Due to her wearing men's clothing and a human skin mask of a man's face, even with her hair loose, the servants in the valley did not suspect 'him' to be a woman.
Fu Chou, carrying a long sword, was waiting outside Qin Garden. When he saw her, he walked over and silently followed behind her.
A gust of evening wind blew by, and a few strands of her semi-dry long hair brushed against his face. The delicate fragrance with a hint of floral scent made his heart pound, but he dared not show any sign of it.
From afar, a gaze locked onto them.
Su Qingyue looked towards the source of the gaze and saw a young woman in blue clothing, about twenty years old, standing on a small path outside the courtyard. Lightly powdered, her features were very beautiful, and her figure was graceful and attractive.
Noticing the Valley Master's VIP, the woman slightly bowed towards Su Qingyue as a gesture of politeness and then turned to leave.
