Yaoduan Pass is located north of Dazhou.

Therefore, the winters here are particularly cold.

When it first snows, there are usually few snowflakes, and they are not very dense.

Like willow catkins drifting lightly in the wind, the wind blows harder and harder.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, and the snowfall became more and more intense.

It is like a woven white net; if you are more than ten feet away, you cannot see anything.

As the snow fell heavier and heavier, a man dressed in a simple blue robe entered the "Qingshui Pavilion".

Just then, a young girl in blue with her hair in two buns lifted the curtain from the pavilion, looked at him, and smiled.

"Why is Lord Ning here today? Why didn't you send Qingzi to inform him?"

Ning Zixuan smiled; Qingzi was his attendant.

"I was running errands nearby, and then I remembered... so I came here."

Ning Zixuan put down the oil-paper umbrella and asked the girl in blue, "Qingkong, where is your daughter?"

Qingkong stepped forward and helped Ning Zixuan take off his coat, which was soaked with snow water.

"The girl is still resting."

Ning Zixuan's lips twitched slightly, then he couldn't help but chuckle.

He's been here ten times, and nine times he's been asleep.

"Then I'll go in myself. You go and prepare a table of food and wine." Ning Zixuan stuffed some silver into Qingkong's hand.

Qingkong smiled, her eyes crinkling into crescent shapes: "Okay."

She just likes these men coming.

As long as they come, the reward will be plentiful.

Even now, after Ning Zixuan gave her this silver and prepared a table of fine food and wine, there was still quite a bit left over.

This is what she and the girl share.

Qingkong led Ning Zixuan into the outer room of "Qingshui Pavilion," served tea, and then went to prepare wine and dishes.

Ning Zixuan looked around at the interior decoration.

It seems like a lot has changed since my last visit.

"Qingshui Xiaoge" is a bamboo house that is warm in winter and cool in summer.

In the center of the room stood a large bamboo table carved with pear blossoms. On the table were piled various calligraphic works by famous people, dozens of precious inkstones, and various pen holders. The pens inserted in the pen holders were like a forest.

On one side was a large Ru kiln flower vase, filled with a whole bag of white chrysanthemums shaped like crystal balls.

On the west wall, in the center hangs a large painting of mist and rain by Mi Fu, with a couplet on the left and right, written by Yan Zhenqing. The couplet reads: "A leisurely spirit amidst mist and clouds, a rustic life amidst springs and rocks."

On the table was a large cauldron made of fireproof bamboo strips.

On the bamboo shelf to the left is a large official kiln plate, filled with dozens of delicate, yellow bamboo woven items.

A white jade chime hangs on the bamboo frame on the right, with a small hammer hanging next to it.

Ning Zixuan knew that further in, there was an indoor hot spring with running water.

This is also why that benefactor built "Qingshui Pavilion" here.

The hot springs helped the owner of this "Clear Water Pavilion" to recuperate.

All the furniture around was also made of bamboo, but it was exquisite in every way.

Therefore, high-ranking officials and nobles near Yaoduan Pass all liked to come here.

Of course, what attracted him and the others was the owner of this "Clear Water Pavilion".

Ning Zixuan lowered his head and gave a bitter smile.

Ning Zixuan never imagined that he would one day appear here.

This is the residence of Qing Shui, the most famous courtesan of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Even a famous courtesan is still a prostitute.

He drank a cup of tea, stood up, and walked into the inner room.

"Zixuan".

Ning Zixuan was taken aback. He turned around and saw Qingshui covered in water vapor.

Her wet hair was loose on both sides, and she was wearing a red dress, making her look both innocent and incredibly alluring.

Ning Zixuan's heart raced, especially when his gaze fell on her aggressive face.

Hua Rong wasn't particularly surprised to see Ning Zixuan's stunned expression.

This time, she possessed the face of the most famous courtesan, making her arguably the most beautiful person she had ever possessed.

There is no other.

A stunningly beautiful face composed of exquisite features.

The only drawback might be that it's too bright and therefore looks aggressive.

But she has a very gentle and sweet personality, and she also has a scholarly air about her.

The combination of the two is a rare gem, unparalleled in heaven and on earth!

Hua Rong was stunned for a long time when she saw the original owner in the mirror.

Such a face is probably rare even in the world of cultivation.

It should be known that those who cultivate immortality are inherently less likely to be ugly.

She walked to the table and knelt down: "You didn't say you were coming today."

Ning Zixuan lowered his head and pursed his lips. "I'm handling some business nearby."

"Oh, look, I just happened to be passing by."

Ning Zixuan took a handkerchief, walked behind Hua Rong, and dried her hair.

"You know, that's not true."

Hua Rong closed her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, thoroughly enjoying Ning Zixuan's service.

These hands, capable of writing essays and wielding spears, are surprisingly well-suited for doing such delicate, girlish things.

“Someone died outside the city last night,” Ning Zixuan said casually.

Hua Rong: "I killed him."

Ning Zixuan paused, then scolded, "Why are you doing this yourself? You should have asked me."

Hua Rong: "He's so annoying."

The city outside the city that Ning Zixuan mentioned is Guanbei City, one of the major cities near Yaoduan Pass.

The person who died was the deputy city lord of Guanbei City.

This deputy city lord is probably uneducated, and he has caused trouble at "Qingshui Pavilion" several times because of his status.

The original owner of this body had a truly soft personality and always held back.

After all, the other party didn't go too far.

In addition, she had influential people around her, so she wasn't afraid.

Who would have thought that this deputy city lord would try to force himself on her last night?

Hua Rong couldn't hold back and chopped him in the head with a single chop.

Ning Zixuan sighed: "I'm sorry, I should have dealt with him sooner."

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