Biluo was guarding the door when a stone hit her without warning. Her eyelids fluttered and she fell against the wall.
Zhao Qingxue was bathing in the room, surrounded by gauze and filled with mist. There were pink petals in the bathtub, and the room was full of fragrance.
The door opened and the wind came in.
Zhao Qingxue sat with her back to the door, her voice gentle and soft.
"Biluo, wait a little longer. I'll soak for a while. Don't worry, I won't fall asleep."
The man suddenly stopped, his sharp eagle eyes fixed on the hazy and graceful figure behind the curtain, and he playfully put away the dagger in his hand.
Zhao Qingxue was unaware of the approaching danger and only thought that it was Biluo coming over. She smiled helplessly, turned around, and skillfully extended her hand, waiting for Biluo to help her out of the bath.
The man's pupils constricted as what came into his eyes was a picture of a beautiful woman bathing.
The beauty's long black hair fell behind her head like a waterfall, her fair and smooth shoulders were exposed, and her tight collarbone and half of her round and white breasts were revealed between the petals, which was particularly charming under the light.
The neck is white and tender, and the light dress is light pink.
She raised her head slightly, revealing a stunningly beautiful face. Her long, curled eyelashes were covered with moisture, making her look innocent, pure, and inexplicably charming.
She reached out to him, as if inviting him to sink into the depths with her.
The man's dark and deep eyes were filled with ink, his Adam's apple rolled, and he raised his head, as if hard as iron, and his whole body was hot.
He waited for her to scream.
What would she do? Would she panic and refuse to yield, or would she kneel on the ground and beg him pitifully?
"Biluo?" Zhao Qingxue was surprised. What was wrong with Biluo tonight? She didn't say a word or reach out to help her, and she looked quite scary.
The man roamed around her unscrupulously, and she reacted wrongly.
unless……
But those eyes were clear and bright. The man's gaze deepened, his aura changed, and he took out a dagger and stabbed it towards her face.
Just as it was about to stab her, the tip of the knife stopped half an inch away from her eye.
He kept observing her reaction and finally confirmed that Zhao Qingxue was really blind.
Zhao Qingxue didn't get a response for a long time. Thinking that the water would get cold if she didn't get out, she stood up from the water with a "splash".
The undulating waves, the slender waist, the flat belly, the straight long legs, and...
The man's breathing stagnated, his whole body stiffened, and he almost dropped the dagger he was holding. It took great self-control to prevent himself from losing control.
But...
"Alliance...Leader, is that you?" Her face was as red as a peach, and she was shy and timid.
Zhao Qingxue felt that the jade pendant was getting hot. It was not obvious in the water, but she felt it as soon as she stood up.
She hid in the bathtub uncomfortably, with only her head sticking out. Although she had done that with Bai Qiuchen, it didn't mean she wasn't shy.
The man narrowed his eyes dangerously. Did he mistake him for Bai Qiuchen? He hesitated for a moment, then removed his cloak and black scarf, revealing a resolute and handsome face.
"Leader?"
The man hummed inaudibly, and Zhao Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief: "Is your throat uncomfortable, Alliance Leader?"
His voice was a little hoarse, just like that night... Zhao Qingxue blushed.
The man hummed again.
Zhao Qingxue reached out her hand tentatively, but was grabbed by a bony hand, which pulled her out of the bathtub with a slight force.
She cried out softly, her body soaring into the air, and the man held her in his arms, walking step by step towards the bed.
She was put to bed.
Smelling the unfamiliar scent of sandalwood, Zhao Qingxue felt a little flustered. Bai Qiuchen had a faint scent of agarwood on him. Did he change the incense today?
It smells pretty good too.
She sat on the bed with her hands on her knees and said shyly, "I...I haven't dried my hair yet."
As if he had received some hint, the man sucked in his hand, grabbed the clean towel on the screen, and used his internal strength to help her comb and dry it inch by inch.
He ran his hands through her hair and down her beautiful back, both of them breathing heavily.
The man hesitated, but Zhao Qingxue took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck.
Moonlight shone through the window. Zhao Qingxue whimpered softly and delicately. She wanted to escape, but was dragged into a new whirlpool.
Biluo slept outside all night. The man untied her sleeping acupoints before leaving. After two quarters of an hour, she woke up slowly, feeling annoyed at how she fell asleep, and hurried into the house to see Zhao Qingxue.
Zhao Qingxue fell asleep, her face rosy and her breathing long.
Biluo breathed a sigh of relief, tucked in the corner of the quilt for Zhao Qingxue, and closed the doors and windows quietly, completely unaware of what had happened.
The next day, Zhao Qingxue woke up, her body was clean, and even her clothes were neatly arranged, just like the first time.
She shook her head and laughed: "This leader is quite considerate."
Unfortunately, she is not the only one who is caring.
Zhao Qingxue didn't worry about it. Most men have three wives and four concubines. After her eyes were cured, she would find a place in the deep mountains and old forests where no one could find her, and work from sunrise to sunset.
Ice and Fire Silkworm, Zhao Qingxue silently recited these three words.
The leader must be found, otherwise, it would be a luxury for her to live independently, let alone in the deep mountains and forests, let alone avoid disasters.
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