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, with mist in the air. There were pink petals in the bathtub, and the room was full of fragrance.

The door opened and 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 walking, his sharp eagle eyes fixed on the hazy and graceful figure behind the curtain, and playfully put away the dagger in his hand.

Zhao Qingxue was unaware that danger was approaching 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, and 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 shirt 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 seemed to raise his head, as 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 surrender, 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 make a sound or reach out to help her. She looked quite scary.

The man moved his body 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 her in the face.

Just as it was about to pierce her eye, 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 and his whole body stiffened. He almost dropped the dagger he was holding, and it took great self-control to prevent himself from losing control.

Rather...

"Alliance...Alliance leader, is that you?" She looked timid and shy.

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. Even though 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 took off his cloak and black scarf, revealing his resolute and handsome face.

"Alliance leader?"

The man hummed inaudibly, and Zhao Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief: "Is your throat uncomfortable, leader?"

His voice was a little hoarse, just like that night... Zhao Qingxue blushed.

The man hummed again.

Zhao Qingxue stretched out her hand tentatively, but was grasped by a bony hand, which pulled her out of the bathtub with a slight force.

She cried out softly, and her body flew into the air. The man held her in his arms and walked towards the bed step by step.

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 getting some kind of hint, the man grabbed the clean towel on the screen and used his inner 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 was a little hesitant, but Zhao Qingxue took the initiative to hook her arms around his neck.

The moonlight shone through the window. Zhao Qingxue whimpered softly and tried to escape, but was dragged into a new vortex.

Biluo slept outside all night. The man untied her sleeping bag before leaving. After two quarters of an hour, she woke up slowly, annoyed that 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 quilt for Zhao Qingxue, and closed the doors and windows carefully, unaware of what had happened.

The next day, Zhao Qingxue woke up, her body was clean and even her clothes were tidy, 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 about you.

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 recited these three words silently.

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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