My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

"Commander, protect Miss!" Cui Meng shouted, stepping in front of Cui Wanqing and staring intently into the unfathomable depths of the mansion.

However, compared to the terrified maids and the guards who were on high alert,

As the eldest daughter of a prominent family, Cui Wanqing quickly forced herself to calm down after a brief moment of shock.

Instead of backing down, her beautiful eyes burst forth with an unprecedentedly bright light!

"Commander Cui, put your knife away!"

Although Cui Wanqing's voice was still trembling slightly, it conveyed an undeniable decisiveness.

"Miss! Something strange is inside! We can't go in!" Cui Meng was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"It's not a ghost, it's the work of a deity!"

Cui Wanqing took a deep breath, pulled Huan'er up from the ground, and stared intently at the open door.

"The heavy bronze door opens automatically without anyone pushing it. Father was right; there really is a powerful immortal residing in the Qin Prince's mansion!"

Cui Wan straightened her fox fur cloak.

She pushed aside Cui Meng, who was blocking her way, straightened her long, swan-like, snow-white neck, and stepped lightly across the high threshold without hesitation.

"Now that the immortals have opened the door for us, if we continue to be timid and hesitant, wouldn't we just be giving the immortals a reason to laugh at the Cui family of Qinghe?"

Seeing that his young mistress had gone inside, Cui Meng gritted his teeth and had no choice but to steel himself, sheath his sword, and pull Huan'er, who was terrified and about to cry, into the room.

however.

Just as the three of them, master and servants, stepped over the threshold and their feet completely entered the inner courtyard of the Qin Prince's mansion!

"Buzz—"

A strange feeling that defies description instantly swept over their entire bodies!

Outside, it was the dead of winter, with water freezing instantly and the wind biting cold.

But inside the Qin Prince's mansion, it was as warm and pleasant as springtime!

You can't feel even the slightest bit of cold wind.

What surprised them even more was...

The air was filled with an indescribable, refreshing scent. Taking just one breath felt like a cool, sweet spring flowing through your entire body!

Cui Wanqing was initially a little tired from the long journey, and even her chest felt slightly tight due to nervousness.

Under the sweep of this aura, it was instantly swept away!

She felt as light as a feather, her mind clearer than ever before, as if every pore was breathing with joy.

Cui Meng felt it even more intensely.

As a martial artist, he possessed internal energy cultivated over decades of hard work.

At this moment, he was shocked to discover that he had only been standing here for a few breaths, and the internal energy that had been stagnant in his body for many years had begun to become active involuntarily, and even showed faint signs of breaking through the bottleneck!

"This...this is a celestial abode?!"

Cui Meng stared wide-eyed at the precious flowers in the yard that were still blooming in winter, so shocked that he could hardly speak.

"The air here is even more nourishing than ginseng that's been around for hundreds of years!"

The maid Huan'er forgot her fear, her mouth agape as she stared blankly at the scene that resembled a paradise on earth.

"No wonder this is the abode of immortals..."

As Cui Wanqing felt a transformative lightness within her body, her awe grew even stronger. She finally understood why the Emperor and the Crown Prince frequented this place every day. Even an ordinary person staying here for just one day would undoubtedly enjoy longevity.

Just as the three of them were so shocked by the spirit-gathering array in the mansion that they were speechless.

suddenly!

A lazy, casual male voice, yet with a penetrating power that strikes straight to the soul.

Without warning, it exploded in the depths of their minds like a thunderclap from a clear sky!

"Now that you've knocked on the door, don't just stand there like an idiot behind the screen wall. Come straight to the backyard."

"boom!"

The three servants, master and servant, were frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

Cui Meng was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

He looked around in terror.

no one!

There was absolutely no sign of any living person nearby!

The sound didn't travel through the air to their ears at all.

Instead, it bypassed their ears and resounded directly inside their skulls, deep within their minds!

"Secret telepathy?!"

A huge wave of emotions surged through Cui Meng's heart, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

As a master, he knew all too well what this meant. The fact that the other party could send their voice into their minds without them noticing meant that if they wanted them dead, a single thought would be enough to turn the three of them into three cold corpses!

Faced with such godlike power, he, a so-called top mortal expert, was not even as good as an infant.

"Commander...commander, who was speaking just now?" The maid Huan'er was so frightened she almost wet her pants.

"Shut up! Don't talk nonsense!" Cui Meng shouted in a low voice.

Cui Wanqing's heart was pounding.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in her heart. She knew that this mysterious immortal had already discovered them and had not turned them away.

"Let's go. Follow me to the backyard to pay our respects to the immortal."

Cui Wan tidied her appearance, trying her best to maintain the dignity and composure of a noblewoman.

The three servants, master and servant, walked along the warm, spring-like corridor, through gardens full of flowers, and with a sense of pilgrimage-like reverence, carefully made their way to the backyard.

Pass through a moon gate.

The scene in the backyard came into their view.

There was no sacred altar with an ethereal, misty atmosphere as I had imagined.

There were no otherworldly, white-haired old immortals.

Under a large locust tree in the center of the backyard, there was a white marble table.

Beside the stone table sat a young man dressed in a loose white robe.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. His long, black hair was casually tied back with a wooden hairpin, and he exuded an indescribable air of languor and otherworldly elegance.

He seemed to blend into the surrounding world; if you closed your eyes, you wouldn't even feel that there was a person sitting there.

now.

The young man was lounging lazily in a wicker chair.

Before him lay an exquisite set of purple clay teaware. On a small, delicate red clay stove, a pot of boiling water was being heated, wisps of steam rising from it.

He was toying with a crystal-clear teacup in one hand.

Without even glancing up at the three servants who entered the courtyard, he simply picked up the scalding kettle and poured boiling water into the purple clay teapot.

A unique tea aroma, so refreshing and invigorating that it seemed to lift one's very soul, instantly filled the entire backyard.

"What are you standing there for?"

The young man put down the kettle, picked up the teacup with his slender fingers, and gently blew on the steam rising from it.

He finally raised his head, his dark, deep eyes sweeping lightly over Cui Wanqing's stunningly beautiful face.

A half-smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He casually pointed to a few stone benches opposite the stone table.

"It's windy outside. Come in, sit down and have a cup of tea."