The hazy glow that had enveloped the side hall suddenly rolled back, surging to wrap around Jiang Yi.
He let out a soft hiss, feeling his body sink slightly, and quickly propped himself up on the daybed with his palms.
"Don't make a sound!"
A soft, delicate voice sounded in Jiang Yi's ear. It lacked its usual composure and carried a faint hint of tension.
The Tai Yin aura immediately gushed forth like a spring, completely concealing the two figures.
CREAK. The heavy doors to the side hall were pushed open, and a young woman in green robes walked in.
She glanced around and saw that the hall was empty, save for a calico cat lounging lazily on the daybed.
"Where's Young Master Jiang... Strange, I could have sworn I heard a noise just now."
Qiao Yu mumbled to herself as she walked to the daybed and gently poked the dozing True Master Xuanmiao with her finger.
"This side hall is so chilly. You should have found a more comfortable spot, Gui'er."
"Meow..."
