huge fuss about wanting to see her, especially one of the men, he's been talking so much I'm sick of hearing it."

Upon seeing Su Ning, Yan Wu was overwhelmed by memories of the past, forgetting all about time.

"Girl, what's your name?" Yanwu looked at Su Ning, her eyes overflowing with affection.

"Su Ning, my name is Su Ning."

Su Ning stood up and looked at the stunningly beautiful woman before her.

"Ah Ning, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Would you be interested in dressing up as the Moon Goddess?"

Yanwu looked at Su Ning and asked what was on her mind.

"The Moon Goddess? But wasn't she selected through rigorous trials by the Xuan Nu and Su Nu factions?"

Su Ning was truly shocked.

In the original novel, the character Su Ning had never met Yan Wu, nor was her background mentioned. Unexpectedly, after visiting Peach Blossom Academy, she unlocked clues about her background.

Su Ning increasingly felt like she was playing a game.

The cheap old man had a nickname, Peach Blossom Boy, which was the name of the folk song that the children sang when Su Ning first arrived in Fuxian Town.

Peach Blossom Man never appeared in the original novel, so perhaps Tangxi knows something about him.

These thoughts flashed through Su Ning's mind rapidly.

Moreover, according to Yanwu, her cheap father is a heartthrob. He doesn't even fancy the beautiful woman in front of him. How beautiful must her mother be?

Su Ning hadn't had time to look at the task that had just popped up from the system, but she guessed it was most likely about her background.

"Aunt Wu will give it to you as long as you want it. Besides, I heard from He Yu that you also participated in the pursuit of the Flower Butterfly. You are certainly qualified to be the Moon Goddess."

"Then, what about the Xuan Nu Faction?"

Playing the Moon Goddess is no child's play; it's not something Yanwu can decide on her own.

"Don't worry, the leader of the Xuan Nu Sect is my younger sister, Yan Luo. If she knew of your existence, she would probably care about you even more than I do."

Judging from Yanwu's words, she didn't seem to have any deep-seated hatred towards Yanluo.

How did the Xuanji School split up?

Wait… Su Ning recalled the folk song again: “A Peach Blossom Gentleman came from Fuxian Town, traveling the world alone with his sword, winning the hearts of sisters, but who will truly win his heart?”

Could it be that the split within the Xuanji Sect was due to his cheap father?

Su Ning felt she had finally understood the truth.