Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

As Qi Zhimu stepped out of the study, he bumped into the two sisters who were hurrying out.

"Lord Zhimu..." Han Ya hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Is something urgent?"

Qi Zhimu knew them well and easily guessed that they had received new instructions, and smiled faintly.

"You don't need to report your schedule to me. After all, I'm not your boss anymore."

"The train won't depart so soon. We have plenty of time, and we have plenty of time in the future."

The two, dressed in white and cold as crows, exchanged a glance. The former said softly, "Due to the Star Core Disaster and the rebellion caused by the Medicine King's Secret Teachings, we have received an imperial edict that we will be quite busy in the next few days."

"Once the situation has completely stabilized, I can enjoy a vacation for a while."

"Well, I wish you all the best." Qi Zhimu patted their shoulders lightly.

The two nodded, then moved swiftly, their figures disappearing into the night.

Watching them leave, Qi Zhimu's ears twitched slightly, and he glanced at the side corridor out of the corner of his eye.

"If you want to listen, come out and listen openly. What's the cat doing standing there with its ears pricked up?"

Jingliu emerged from around the corner, a hint of surprise still lingering on his face.

She had planned to rest herself tonight and leave all the time and space for tender moments with her master to Xueyi Hanya.

Making concessions for them made the psychological hurdle less unbearable than I had imagined.

But to everyone's surprise, Xueyi and the others received an emergency order.

Although the judges of the Ten Kings' Office are quite special, they cannot be compared to slaves or cattle; their work system naturally includes days off.

Generally speaking, if a judge is on leave, he will not receive an imperial edict unless in an extremely urgent situation.

It seems that the trouble caused by Jianmu and Juemie Dajun will require more time and effort to mitigate its impact and bring it to a close.

If she were still the Sword Master of Luofu, she would certainly be duty-bound, but she had already relinquished her responsibilities the year she left Luofu to find her master.

Therefore, she has a lot of free time now, so much so that it can be described as leisurely.

The guy we want to cut is working hard for the stability and prosperity of Luofu... so we can't cut him for now.

The black tower that once inspired a sense of powerlessness was gone, and the vast Qingxin Residence remained closed, with only her and her master present...

Jingliu's pupils shifted slightly, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"...Master, are you done with your work?"

"Um."

"Any follow-up arrangements?"

"No, we're getting ready to take a bath and soak in the hot springs."

!

Jingliu's eyes lit up involuntarily, and he spoke without thinking.

"Let your disciple scrub your master's back..."

As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt uneasy, and painful memories of the past flashed uncontrollably through my mind.

At that time, she neither dared nor could she ask her master for permission to do such things...

Knowing his master's personality, he would definitely refuse.

"OK."

Qi Zhimu replied with a single word, his expression unchanged, and turned to walk towards his hot spring bath room, completely unaware of Jing Liu's undisguised stunned expression.

It wasn't until Qi Zhimu's footsteps gradually faded away that Jing Liu, who was already disheveled even without being in the wind, slowly came back to his senses.

A blush rose on her usually cold face, accompanied by an unusual sense of helplessness.

If this is a dream, please don't let her wake up...

My master is a hypocrite, and his words are as hard as steel; this is a stereotype that is deeply ingrained in my mind.

In addition, his previous rebellious and treacherous behavior of acting first and reporting later to his master has left a rift in his master's heart.

This can be seen from the fact that her master allowed the Black Tower to discipline her.

Realizing that her master's heart might lean more towards the Black Tower, she inevitably worried, because the idea that her master belonged only to her was destined to exist only in her imagination.

Furthermore, they are even unable to control their internal conflicts.

Black Tower was so considerate of his master, even suppressing his own desire to possess him and giving him gentle service...

What if I make my master angry again, and the contrast is so stark that my master really gets tired of me?

Moreover, Black Tower once said that Snow-Clad Crow would definitely be completely obedient to his master.

Indeed, when they learned of Ruan Meiyuqingtu's existence as a black swan, the two older sisters genuinely didn't care and were willing to tolerate everything about their master.

The fact that Heita and Yu Qingtu can coexist peacefully indicates that a consensus has been reached.

The situation of Ruan Mei is slightly more complicated.

But Black Tower also said that his master didn't actually hate Ruan Mei, he just didn't know how to get along with her.

Considering that Heita also said that Ruan Mei would probably consider and agree to help push her buttocks...

That means—

The only person who truly wanted to possess their master and took action to do so, even launching a sword attack, was himself...

Mirror Flow is not incapable of reflection, nor does it lack the ability to reflect.

Her personality has been shaped into what it is today because of the suppression of her emotions for over a thousand years and her failure to understand Qi Zhimu, which kept her in the dark.

To put it bluntly, the obsession in my heart has almost become an instinct.

Just like how people eat when they're hungry, and starve to death if they don't eat.

Suppressing such an instinct is not easy, and Jingliu felt he needed time.

As long as her master doesn't get annoyed with her during this time, anything is fine...

But I never expected that my instinctive desire to release would receive such a direct and straightforward approval from my master.

The surprise came too suddenly.

Even having lived for over 1,800 years and endured countless battles, the souls fallen beneath his sword could fill an entire galaxy—

Jingliu now felt the same joy as an eighteen-year-old girl, her cheeks beaming with the sweetness of receiving a response from her beloved.

No matter how sick a yandere may be, the word "delicate" still comes after her name.

Otherwise, it would be pure mental illness.

It can be said that Jing Liu lives entirely to become the person Qi Zhimu wants her to be, and that is why she is a completely different person in front of Qi Zhimu.

If there's only room for one person in the world, then that person will look like that person.

Jing Liuqian placed her hand on her chest, feeling her heart pounding faster and faster, and the corners of her mouth were harder to suppress than anything else.

…When the five of them reunite, I'll cut Dan Heng and Ren a few less times…

But right now, business is more important.

Didn't Hei Ta say that she hadn't done much for her master?

Then let's start now and make an effort in the little things of life.

Thinking of this, Jingliu quickly chased after him.

……

Jing Liu, with her long hair tied up, sat behind Qi Zhimu and applied shower gel to his back, spreading it evenly and mixing it with cool water to create white foam.

The master's back was broad and sturdy, shaped like an inverted triangle.

The lines are not as exaggerated as those of a muscular physique; they are perfectly positioned within the range that most appeals to her visual preferences.

When you touch it, it feels rather firm, and you can occasionally feel the power pulsating within it.

Jingliu's gaze gradually became unfocused.

After a moment's hesitation, I couldn't resist bending down to feel it more deeply.

Before it even rained, another small door in this space was soaked by water and became damp.

"Where did you learn that from?" Qi Zhimu asked in surprise.

"Luofu's serious teaching on deepening marital affection (R200), does Master dislike his disciple doing this?"

"...No, not at all..."

So that's what it was. He had only seen the male version; he never expected the female-only version to teach these things.

……