Xie Qing moved his hand, which felt much better than before. He was in the courtyard, walking on the snow-covered grass. The hem of his white robe had long since become damp, not to mention his hair, which was covered in snowflakes.
"This place is always in the snow," Lian Qingyi's voice sounded from behind.
"Is it?"
The young man turned his head, his eyes narrowing at the woman. Lian Qingyi was dressed in a light, loose red dress that did not accentuate her figure at all. However, her beauty was not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, she was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.
Nine-tailed fox. Apart from their not-so-positive past, they had a reputation as seducers who could easily corrupt the mind of even the purest monk.
