However, what awaited him was not the hard ground, but a gentle and fragrant embrace.
Old Patriarch Feng went stiff and dared not move for a moment. He raised his voice albeit with a voice much quieter than mosquitoes, "Su, Su Xi ah. It's not very good to be like this, this doesn't look too good. Release me quickly, and let me come down."
The secret guard in the hiding place saw this. His lips curved and he shifted his eyes away from the scene.
Could this be good to look at? An old man was embraced by a beautiful woman who seemed to be only in her twenties. Nobody could stand to see this image.
The woman wore a simple yet elegant dark green robe with the same coloured belt around her waist. Its delicate tassels fell on her waist. Her skirt fluttered gently in the breeze, her dark as ink hair was pulled back lightly beautifully, her countenance was noble and pretty. She looked sweet-tempered and beautiful.
