Yang Xiaomei's hair practically stood on end.
Following the Jade Hand upward with her gaze, she saw a woman standing beside her, dressed in a blue-flowered red silk jacket and skirt, with a black fur scarf around her neck. She looked delicate and strikingly beautiful.
Yang Xiaomei's pupils contracted sharply. She pressed herself tightly against the rock and raised her medicine hoe slightly. "Who are you?"
In the dead of winter, atop a mountain peak, a stunning woman suddenly appeared holding a steaming chicken leg. It would have been stranger if she were not a ghost.
Could it be... Yang Xiaomei's thoughts raced, and her breathing paused slightly.
"My name is Liu Qingquan." The woman blinked her large eyes. "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person. We just came from the village."
Yang Xiaomei suddenly looked up.
"Xiaomei!" A crisp voice rang out, and then a streak of white light appeared before Yang Xiaomei.
"Ginseng Treasure!" Yang Xiaomei's eyes lit up as she cried out in delight. "You're alright?"
"Mhm, mhm! Fairy Sister saved me!"
The next moment, Yang Xiaomei felt the surroundings suddenly grow warm. The cold wind vanished, and it felt as warm as spring.
When Yang Xiaomei looked up, she saw several more figures outside. Aside from one young scholar, every one of them was a beautiful older sister.
The breathtaking woman at the front, dressed in a pink, peach-patterned, bamboo-shadow trailing gown, smiled gently. "Did you come to save Ginseng Treasure?"
Yang Xiaomei's eyes shifted. She glanced at Ginseng Doll, then put on a smile. "Yes. Are you the Fairy Sister who saved Ginseng Treasure?"
Shen Ying shook her head, then nodded again, tacitly admitting it.
Though Lu Zheng had been the one to act, husband and wife were one body, so it naturally counted as