The full moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight obscured by clouds, appearing a little hazy.

Except for the courtyard where they were, the lights in the other attic rooms had been turned off. Everyone fell into a quiet sleep, except Yu Zhao, who was caught off guard by the kiss. She stared at Bo Chi in a state of wakefulness and surprise. Her heartbeat accelerated unconsciously, beating against her chest like a war drum, making her dizzy and unable to think. Her mind was full of confused thoughts.

Why did Bo Chi kiss her?

It's just a glass of wine, will the other person get drunk?

Even if they were drunk, why didn't they quarrel or make a fuss but instead kissed?

Yu Zhao was thrown off balance by the kiss and was stunned for a long time.

Bo Chi narrowed his eyes, like a well-fed kitten basking in the sun, tilted the wine jug with satisfaction, and poured himself a glass of sake.

Although she was quite heartless in the past, her eyes were lively and made people happy when they saw her.

But now she was slow to react, her almond-shaped eyes were moist, and she drank without stopping, gulping down cup after cup. In the blink of an eye, she showed a cute and tipsy look, which made people no longer feel the doting of an old mother, but instead aroused an unspeakable desire.

Yu Zhao reacted, a strange look flashed across his eyes, and he raised his hand to take away her wine glass, stopping her from drinking any more.

Bo Chi looked towards the wine glass blankly. When he saw Yu Zhao's face, he stopped holding the wine glass and leaned softly against Yu Zhao. His voice was so sweet that it seemed as if he had eaten a lot of sweet-scented osmanthus candy instead of drinking wine. "A Zhao...how did you become two different people?"

She asked in a mumble, tilting her head to look at Yu Zhao, her beautiful eyes trying to open wide, as if she wanted to see clearly. However, as soon as she moved her head, her body slid down weakly, and Yu Zhao had to hold her waist to hold her in place.

Bo Chi smiled foolishly and rubbed her neck, ruffling his soft, black hair.

Yu Zhao looked at her, also confused. He pursed his lips and thought for a while, then held up three fingers and asked her, "What's this?"

Bo Chi raised his hand in confusion, clumsily imitating her by holding up four fingers, and said loudly with a bright smile, "It's seven!"

Yu Zhao: “…”

How did these three completely unrelated numbers come about?

Yu Zhao was speechless, yet for some reason he wanted to laugh.

After holding back, she thought for a moment and decided that it was a good thing that the girl was drunk, as it would make it easier for her to test her: "You..."

Yu Zhao originally wanted to ask how the other party viewed her and the evil sect in the martial arts world, but as soon as she said this, she changed the topic for some reason, her eyelashes trembling as she asked, "You... why did you kiss me?"

Bo Chi moved his head, his black hair slid down his shoulders, revealing a face with flushed cheeks: "Because I like you."

Yu Zhao's hands trembled and he almost couldn't hold her firmly.

No matter how she thought about it, she never expected Bo Chi to give her this answer.

Yu Zhao found it ridiculous.

How long have they known each other? How long have you been together?

The other person doesn't even know her other side, but he falls in love with her so easily?

She took him in because she recognized the Demon Cult patterns embroidered on the hem of Bo Chi's clothes in the cave. Although she developed a good impression of him afterwards, she always remembered that he was a member of the Demon Cult, so she restrained her emotions and did not indulge herself.

She thought that she and Bo Chi should be good friends.

Even if she loves him more in her heart than she shows, it doesn't matter, she can pretend it anyway.

But a kiss tonight and the drunken words of the girl successfully broke down her inner defenses, causing her heart to tremble, and she was unable to suppress her inner emotions.

She should...also be in love with him.

Maybe it was love at first sight.

Maybe even earlier than love at first sight.

The ancients admired the pictures of goddesses painted by their own hands, and the person of her heart seemed to have been imprinted in her soul.

People are bustling about in the world, coming and going, but only her appearance can make her heart beat fast.

The so-called 'demonic cult patterns', 'helping the cult members', and 'observing the purpose of this demon cult member' were, after all, just excuses for her to convince herself.

In fact, she had developed a crush on the girl long before she even realized it.

After Yu Zhao figured it out, he felt very complicated.

Because she still remembered what the girl had said to her other identity - to use the Yu Mansion to assassinate Ling Zheng.

The sweet confession and these cold words intertwined together made Yu Zhao unable to tell which side was Bo Chi's true face.

She held the other's hand tightly, her eyes like smudged ink, staring at Bo Chi dimly.

Bo Chi was unaware of anything, his little face resting on her shoulder, his scarlet lips slightly parted, revealing his white teeth and red tongue.

As Yu Zhao watched, his gaze gradually changed.

She stretched out her slender fingers, pinched the girl's chin and lifted it slightly, then lowered her head and pressed her lips against hers, exploring and tracing her carefully.

Her movements were slow, with a sense of unfamiliarity from her first time, and also a slight nervousness.

Bo Chi didn't have this concern. When he felt the familiar tongue tip approaching tentatively, he immediately responded with his eyes closed.

Yu Zhao's breathing became unstable, and he immediately held the back of the girl's head tightly, deepening the kiss.

The breeze blew by, leaving pink and white petals on their long hair and dresses.

The moonlight shone dimly, casting their merged shadows on the ground.

A night passed and the sky began to brighten.

There were morning noises outside the courtyard.

Bo Chi woke up in a daze, and saw Yu Zhao's face as soon as he opened his eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, and a little later she found herself sleeping in the other's arms.

Both of them were wearing intact clothes. Bo Chi breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed this. Then he recalled everything that happened last night. He only clearly remembered meeting the leader and had no recollection of drinking and appreciating the moon.

Bo Chi didn't care much. She was depressed by the pressure of the leader. After staring at Yu Zhao for a while, she touched his face and said through gritted teeth: "No matter what, I will never let anything happen to you."

She had a plan in mind, and she got out of bed quietly, deciding to find a place to send the secret letter back to the church.

As soon as she closed the door silently and left, Yu Zhao on the bed opened his eyes, raised his hand to cover the cheek that was touched by Bo Chi, and the corner of his lips curled up slightly.

No matter what Bo Chi wants to do.

It is an indisputable fact that the other party has her in his heart.

She didn't ask for much, this was enough.

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It's another dark and windy night.

Whispers were heard from the cult's stronghold in the west of the city.

"Hasn't the leader been in seclusion in recent years? Why has he appeared so frequently recently?"

"It's probably related to the Saint. I met with the Saint yesterday. She wrote a secret letter to me today. After Yiliu reported it as usual, the leader decided to come immediately. This has never happened before."

"I see. Could it be that the leader is..."

"Hush! Be quiet, the leader is coming."

A dark shadow appeared silently on the silent and dark midnight street.

Yu Zhao ignored the fear and trepidation of the believers and went straight into the house.

Yiliu had been waiting for a long time. He knelt on the ground with his head lowered, and respectfully presented the secret letter written by Bo Chi with both hands.

Yu Zhao took it and a thought flashed through his mind as he opened it - according to what Bo Chi said this morning, could this letter contain words of pleading for her?

If so, that's not going to be easy...

How could she agree to the other party's request, maintain her ruthless image, and prevent the other party from discovering her identity?

Yu Zhao thought deeply about it, and after coming to his senses, he calmed down and decided to read the letter first.

The letter was opened, and Bo Chi's graceful and beautiful handwriting appeared in front of him: [From the Lord, I have been undercover in the Yu Mansion for many days, but I have not seen the shadow of the martial arts leader Ling Zheng. After thinking it over, I think it may be because the only daughter of the Yu Mansion is ugly, arrogant by nature, and not good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting, which is why Ling Zheng does not value this fiancée...]

Yu Zhao:? ? ?

What follows is no longer important.

Yu Zhao's attention was completely attracted by the words "ugly face".

She laughed out of anger, and the shock of her internal force almost shattered the secret letter. Thinking that it was written by Bo Chi, she finally endured it. She just stuffed the secret letter into her arms angrily and walked towards Yu Mansion.

The Yu Mansion was shrouded in darkness, and there was silence and complete silence.

Yu Zhao appeared silently in Bo Chi's room and approached the bed. Bo Chi was still immersed in his dream, with a flat and delicate belly exposed.

Yu Zhao looked at her twice more, then stretched out his hand with a cold face. Just as he touched the hem of the girl's clothes and was about to help her cover her belly, Bo Chi suddenly opened his eyes, with a hint of confusion in his misty eyes.

After seeing the scene clearly, without waiting for Yu Zhao to speak, Bo Chi retreated first, leaning against the corner of the bed, crossing his arms over his chest, stumbling with fear on his face: "Master..."

Yu Zhao saw that she had misunderstood, and he couldn't help but move his eyebrows and explained: "Your belly is exposed, I'm going to cover it for you, don't think too much."

Bo Chi nodded repeatedly.

Yu Zhao's expression relaxed slightly, and seeing that she was too far away from him, he couldn't help but take a step closer.

The thin-winged creature at the corner of the bed was suddenly frightened and kept hiding backwards, apparently wanting to hide in the wall.

Yu Zhao: “…”

I told you not to think too much about it, but it's obvious that you don't believe it!

Seeing the girl's eyes wide open, as if she was afraid of the gangster, Yu Zhao felt aggrieved. He couldn't explain himself and ruin his current identity, so he could only take out the secret letter with a gloomy face and change the subject abruptly: "Is this the secret letter you wrote?"

Bo Chi glanced and nodded weakly.

Yu Zhao sneered: "Do you think the only daughter of the Yu family is ugly?"

Bo Chi blinked, trying to guess the cold leader's thoughts, and spoke carefully: "Yes, she is just an ordinary girl, and she is only related to Ling Zheng because of a childhood marriage. Although our Demon Sect is notorious, we are not people who cannot distinguish right from wrong. Why not get close to Ling Zheng and then let her go-"

Yu Zhao didn't want to listen to these long speeches. She interrupted Bo Chi and said word by word, gritting her teeth: "How is the only daughter of the Yu family ugly? Tell me in detail, what is it about her that is ugly."

Bo Chi heard her gritting her teeth and was shocked for a moment.

Could it be that the evil cult was so cruel as to destroy the ugly parts of Yu Zhao?

No--

Yu Zhao was just thinking...you tell me! You tell me where something is ugly, can't she change it?

If she really can't change it, she can also put on makeup every day, as long as... as long as Bo Chi likes it.

Although their thoughts were completely different, their moods were similar and they both became slightly nervous.

Bo Chi was afraid that he might say something wrong and hurt Yu Zhao, so he spoke carefully: "She, her aesthetic taste is too ugly, but she is so devoted to Ling Zheng. Everyone in my Demon Sect is beautiful and kind, especially you, the Sect Leader, who is the best in the world. Aren't you a thousand times better than Ling Zheng?"

Yu Zhao's expression changed over and over again, and finally he was reluctantly satisfied. After all, she was the 'leader', and when Bo Chi praised the leader, wasn't he actually praising her?

Thinking of this, Yu Zhao softened his tone: "Do you really think so?"

Bo Chi nodded seriously, trying to be more sincere: "The only daughter of the Yu family is so short-sighted and ungrateful. After we assassinate the leader of the martial arts world, we can just abandon her and save ourselves from getting our hands dirty by killing her."

Yu Zhao was so coaxed that he finally had the energy to analyze her words carefully.

After listening to him, she instantly understood Bo Chi's idea and said with a half-smile, "What kind of magic potion did the Yu family's only daughter give you? It actually made the Saint think so attentively for her."

Bo Chi's fingers unconsciously grasped the corner of the quilt, his face calm, "The leader misunderstood, I just..."

Yu Zhaoqi stepped forward and said viciously: "Misunderstanding? Then I will kill her right now!"

She turned around and tried to leave, but Bo Chi immediately grabbed her black robe and raised his voice in panic, "No!"

Yu Zhao turned around leisurely, his eyes fell on her hands, he suppressed his secret joy and chuckled, "Why is the Saint stopping me?"

Bo Chi's face turned pale, and his red lips were tightly pursed. After a while, he let go of her hand, knelt on the bed and kowtowed to her: "Saint Bo Chi loves the daughter of the Yu family, I beg the master to spare her life! In the future, Bo Chi will be loyal to the Demon Cult, and will not hesitate to work like a slave even if it means death!"

Bo Chi is a member of the Demon Cult, so it is normal for her to kowtow to the leader. Plus, the bed is soft, so she won't feel uncomfortable kneeling there.

But Yu Zhao looked uncomfortable, and he reached out his hand faster than he thought, grabbed her shoulders and straightened her up, and said in an unexpected tone: "You are the saint of my sect, how can you kneel and kowtow to outsiders?"

——Even for her sake, it’s not possible.

They should be equal and well matched.

Bo Chi did not raise her eyes. She could not see through the bronze mask, nor did she understand the true meaning of Yu Zhao's words. She stubbornly repeated, "Please, Master, when you attack the leader of the martial arts world in the future, please spare his fiancée's life!"

Yu Zhao lowered her eyes, her emotions fluctuating, the word "OK" was on the tip of her lips, but she finally suppressed it.

She couldn't agree too hastily and readily. There were still righteous people lurking in the Demon Cult. If they knew that Bo Chi had a special meaning to her, there was no guarantee that they would not kidnap Bo Chi to threaten her.

At that time, even if she was willing to hand over the Demon Cult, the initiative would still be in the hands of the righteous. Whether to kill or let go would depend entirely on the other party's wishes, and this was obviously not something Yu Zhao could accept.

The best way is to exchange interests and make everyone think that she and Bo Chi are getting what they want.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhao's eyes moved slightly, and his fingers on the girl's shoulders began to rub gently: "It's not impossible for the Saint to save the only daughter of the Yu family."

Bo Chi felt hairy all over from her touch, and upon hearing these words, she immediately recalled the scene she saw when she just woke up - this ugly and evil cult leader actually sneaked into her room in the middle of the night and reached out to grab the hem of her clothes, obviously coveting her snow-white belly!

And the other party shamelessly denied it!

Now that I think about it, the other party was obviously trying to develop an office romance.

Damn it, even if her and Yu Zhao’s lives were in each other’s hands, she would never agree!

At worst, I can just bite my tongue and commit suicide, and meet Yu Zhao in the next world!

Bo Chi's mind turned and he made a decision in an instant. He waited for Yu Zhao to speak and then he decisively refused.

And Yu Zhao did as she thought, and said in a hoarse voice: "As long as you are willing to obey me, I will let her go."

"Impossible." Bo Chi took a deep breath and said resolutely: "Thank you for your love, Master, but there is no room for negotiation. If you are not satisfied, please let me end this before killing Yu Zhao."

Yu Zhao's eyes changed slightly, and he looked at her steadily: "Why? What's wrong with me that makes you reject me like this?"

Bo Chi's face was calm: "The leader is good in every way, except that he is not Yu Zhao."

Yu Zhao's heart trembled and his cheeks flushed. He felt a little pity for Bo Chi's deep love for him, but his eyes were sore and his heart was shaken. He felt that with the other party's words, he would be willing to die now.

After taking two deep breaths to calm down the various emotions in his heart, Yu Zhao spoke in a gentle voice: "Then let's change the conditions. You stay in Yu Mansion to accompany Yu Zhao for three days, and go back to the temple to practice martial arts and discuss Taoism with me for two days. Apart from that, you don't have to do anything. How about this?"

Bo Chi was stunned, wondering why she was so easy to talk to, but since the other party was willing to give in, she nodded in agreement: "According to what the leader said, I hope the leader will not break his promise."

Yu Zhao chuckled and raised his hand to gently touch Bo Chi's face.

Bo Chi turned his face away, lowered his eyebrows and said: "It's getting late, if you have nothing else to do, go back and rest early."

Yu Zhao paused, then said "OK".

When she turned and left, she still felt a little regretful.

When can Bo Chi know her identity?

In other words, when will Bo Chi stop rejecting her current identity, and even treat her as a close friend, it will give her some comfort.

The leader’s sudden night attack made Bo Chi very worried.

She didn't sleep well in the second half of the night, for fear that the beast with a devil-like face would come back and touch her while she was sleeping. Fortunately, she stayed half asleep and half awake until dawn, and the other party did not show up again, which made Bo Chi breathe a sigh of relief.

In the early morning, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, which makes people feel refreshed.

Yu Zhao usually gets up early to go to the academy, but no one cares about Bo Chi, so he always sleeps until halfway through the class in the academy, and then lazily goes to secretly observe Yu Zhao.

Because she was frightened by the leader last night, she woke up earlier than usual and arrived just in time for Yu Zhao to have breakfast.

Seeing her come in yawning, Yu Zhao immediately stood up, took the handkerchief from the maid, dipped it in warm water, and went to Bo Chi to press the blue spots under her eyes.

His thin eyelashes fluttered, and he obediently let her touch and rub him. When she put her hands down, his voice was as sweet as taffy: "Thank you, Zhao."

Yu Zhao put the handkerchief aside, smiled and led her to sit down at the table, but he suddenly thought of Bo Chi's cautiousness and resistance in front of the 'leader' last night.

well.

The gap between the two sides is too big. Even if she is the one who is the real owner, she will still feel unbalanced.

wrong……

Precisely because both of them are her, she feels even more confused and upset.

Yu Zhao sighed in his heart, with a smile on his face, he rolled up his sleeves, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and served the thin chicken wings himself.

The maidservant beside her wanted to help, but Yu Zhao waved her away.

The two of them had a sweet breakfast. When they were about to leave, Bo Chi tried to slip away, but was caught by Yu Zhao: "If you have nothing to do, why don't you accompany me to the academy?"

Bo Chi thought about it and decided that being able to sit beside Yu Zhao openly was better than sitting on a branch every day, so he nodded decisively and said, "Okay."

They came to the academy together and sat together as if no one was around.

The students around looked at him in surprise, but due to Yu Zhao's usual cold personality, no one dared to step forward and question him.

After a while, the painter came in with a pile of paintings. Without calling out names or looking at the students, he directly opened one of the paintings and immersed himself in explaining the mysteries of the painting to everyone.

There were too many professional terms for Bo Chi to understand, but in order not to lose face for Yu Zhao beside her, she still maintained the demeanor of a good student, nodding seriously and sometimes suddenly realizing.

Soon, the painter shut up contentedly and began to distribute the scrolls, asking them to do their homework and draw a favorite scene in their hearts.

Yu Zhao quickly picked up the brush and painted a vivid picture with just a few strokes. Judging from its general appearance, it seemed to be a cave.

Bo Chi didn't think much about it and directly took out the anime style he learned in elementary school and drew a two-dimensional beautiful girl with long hair and purple skirt, sitting by the window and drawing.

After most people finished painting, the artist selected a few people to comment and then announced the end of the get out of class.

The others packed up and left, but Yu Zhao was in no hurry. He finished the work seriously, put down his pen and paper, and smiled with satisfaction.

Bo Chi moved closer to her and took a look. His memory was pulled back to the scene when they first met: "Is this the cave where you found me? The one in red is me? Am I really that pretty?"

"Yes." Yu Zhao smiled brightly, "She is very beautiful, like a goddess from heaven who has fallen into the mortal world. Anyone who sees her will fall in love with her at first sight."

Bo Chi: “Ah…”

Is this filter too thick?

After Yu Zhao finished laughing, he turned his head to look at her painting.

Glancing at the cartoon character, she couldn't help but chuckle, "Very cute style, as cute as you."

Bo Chi always felt that she was laughing at him, but when he looked over suspiciously, he saw that Yu Zhao's eyes were really full of love. She could only pretend that she had heard it wrong and nodded modestly: "Normally, third in kindergarten. Come on, come on, can you recognize who this is?"

Yu Zhaosu's hand slid across the scroll, brushing against the petals of the fallen flowers outside the window, and then across the purple dress of the beautiful girl, which made people feel quite familiar. Finally, she stopped at the scroll painted by the person in the painting, and hesitated, "I can recognize the others, but this painting within a painting... What is it?"

"A cave." Bo Chi explained to her seriously, "I thought you were drawing a tiger in the mountains, so I drew it. Look at this stick figure with the word 'king' on his head. Doesn't he look like a Siberian tiger?"

Yu Zhao was silent for two seconds, then nodded against his conscience: "...Yeah, very similar."

Bo Chipia narrowed his eyes elatedly, rolled up the painting happily, and prepared to take it back to his room to hang it on the wall so that he could admire his masterpiece every day.

Yu Zhao wanted to say something but stopped, and finally shut his mouth.

Never mind, the matchstick tiger only takes up one percent of the picture area, with thin wings hanging on the wall, and the first thing you see is the little figure in the purple skirt that represents her.

In this case, just hang up...

Yu Zhao convinced himself with mixed feelings.

However, three days later, when she returned to the Demon Cult as agreed with Bo Chi and was thinking about how she should get close to him, she looked up and caught a glimpse of the familiar painting hanging in the other's room.

Yu Zhao's expression suddenly fell apart.

Why...why can I see this Siberian tiger here? !

The author has something to say: Yu Zhao comforted himself: It’s okay, my wife still sees me at first sight.

Yu Zhao returned to the Demon Cult and said: Damn, why is this Siberian tiger following me so closely? This is outrageous! !

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The little cuties are caring for me, wooooooooo much.

I feel better today. I should be completely well in two days. I'm happy≧ω≦