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Such a love may be destined for a tragic ending.
From a distance, the couple in the small courtyard danced gracefully with their swords, expressing the art of swordsmanship in an infinitely beautiful way, pleasing to the eye.
Up close, Ziyan's little face was flushed, resembling a ripe red apple at the end of October, charming and endearing. At this moment, sweat had completely soaked both of them.
As they practiced and practiced, with the sky growing brighter and clearer, Ziyan finally called to her Demonically Charming Man to stop. Thus, both of them ceased their movements.
"Are you tired?"
The Demonically Charming Man's perception and vigilance surpassed anyone else's. At that moment, he had already noticed a figure standing at the third-floor window in the distance, who had been gazing at them for quite some time.
He certainly knew who it was, yet he remained unfazed.
After they stopped, he asked his Beloved Child with warmth and concern while deliberately placing his other hand on Ziyan's shoulder, pulling her close.
This action was naturally intended to silently announce to the distant observer that this woman belonged to his territory.
Unaware of the situation, Ziyan leaned her little head against the man's chest in a very cooperative manner. Then, they ascended together and arrived at the door of Ziyan's room.
The maid Yang Xiaodie had already been quietly waiting at the door to serve her master. "Good morning, Master and Young Master!"
"Mm! Go find some people to prepare more bathing water for us; we need to bathe."
Ziyan happened to have this request in mind and immediately gave the order to Yang Xiaodie.
"Yes! I will go right away."
Yang Xiaodie finished her greeting and hurried downstairs.
Ziyan smiled sweetly at her Demonically Charming Man, and the two of them entered the room together.
The room was filled with a strong masculine scent. Was it because of the 'lone wolf' outside watching over her Beloved Child that she felt excited? Or was it simply that she was in the mood?
As soon as they entered the room, the Demonically Charming Man closed the door behind him and pressed Ziyan against it, kissing her fiercely like a hungry wolf.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Wuwuwu—"
Ziyan was caught off guard, her soft and sweet lips were forcefully captured by the Demonically Charming Man.
His kiss was so dominant and intense! Ziyan's mind went blank in an instant, and she quickly responded, losing herself in the moment, unable to stop.
In an instant, the room fell silent, with only the passionate kiss between the devoted couple echoing in the air.
After a long while, they finally came back to their senses when a knock sounded from outside.
Reluctantly, they parted ways. The Demonically Charming Man helped his Beloved One tidy up her disheveled clothes and hair. Then he stepped back and gestured for her to open the door.
"Masters, we have brought up the water," came Yang Xiaodie's clear voice from outside, like that of a lark.
Ziyan quickly cleared his throat: cough, cough.
Then he spoke from outside the door, "I'm here." After that, he opened the door and met Yang Xiaodie's curious gaze.
Ziyan stared at her with furrowed brows and sharp eyes. Yang Xiaodie swiftly averted her gaze and lowered her head, saying, "Masters, the water is ready."
"Okay, then prepare it for us."
"May I ask if the two masters will bathe together in the same room or—"
The maid Yang Xiaodie momentarily lost her mind, thinking there was nothing wrong with her question!
"What? Wait a minute, Yang Xiaodie, what are you thinking? Of course, we will each go to our own rooms to bathe."
"Uh? Oh, I am foolish and misspoke. I will instruct them to prepare separately right away."
Yang Xiaodie was quite frightened for a moment, but fortunately, the two masters had no intention of punishing her.
So she felt relieved to be exempt from blame while quickly stepping back and turning around to wave at the Clerks behind her carrying water buckets. She instructed them to quickly split into two groups and head to different rooms to prepare bathwater.
Meanwhile, the couple who couldn't wait to show their affection had already stepped aside, continuing to whisper sweet nothings in the corridor.
Soon, Yang Xiaodie returned to Ziyan and Ling Yuxuan, saying, "Masters, the bathwater is all prepared."
"Mm! Very good."
Ziyan finished speaking and cast a gentle glance at his Demonically Charming Man, advising, "Go on, head back to your room and take a nice bath to refresh yourself."
Ling Yuxuan could only sigh helplessly, knowing how much he missed the vast Ancient Forest in Hengfeng County and that Hot Spring Valley.
Back then, they would bathe together in the same Hot Spring Pool, indulging in each other's company without any of these ridiculous taboos.
Ziyan couldn't help but laugh out loud at the unwilling and sulky expression on the Demonically Charming Man's face.
The Demonically Charming Man immediately turned around, furrowing his brows, and arrogantly asked, "Is it funny?"
"Yes! It's funny, very funny," Ziyan provocatively lifted his chin.
Ling Yuxuan instantly deflated, turning away as he walked forward. Just before entering his room, he gave Ziyan a few exaggerated blinks with his charming and handsome eyes.
"Monster!"
Ziyan shot a fierce glare at the Demonically Charming Man across from him before striding into his own room.
Inside, the large bathtub was filled with water that continuously released swirling steam and white mist into the air, with rose petals floating delicately on the surface.
Ziyan's mood instantly brightened. He eagerly stripped off his clothes in a few swift motions and submerged himself completely in the water.
The water temperature was just right—neither too hot nor too cold—perfectly suited for the relatively small bathtub.
Ziyan couldn't help but start reminiscing about the Hot Spring Pool in that Hot Spring Valley back in his hometown's forest, just like the Demonically Charming Man next door.
The Water Temperature there is always just right, and the surrounding air and scenery are simply delightful. One can even quietly lean in someone's embrace and take a short nap.
Comfortable, happy, carefree... What kind of life should one pursue to feel satisfied in this lifetime?
But just like the home I had in the dense mountains and forests, without gold and silver, even a slightly peaceful life seems impossible to achieve!
Those peculiar relatives in the old house relentlessly entangled themselves with my family, even coming up with schemes to sell off their own kin for some silver.
As if that weren't enough, in the end, they could completely disregard any sense of kinship and come to set fire to our house.
Can one survive without money? How can one leave that place without money? How can one ensure the safety of their family's lives without money?
Now, there is no turning back for me; I can only move forward with all my might, charging ahead—
Until I can truly rise high above, earning the admiration of many. Only then will neither I nor my family have anyone daring to disturb or bully us.
Moreover, I have now entangled myself with such a former Young Master, and what’s worse is that I have fallen completely in love with this past-his-prime Young Master.
Thus, it seems destined that this lifetime may again be filled with endless trials and even tribulations!
"Sigh—"
Thinking of this, Ziyan let out a long sigh in the bathtub and then told herself: Accept your fate!
Time flies like an arrow.
An hour had passed.
Ziyan, dressed neatly and looking refreshed, walked hand in hand with the equally tidy and spirited Ling Yuxuan towards the Pavilion.
At this moment, the Head Innkeeper, Qi Yu, had already set up breakfast on the Stone Table in the Pavilion with two Clerks.
From a distance, the Demonically Charming Man spotted Qi Yu and began to tease, "Good morning, Head Innkeeper! Did you sleep well last night?"
"Thank you for your concern, Ling Gongzi. I slept very soundly," Qi Yu replied with a composed demeanor, his politeness tinged with a hint of pride.
When he glanced at Ziyan, his attitude immediately shifted 180 degrees as he greeted her softly, "Good morning, Sect Master!"
He even performed a customary bow towards Ziyan.
"Mm, good morning to you too, Head Innkeeper," Ziyan responded without noticing the unusual behavior between the two. She politely replied while smiling gently at Qi Yu.
Just then, a hand reached out beside her and gently turned Ziyan's small face towards the large and small dishes on the table.
The breakfast was quite abundant, and in an instant, Ziyan was captivated by the variety of dishes whose flavors she had yet to discover.
Early in the morning, there were Hawthorn Cakes and several types of osmanthus cakes among the pastries alone.
Ziyan blinked her charming big eyes, staring at the table for quite some time without realizing what was happening.
Usually, aren't these pastries meant to be enjoyed during Afternoon Tea? This is quite something; to ensure she could eat more, they brought out everything that could serve as breakfast.
Ziyan turned to look at the Head Innkeeper again and said gratefully, "Thank you, Head Innkeeper. Thank you for everything you have done for this Sect Leader, I am very satisfied." She was quite touched.
"No need to thank me; as long as the Sect Leader is happy, that's enough."
Qi Yu returned Ziyan's gratitude with an elegant smile and subtly cast a meaningful glance at the Demonically Charming Man beside Ziyan. That look clearly contained a hint of provocation.
Ziyan didn't pay much attention to it, but Ling Yuxuan noticed everything and kept it in mind.
However, on the surface, she still maintained a calm and indifferent smile.
Qi Yu didn't see it that way. As a man, he understood men best: sometimes, when someone cares deeply about a matter or a person, they might still put on a brave face and act nonchalant.
This is what is known as pride getting in the way!
Ziyan happily savored the breakfast spread until she was full before stopping.
Then she looked up at the Head Innkeeper, who was still standing in place, and asked, "Is the carriage ready? I need to go to Qingfeng Tower today."
"Rest assured, Sect Leader. The carriage and driver have been waiting at the gate."
Qi Yu reported truthfully.
"Mm! Good job, Head Innkeeper. Your work makes me feel at ease."
Ziyan couldn't help but sincerely praise Qi Yu.
"Thank you for the compliment, but these are just my duties," Qi Yu said with a smile, trying to please Ziyan, while also blinking his eyes playfully.
Ziyan suddenly felt a strange sensation, as he had never seen this playful side of Qi Yu despite knowing him for so long. He wondered to himself if it was true what his Demonically Charming Man had said, that Qi Yu was not just an ordinary person.
Why did he feel that Qi Yu had changed so much in just a couple of days? Or had he simply been too careless in observing him from the beginning?
In any case, he felt an inexplicable oddity towards him; did he really have ulterior motives?
Regardless of whether it was true or not, Ziyan was determined to investigate his situation and background.
Thus, he made a cautious decision at that moment.
He would rather mistakenly investigate a hundred people than give up on someone who might have ulterior motives against the Heavenly Pivot Sect or himself.
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