Bai Xihe and Little Yunzi left the meditation room. The courtyard was square, and the door was locked. It was as cramped as another cage.
"I'm going for a walk." Bai Xihe said.
"This…" Little Yunzi looked around. He knew that his master was depressed, so he went to get a lantern and accompanied Bai Xihe out of the courtyard.
The temple was located at the top of the mountain. The mountain wind blew wantonly at night, causing Bai Xihe's black hair and clothes to flutter.
As it was late at night, Bai Xihe was not wearing palace clothes or any complicated hairstyle. She only used a white jade hairpin to hold it.
Little Yunzi was a eunuch and had lost his manhood. Even so, he still felt that his master was really beautiful. She was like a celestial being in a painting, a spell in the mountains, and a goddess who had fallen to the mortal world.
However, for a woman with no one to rely on, beauty was sometimes not a good thing.
