Perhaps worried that Qin Yu would notice her abnormality, Su Xihe stood up and walked out.
"Master, aren't we continuing the medicated bath?"
Qin Yu's voice came from behind her.
"That's enough for today. In another two days, it will be your and Xiyue's wedding. I'll arrange for someone to teach you some etiquette."
By the time she finished speaking, Sect Leader's figure had already disappeared without a trace.
It was only after returning to her own room and closing the door that Su Xihe finally let out a sigh of relief. Yet, the shock in her eyes hadn't completely faded.
It was already terrifying enough.
Yet it could still grow further.
She couldn't help but think of her younger sister, Su Xiyue, and her heart instantly tightened.
Her otherworldly, fairy-like sister—could she really bear it?!
Just imagining that scene sent chills down her spine.
Su Xihe for a moment didn't know if agreeing to this marriage was good or bad.
