Sitting across from Bai Hanyun and Feng Xiyan, Gui Ying raised his brows when he noticed the tips of Feng Xiyan's ears turn red.
'O~ho~. So the stoic and stern Great General Feng is also an ordinary man. His aura is actually quite warm when he is like this. How interesting.'
While Gui Ying enjoyed the sight of Feng Xiyan's blushing face, Feng Xiyan's gaze remained fixed on Bai Hanyun's hand, which was still resting on top of his own.
Half an hour later, the coachman parked the horse carriage in front of the temple.
Jumping down, he placed a low stool beside the carriage and said, "Great General, we have arrived at Fairy Bai's temple."
Hearing this, Feng Xiyan stepped out first and jumped down from the carriage. He then turned back and extended his hand.
Bai Hanyun placed her hand lightly into his palm, and with his steady support, she stepped down calmly. For a brief moment, her delicate hand lingered in his larger one before she withdrew, leaving behind a trace of warmth.
