A low sigh flowed into her ears along the night wind, echoing in the empty temple, and it sounded a little weird.
Jin Yuan pricked up her ears and listened to the noise around her, but after the sigh, the temple was still so quiet.
Even eerily quiet!
"hehe……"
Another low laugh slowly reached Jin Yuan's ears
Jin Yuan turned around quickly, and that laughter came from the side hall not far from her.
She flew to the side hall, and under the faint moonlight, she saw a voluptuous woman standing with her back to her.
"Who are you, pretending to be a ghost here?"
Jin Yuan asked as she walked towards her
"I'm waiting for you here..."
The voice was pleasant to the ear. It was somewhat similar to Mrs. Liqin's voice during the day, but it was different in some ways.
As he spoke, the man slowly turned around and smiled at Jin Yuan. That smile was astonishing!
Only then did Jin Yuan finally see her appearance clearly. She was indeed the Mrs. Qin she had seen during the day!
Different from her charming appearance during the day, she looked elegant and beautiful in white clothes that fell to the floor, and her long hair draped over her shoulders added to her aura.
"Why are you waiting for me?"
Jin Yuan looked at her warily
"Are you not the one who eavesdropped on the conversation between me and the Imperial Master during the day?"
She chuckled, walked closer to Jin Yuan, circled around her, and said quietly: "You can call me Mrs. Qin..."
"So you lured me out on purpose?"
Jin Yuan frowned, she really couldn't figure out what medicine Mrs. Qin was selling in her gourd.
"Don't you want to see me?"
Mrs. Qin raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "So I came out to see you..."
At this point, she shook her head and sighed with regret: "I didn't expect that the fairy Cai Bo Xingjun sat down on would actually be reduced to a mortal woman..."
She actually knows her identity?
Jin Yuan was shocked, stared at her and asked coldly: "Who are you?"
"The secret must not be leaked. Just remember that I am your kind..."
She smiled deeply at Jin Yuan and reached out to brush away the broken hair from Jin Yuan's forehead. The gesture was a little too intimate.