"State preceptor, state preceptor?"
The veiled woman called out a few times and found that Luo Yuheng's face was dull and his eyes were unfocused. He was like a Jade Beauty, beautiful but without any spirit.
The veiled woman stretched out her hand to push, but she was blocked by a wall of Qi.
............
In a small courtyard in the outer city.
A dim light that ordinary people couldn't catch descended and landed in the courtyard. It turned into a beautiful woman wearing a black Daoist robe and a lotus flower crown on her head.
She had almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks. Her facial features were beautiful, and her black hair was beautiful. Even her loose Daoist robe couldn't hide her proud and straight chest.
Luo Yuheng pushed the door open and entered. He saw a white-haired old Daoist priest lying on the bed with a peaceful expression.
