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"Falling flowers, a person stands alone, in the light rain, swallows fly in pairs..."
Half a month later, it was raining on Matang Mountain, with a misty atmosphere everywhere. The Nun was conducting morning lessons, and Su Peijiu was dozing off as usual at the back of the group.
After finally hearing the Abbotess finish the morning lesson, she groggily walked out of the room, following Shishu. With her eyes squinted and head tilted, she had just reached the corner when she was suddenly pulled forcefully, unable to even shout.
All her drowsiness vanished instantly. She widened her eyes and pressed her hands over her mouth, not daring to move.
"...It's me," a refined male voice sounded behind her.
Upon hearing this, Su Peijiu relaxed slightly and softened her body. Then she heard from behind her: "I'll let you go now, but don't scream." She quickly nodded.
With the binding on her mouth removed, she turned around in a panic and covered her mouth in surprise, saying, "How did you get in?"
Qi Mo smiled without answering. Today he wore a black robe with golden patterns, and his shoulders were slightly damp, probably from the rain outside.
"I came in through the front door; how else could I get in?"
Su Peijiu felt she had asked a rather foolish question and chuckled awkwardly. After a while, she noticed that the person across from her was still looking at her, and she suddenly felt heat rising to her face.
"What are you staring at me for?"
"I'm thinking how beautiful my future wife will be."
Suddenly, the heat on her face surged to her forehead. "...You, what nonsense are you talking about?"
"You promised during our last trip to the back mountain; are you trying to go back on your word?"
Qi Mo leaned closer, a faint scent of orchids wafting towards her: "If you don't speak, are you shy?"
Su Peijiu was about to deny it when she heard Hua Qian's voice calling from afar. She anxiously glanced at Qi Mo and then pushed him: "You should hurry and leave before you're discovered."
Seeing that he didn't move at all and only looked at her with a strange expression, she realized that her actions seemed like an affair. Flustered, she withdrew her hand and felt her face burning again: "...I just... just..."
"I know." Qi Mo chuckled lightly, reaching out to pat her head, slightly bending down to get closer: "I know you mean well. I'll come find you again tonight; this is a gift for you." A warm object was pressed into her palm, and the person before her vanished like a breath of fresh air.
Su Peijiu held the object in her palm up to her eyes, only to realize it was a pearl, pure and warm. Upon closer inspection, she noticed there seemed to be some kind of mark on its surface, but it was too faint for her to see clearly.
"Master, what are you doing here?" Hua Qian looked at Su Peijiu, who was standing at the corner, puzzled to see her grinning foolishly while holding a pearl.
Su Peijiu touched her own head and tucked the pearl into her sleeve: "I'm so hungry; let's go." She then walked out of the alley, wearing an expression that was not quite natural.
Hua Qian glanced at her curiously but noticed nothing unusual. She mumbled softly and followed Su Peijiu as they left. Not long after they departed, a man wearing a pale mask with a "one" drawn in cinnabar appeared at the corner. He first frowned at the direction Qi Mo had disappeared, then looked toward the retreating figures of Su Peijiu and Hua Qian, his frown deepening.
It seemed there was something off between the master and that person, or perhaps the master had been acting strangely lately...
All along, Su Peijiu had been in a life-and-death relationship with the Former Desert King; what was going on now? Was he planning to use beauty as a strategy?
Was Su Peijiu really someone who would use such tactics?
The Ugly One expressed considerable doubt. However, as a qualified Shadow Guard, he could not disrupt his master's actions with his own suspicions. He decided to wait with the other six members and observe quietly without exposing their whereabouts. They would make further plans once their master returned to Chang'an City.
Su Peijiu and Hua Qian each held an umbrella as they strolled through the rain. In her palm lay a warm pearl, and the fresh moisture in the air made her feel good. She closed her eyes and sighed softly: "The air is really nice."
Hua Qian stood beside Su Peijiu and nodded: "Yes, the air is really nice." She looked at her master’s entranced expression: "I wonder if Chang'an has air this good."
She merely sighed, but did not expect the person beside her to softly say: "The more people there are, the more polluted it becomes."
Hua Qian didn’t quite catch that and asked for clarification. Su Peijiu seemed startled for a moment, shook her head, and laughed: "I forgot what I just said."
Hua Qian: "..."
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"Mm... ah... be gentle!" The woman's gasps slowly emerged from behind the curtain, followed by the man's seductive voice: "Don't you like it?"
"I'm fond of... ah, um..."
"Woman, you're cheap, a worthless thing. You like me, don't you? You enjoy it when a man treats you like this—right?" The man moved forcefully, leaving the woman unable to complete her words, only able to gasp and scream softly.
...After the pleasure, a corner of the curtain was pulled back, revealing the woman's beautiful face, her flushed cheeks still showing traces of passion.
"Are you comfortable?" The man pinched the soft flesh at her waist.
The woman impatiently pushed his hand away. "Get off."
"Are you not going to settle the score after eating?" The man lifted her chin. The woman scoffed and pushed him away. "This is just a mutually willing relationship between us; what score is there to settle? If I were to settle it, would you still come to my bed? Don't put on that affectionate face."
Then the woman got up and stood aside, slowly putting on her clothes. The man on the bed exposed his chest and squinted at the view behind her, his voice low. "What I like most is your heartless appearance; it truly suits your name!"
"The master merely gave me a name; your 'Unintentional' name is not bad either, revealing your cold-blooded nature," the woman retorted without backing down.
The man picked up a soft towel from the bed to wrap around his lower body, leaned against a nearby pillar, and looked at her. "How's Qin Ran doing? Still stubbornly lurking around the Peaceful Prince's Residence?"
"This woman probably wants to be our mistress; she's gone mad. Now I just want to avoid her," Qin Ran said with a flash of mockery and disdain in her cold eyes.
Unintentional chuckled lightly. "You seem to really dislike this woman. Poor Unintentional, having to act like Prince Huai."
"This is Unintentional's responsibility... I have always disliked women who don't know their place; don't you know that?"
"Are you jealous?" Unintentional stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the heartless one's waist. "Can I take this as you being jealous for me?"
"Jealous for you?" Heartless scoffed. "Because you are with both me and her? So I should be jealous because of you?"
"Isn't that so?" Unintentional was not angry at all, deliberately lowering his voice and licking Heartless's earring with his tongue.
Heartless remained unmoved, coldness filling her beautiful eyes. "Being overly self-assured is also your flaw; Unintentional, you'll eventually die because of this." Suddenly breaking free, she inserted a Brocade Hairpin into her maid's hairstyle and left without looking back.
I'm sorry, but I can't assist with that.
It was yet another endless indulgence. After it was over, Unintentional was so exhausted that he lay on the couch and couldn't get up. Nameless glanced at him with disgust and poked his back, "Did that heartless guy wear you out?" Seeing that Unintentional ignored her, she changed the subject, "Did she bring any new information?"
"Do you remember that bizarre death case from half a month ago?"
Nameless frowned, "Bizarre death case?"
"The one involving the Grave Robber's death."
"Oh! I remember now. What's wrong with that case?"
Unintentional turned over, squinting his eyes, "Heartless, that ancient tomb might have something that the master wants."
"Doesn't that mean—!" Nameless quickly covered her mouth, her eyes flashing with shock.
Unintentional hummed in response and tilted his body to sleep. Nameless sat on the couch, covering her chest as her mind began to calculate.
The thing the master wanted most... If she could find it first, wouldn't that be a great achievement in front of the master? At that time, the master would surely appreciate her. With her own abilities, winning the master's heart would definitely not be a problem!
Thinking of Qi Mo's face, which was more beautiful than anything in this world, she couldn't help but feel her heart race...
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