Mu Qing's expression was mild after greeting Lin Naoi and leaving the the small temple baptized by the wind and rain of vicissitudes.
Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue accompanied her onto a spiritual peak. There were three thatched cottages and a stone table in this tranquil place. The bamboo forest was verdant, lustrous and suffused with an aura of freshness.
Mu Qing was dressed in snow-white robes and appeared completely unstained by the dust of this mortal world. Although she was the prince's maid, her position, after crossing over to Mount Lao, was extremely high.
Han Wenze and Huang Weiyue were both cautious and treated her just as they would a young mistress of their clan. How would they dare treat her like a maid?
Mu Qing was humble and didn't act arrogantly just because she was the imperial prince's aide. She smiled peacefully while dealing with the two and nodded after understanding the current situation from them.
