Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

After seeing off their visitors, Qi Zhimu and Han Ya planned to relax in the hot springs.

The hot spring bath that the Crow Sisters often used was closer, so the two of them entered it without much thought.

After quickly rinsing themselves in the bathing area, they stepped into the hot spring water one after another.

"Thank you, Lord Zhimu." Han Ya leaned on Qi Zhimu's shoulder, her voice gentle.

"Why are you thanking me all of a sudden?"

"Having worked in the Ten Kings Bureau for many years, I can easily discern the emotions hidden in the expressions of ordinary people. Mr. Danheng's eyes before he left held a sense of relief."

The crow's thoughts drifted back hundreds of years, freezing on the moment it broke into the Jianmu Cave.

"My sister and I are both accomplices, and you're not the only one who needs forgiveness."

"I haven't mentioned the past to Mr. Danheng yet, but when he looked at Lord Zhimu before he left, he included me in his gaze as well."

"I understand that Lord Zhimu doesn't like us to be so clearly separated. I suppose Mr. Danheng also saw this, which is why I'm able to benefit from your influence."

"Even if you don't like it, I have to mention it, otherwise I won't be able to let it go."

Qi Zhimu reached out and put his arm around Han Ya's shoulder, smiling without saying a word.

The crow was right; he did indeed dislike making things too clearly defined.

There's no need for that.

The reason why Han Ya did not apologize to Dan Heng might seem counterintuitive in other worlds, but it is perfectly normal in the Immortal Ship.

They owed Danfeng, but Danfeng is gone.

The reincarnation of the Vidyadhara means that past grievances are wiped clean.

Mentioning the past life of a newborn to a person of enlightenment is considered impolite and transgresses the boundaries of others in the Immortal Ship.

Otherwise, the crow wouldn't have remained silent about the past when facing Danheng.

"Because of Lord Mu, I have no regrets in my heart. I have never felt so that living is so wonderful."

"Yes... for us, just being alive is wonderful..."

Qi Zhimu sighed, savoring this moment of tenderness.

When two people are in perfect harmony, if they are not in the post-coital stage, the tenderness they feel can easily lead to a desire for more.

The crow tilted its head slightly, gazing at Qi Zhimu's profile, which was so close to its face.

The weariness and emotion that had been there during work were gone from her eyes, reflecting Qi Zhimu's image.

He exhaled gently, and his fingers, carried by the buoyancy of the water, slowly climbed up his chest.

"Lord Chimu..."

Han Ya's tone was much softer as she traced the strong outline of Qi Zhimu's chest with her fingertips, feeling his powerful heartbeat.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Qi Zhimu's gaze fell on her slightly flushed cheeks.

The crow snuggled even closer into his arms.

The moment their skin touched, the temperature difference of the spring water disappeared, leaving only the burning heat emanating from each other.

"I simply feel that words are insufficient to express my feelings at this moment."

Han Ya sat facing Qi Zhimu, his gaze gradually becoming intense.

I want to truly understand Master Zhimu and experience more of the beauty of being alive...

Qi Zhimu understood the emotions in her eyes and raised his hand to brush away the wet strands of hair from Han Ya's forehead.

Han Ya took Qi Zhimu's hand and pulled it behind his shoulder, then leaned forward and kissed his lips.

Lips and teeth intertwined, the water murmured softly.

Qi Zhimu tightened his arms and embraced Han Ya completely in response.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, warm water rippled between them, unable to cool the gradually heating atmosphere.

Qi Zhimu's kiss traveled down Han Ya's lips and landed on her slender neck.

The crow occasionally let out a soft croak, its body trembling slightly, its slender fingers threading through Qi Zhimu's hair, its breathing becoming rapid.

Master Zhimu...

She kept calling Qi Zhimu's name in her heart, and her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist underwater.

Qi Zhimu dipped his hands into the water, brushing past the curves of her slender waist, and slowly slid down.

The water rippled with their movements, splashing against the pool walls with a cheerful sound.

Emotions fermented in the heat, and the crow's desire grew stronger. It closed its eyes and let Qi Zhimu and Cai Jie do as they pleased.

The atmosphere had reached its peak.

Qi Zhimu supported her soft waist, slightly adjusted his posture, and aimed precisely...

At that very moment, the space at the entrance to the hot spring bath distorted slightly, and a familiar figure appeared.

"Little sister, I'm back..."

Xueyi's voice stopped abruptly, her gaze fixed blankly on the misty area ahead.

Qi Zhimu and Han Ya embraced tightly, appearing very close.

The two people in the water stopped moving at the same time. Han Ya suddenly opened his eyes, a faint embarrassment flashing across his face, but he remained relatively calm.

An ordinary woman would probably have buried her face in her lover's chest by now.

Qi Zhimu was also taken aback, seemingly not expecting Xueyi to suddenly walk in.

"...I'm sorry, Lord Zhimu, little sister, I've come at a bad time..."

Xueyi lowered her gaze, preparing to give them time and space.

"No, sister, you've come at just the right time."

Han Ya could easily see through Xue Yi's intentions, and without hesitation, he called out to her and reached out his hand to her.

Xueyi's heart skipped a beat, and the only night hundreds of years ago suddenly flashed into her mind.

They were prepared never to return, not wanting to leave any regrets, and mustered the courage to express their emotions.

Also, I was prepared to be rejected.

Fortunately, they received a response.

The vivid memory caused a blush to rise on Xueyi's neck.

Living a long life did not allow her to match or even surpass the experience of ordinary young women in matters of the heart.

That feeling that belonged only to Qi Zhimu had long been sealed away with his passing.

Now, his state of mind and circumstances are completely different from back then. Knowing that Lord Mu has returned, all the sealed emotions have naturally returned.

But when he suddenly heard the raven's blatant signal, he was still somewhat at a loss.

She subconsciously looked at Qi Zhimu and saw him smiling and nodding slightly. She immediately bit her lower lip nervously.

The fearsome judge, who strikes fear into the hearts of countless fugitives, feels an overwhelming sense of shyness when faced with the smile of his beloved.

Now, she is no different from most young women in Xianzhou who have no romantic relationships.

The few differences are that she is not a coward and does not back down in the face of battle.

Almost without thinking, Xueyi's arm trembled slightly as she reached for the belt around her waist...

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