The Immortal Healer

In the waning years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the empire fractured, and the land was engulfed in flames of war. Heroes rose from all corners, vying for dominance over the Central Plains. Thirty li outside Xuchang city lay Qingfeng Mountain, a place of towering trees and treacherous terrain, which had become a haven for mountain bandits. On this particular day, Qingfeng Stronghold buzzed with activity. A group of bandits was celebrating their recent capture of a peerlessly beautiful swordswoman. "Boss, that was a close one today! That woman's swordsmanship is incredible. If we hadn't used those two newly captured ladies as hostages to force her to drop her sword and surrender, she would have wiped out the entire stronghold!" a scrawny, shifty-eyed bandit mumbled, his mouth stuffed with a large chunk of meat, his tone obsequious. "Hmph, what's there to fear! We have so many brothers in Qingfeng Stronghold, are we afraid of one little girl?" another burly bandit slammed his fist on the table, his jowls quivering, and bellowed in agreement. The shifty bandit retorted, "Brother, you have no idea how skilled she is. You know Second Boss Du's prowess, right? Ten of us like us wouldn't be a match for him with one hand. But she only used one move, and Second Boss was finished. Damn it, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe anyone could be this formidable." The burly bandit chuckled, "Perhaps when they fought, Second Boss Du saw how "Sister, your sword must have scared the villager," Bi Yao frowned. Xiao Yunyi only then realized that in her haste, she had been chasing the villager with her unsheathed Qingluan sword. No wonder the villager was afraid she would kill him. She quickly sheathed her sword and placed it on the ground, holding her hands up to show her sincerity. "Villager, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person, and I won't hurt you." With that, she tried to slowly walk towards Li Dazui. Suddenly, a net descended from the sky, enveloping Xiao Yunyi. Xiao Yunyi intended to draw her sword to cut the ropes, but then remembered she had placed the Qingluan sword on the ground. Instantly, she was caught and tangled tightly in the net, struggling and falling to the ground. At this moment, more than ten mountain bandits emerged from the surrounding trees and grass. They rushed forward, pinning down Xiao Yunyi, who was struggling in the net, and placed several gleaming steel knives at her neck. The leader of the bandits was naturally the bald fort master, Pei Yuanshao. He stroked his bald head and slowly paced in front of Xiao Yunyi, chuckling, "Little lady, you're certainly not a bad person, but we are!" He then turned to his subordinates and shouted, "Quickly tie her up for me!" Several bandits, through the net, firmly grabbed Xiao Yunyi's arms and twisted them backward with force. Xiao Yunyi was anxious and angry, struggling with all her might. As they were in a stalemate, a bandit reached into the net and fumbled all over Xiao Yunyi's chest. Xiao Yunyi cried out "Ah!", feeling a tingling sensation like an electric current passing through her chest. Her arms went limp, and the bandits took the opportunity to twist them behind her back. Xiao Yunyi was secretly surprised, thinking to herself when her body had become so sensitive. Little did she know, this was a side effect of the skill [Eternal Spring], which made her body exceptionally sensitive, especially in areas like her chest and buttocks, making even the slightest touch unbearable. After the bandits tied Xiao Yunyi's arms behind her back, someone produced a thin rope and tightly wrapped it around her wrists, circle after circle, until deep red marks appeared. Immediately after, they used the same method to capture her legs, binding her ankles securely. Once they confirmed the bindings were firm, they carefully untied the net and proceeded to begin a new round of binding her body. A hemp rope was looped under her armpits and tightly wrapped beneath her ample breasts. The rope dug deeply into her soft waist, accentuating her blood-pumping, graceful figure to perfection. Xiao Yunyi's breathing became rapid, her chest heaving violently. Each gasp made the bandits more excited. Next, they dragged Xiao Yunyi to a large tree and pressed her body tightly against the trunk. The hemp rope started from her shoulders, slanted down across her full chest, then wrapped around her slender waist, circle after circle, binding her so tightly that no air could pass, securing her firmly to the tree. The rough hemp rope rubbed against her delicate skin, bringing a strange, indescribable stimulation that made Xiao Yunyi's body tremble involuntarily. This unfamiliar sensation, like an electric current, coursed through her, filling her with shame and anger. She struggled with all her might, but each struggle only tightened the rope, digging deeper into her skin. Not only did it make her feel the discomfort of being restrained more intensely, but the strange stimulation also grew stronger, and the bandits' lewd laughter became even more unrestrained. Pei Yuanshao looked at Xiao Yunyi, bound into a curvaceous figure, a lecherous glint in his eyes. He stepped forward, gently lifted Xiao Yunyi's chin with his finger, and chuckled sinisterly, "Little lady, what's the use of your high martial arts? You're still tied up and can't move." Xiao Yunyi glared at him fiercely and spat, "Bald thief, you'll pay for this day's deeds sooner or later!" Pei Yuanshao was unconcerned, stroking his bald head and laughing heartily, "My brothers, watch closely. Since this woman has delivered herself to us, our Woniu Village cannot possibly fail to appreciate her kindness. I'll have my fill first, and then I'll let the brothers take turns enjoying themselves. Everyone gets a share!" Upon hearing this, the bandits roared with approval, rubbing their hands together and urging their leader to begin. Just as Xiao Yunyi was about to curse again, Bi Yao's voice echoed in her mind: "Sister, this bald Pei Yuanshao has committed many wicked deeds in Woniu Mountain. If you can convert him, you should gain quite a bit of merit." She sighed inwardly, closed her beautiful eyes, bit her lower lip, and turned her head away. Seeing the stunning beauty present herself in such a tempting, ready-to-be-plucked manner, Pei Yuanshao's lust surged. He reached out and caressed her rosy cheek, then moved down her graceful neck, and with a rip, tore open her clothes in the front, exposing a pair of full, round [X]. Pei Yuanshao used both hands to knead them, with varying degrees of pressure, shaping the pair of jade rabbits into all sorts of alluring forms, making the other bandits drool. Seeing the heroine's cheeks flush and her body tremble, Pei Yuanshao knew her body was reacting. He slid his hand across her smooth abdomen, then into her skirt, reaching for the mysterious area between her legs. With rhythmic caresses of his fingers, the heroine's body, tightly bound to the tree by ropes, couldn't help but writhe in discomfort, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid... The bandits around them held their breath, their faces turning red and their necks thick, their lower bodies involuntarily rising into tents. Just then, a sudden roar came from behind: "Lecher, stop! Changshan Zhao Zilong is here, surrender quickly!" When Xiao Yunyi's identity was exposed by Chen Dao, she was easily subdued by the young master before she could escape and was tightly bound. Chen Dao's fingers danced, weaving the patterns of a Kote-kote Shibari across Xiao Yunyi's back. The ropes passed under her armpits, leaving crimson marks on her rounded shoulders, then snaked down her slender waist. As they tightened at her hips, her body was forced into an elegant arc. Her hands were tied behind her neck, pulling her chest taut, forming two towering peaks under the restraint of the ropes. Before Xiao Yunyi could catch her breath, Chen Dao flipped his hand, and another rope passed between her legs, cinching her most intimate parts. Xiao Yunyi trembled violently, her legs instinctively clamping shut, only to have the rope dig in deeper. A hot wave of humiliation surged into her eyes, and she glared, tears welling at the corners of her eyes, a broken whimper escaping her throat. She curled up, writhing futilely within the ropes, her curves accentuated by the binding, making her appear even more pitiable. Seeing this, Chen Dao grew more triumphant. The butler watched from the side, not daring to breathe. He knew the temper of the Chen family's sole heir all too well and could only let him have his way. As Chen Dao meticulously bound her, he whispered in Xiao Yunyi's ear, "The debt of that sword strike from earlier today will be repaid tonight." He deliberately slowed his movements, his fingertips brushing against her sensitive skin, and a strange pleasure arose in his heart as he watched her ears turn red with shame. Once she was completely bound into a helpless posture, Chen Dao clapped his hands, clearly not yet satisfied, and said with a smile, "We have plenty of time from now on. We'll settle this slowly." Steward Chen watched as the beautiful bride he had painstakingly invited was pinned beneath his young master, skillfully bound with ropes until she wept and panted, and couldn't help but swallow. He said with a hint of concern, "Young master, isn't that tied a bit too tight? Don't hurt the beauty." Chen Dao smiled and replied, "How can one bind a tiger without being tight?" This was a quote from Cao Cao when Lü Bu was captured and killed at Bai Men Tower, but spoken by Chen Dao now, combined with his earlier comparison of Xiao Yunyi to a white tigress, it was incredibly fitting. Xiao Yunyi glared fiercely at Chen Dao upon hearing this. Chen Dao himself felt quite pleased and reached out to pull the rope around Xiao Yunyi's waist, causing a Steward Chen calmly said, "Before Lady Xiao makes a move, perhaps you should see who I've invited." With a clap of his hands, several more house servants pushed in two bound individuals, none other than Hua Tuo and his daughter, captured earlier in the bamboo forest. Both were now awake, their hair disheveled and appearance disheveled, clearly having endured torment on the way. Steel blades were pressed against their necks, preventing Xiao Yunyi from acting rashly. Hua Tuo and his daughter looked at Xiao Yunyi with anxious and guilty eyes, but their mouths were stuffed with cloth, rendering them speechless. Xiao Yunyi's heart sank to the bottom. Although her martial arts far surpassed everyone present, in this situation, ensuring the safety of Hua Tuo and his daughter would be exceedingly difficult. Seeing Xiao Yunyi's hesitant hesitation, like a rat fearing a thrown object, Steward Chen felt he had the upper hand. He spoke gently, "Lady Xiao, my master merely desires a young woman to bear him children. Since you, with your chivalrous heart, have agreed to marry our master in place of Miss Hua, and my master greatly admires you, why not see this good deed through? Stay at the Chen manor and bear my master a child or two. Once my master's wish is fulfilled, he will surely let you go, and the Hua family father and daughter will be safe. If you leave now, the fate of Hua Tuo and his daughter is uncertain." Upon hearing this, Hua Tuo and his daughter struggled, making muffled sounds, clearly unwilling for Xiao Yunyi to sacrifice herself for their sake. However, the servants behind them pulled on their ropes, tightening them around their necks, causing them to gasp in pain. Chen Qi, the servant standing behind Hua Yun, brazenly reached out and caressed her cheek and chest, provoking her to dodge desperately. But with her hands bound, she could not escape. Xiao Yunyi was Chen Dao panicked, cursing, "Chen Qi, I've already bound myself, why do you still hurt her!" He wanted to lunge at Chen Qi, but his hands and feet were shackled and he couldn't break free. Chen Qi chuckled, "Young Master, it's just that you're usually too clever. I truly didn't believe you'd tie yourself up obediently." As soon as he finished speaking, he plunged another knife into Xiao Yunyi's other shoulder. Xiao Yunyi grunted, gritting her teeth, forcing herself not to cry out. Chen Dao struggled desperately, the chains clanging loudly, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles. Chen Qi suddenly dropped his smile, coldly saying, "Young Master, this time I believe you truly like this little beauty. It's just a pity that this little beauty's body has already been enjoyed by the Master. A woman like this, unclean, is not worth having. Let me take care of her for you!" With that, he flipped his palm, his dagger poised to stab towards Xiao Yunyi's heart. This turn of events was extremely sudden. Xiao Yunyi couldn't react in time and could only close her eyes to await death. Chen Dao shouted, "No!" He violently broke free from his hand and foot shackles and lunged at Chen Qi. But Chen Qi suddenly revealed a cunning smile, suddenly retracting his force and holding the dagger across Xiao Yunyi's neck, "Stop!" Chen Dao knew he'd been tricked and stopped his advance with hatred. He had only loosely fastened the shackles on his hands and feet, waiting for Chen Qi to let his guard down and lower the dagger before striking him down. Chen Qi had stabbed Xiao Yunyi's shoulders twice to test him, and each time he had only feigned being unable to break free. Who knew Chen Qi was so cautious in front of him, actually using Xiao Yunyi to test him. His concern had clouded his judgment, ultimately causing his plan to fail. "Young Master, I've been with you for many years. How could I not understand your thoughts? This time, I won't have any more patience. I'll count to ten. If you don't truly shackle your hands and feet, I'll really kill this little beauty. Anyway, my life is worthless. To have such a stunning beauty accompany me to the grave is worth it," Chen Qi said leisurely. "If you try any more tricks, I'll force you to sever your own tendons. Ten... nine... eight..." Xiao Yunyi was already in tears. She suddenly said softly to Chen Dao, "Chen Dao, it's alright. It's just letting him have my body in front of you. I can endure it, and you can endure it too, can't you? We will both live. You are a man destined for great things, don't do anything to harm yourself here, okay?" Chen Dao stared blankly at Xiao Yunyi's sad yet determined eyes, his heart filled with boundless regret. It was all his fault that she had fallen into this situation. He absolutely could not let her die because of him. With a heart-wrenching roar, Chen Dao walked step by step towards the rack, locking his wrists and ankles into the cold iron cuffs. With a few crisp clicks, he firmly secured himself to the rack. Chen Qi, confirming that Chen Dao had truly locked himself this time, let out a triumphant and ugly laugh. He walked up to Chen Dao, patted his cheek, and mocked, "Young Master, I didn't expect you to be such a devoted lover. Now, open your eyes wide and watch clearly as I enjoy your woman." He turned and walked towards Xiao Yunyi, straddling her, completely ignoring her silent tears and desperate shaking of her head. He grabbed her long hair, forcing her head back. "Watch closely, my Young Master. First, I'll rinse this beauty's mouth for you." Saying this, he unfastened his pants and forcibly shoved his ugly appendage into her rosy mouth, silencing all her cries. "No—!" Chen Dao let out a beast-like roar, struggling with all his might. The chains clanged loudly as he pulled them, but the finely forged iron shackles remained unmoved. Instead, they dug into his flesh, drawing blood. He could only watch, eyes wide, as his former trusted subordinate defiled the woman he cherished as his life in the most vulgar way. This scene was like a red-hot knife, searing his soul, torturing him alive. "I presume the old man didn't have time to touch Fairy's cherry lips just now, did he? Suck well. Serve me until I'm satisfied. If I'm not satisfied, I'll take it out on your beloved," Chen Qi grabbed Xiao Yunyi's long hair and, like a madman, made his foul object move in and out of her tender little mouth. Xiao Yunyi was so disgusted by the stench of this vile object that she felt like vomiting. She wished she could bite it off in one go, but she feared angering Chen Qi and ultimately harming Chen Dao. She could only endure the humiliation and lick and suck as Chen Qi instructed. Although her movements were extremely clumsy, the fact that this peerless beauty was willingly serving him still gave Chen Qi an unparalleled sense of accomplishment. Chen Qi gasped for air and laughed maniacally, "Hahaha, Young Master, your beauty is no heroine at all. Her [X] skills clearly show she was born to be a whore! Later, when I open a brothel in Runan City, how about making her the star attraction?" These words of insult enraged Chen Dao, and he struggled incessantly, only managing to make the iron shackles on the rack dig deeper wounds into his wrists and ankles. A moment later, Chen Qi withdrew, panting. With a sinister grin, he ignored Xiao Yunyi, who was still gagging, and turned the mechanism on the torture bed. The iron rings at the four corners of the bed slid to the center, pulling the woman's limbs, which were tied to the rings, from a spread-eagle position to her hands and feet bound together. He then roughly flipped her body over, making her lie prone on the bed. The White Cloud Fairy's untouched, perky, and rounded buttocks were exposed before him. "Good! Good! Well done, Xiao Yunyi!" Cao Cao laughed in extreme anger, repeating "good" three times, his voice as cold as the deepest winter ice. The last trace of mockery and amusement in his eyes was replaced by blazing fury and a possessive desire to conquer. "I want to see just how much 'hospitality' this body of yours can endure!" He said no more, suddenly leaning down and dragging out a heavy rosewood chest from under the bed. He roughly flung open the lid, revealing a dazzling array of restraints and implements, their shapes varied, glinting with a cold, lewd sheen in the dim candlelight. This time, he didn't pick and choose. Instead, he dumped She took a deep breath, lifted her head, and looked at Captain Cao Xiu with pleading eyes. "Captain Cao, this sword... it's a family heirloom, it means the world to me. Could... could I beg you, Captain, to leave it in the tent during our night's rest? So I... so I can look at it?" Seeing Cao Xiu's hesitant expression, she quickly added, "If you're worried I'll escape with it, you can bind me even tighter, so I can't move at all, let alone reach the sword. I just... I just want a memento." Her voice carried a hint of barely concealed sorrow and supplication, and coupled with her current pale, fragile, "Sikong~ The game isn't over yet, is it? Come, continue to tie me up? This time, do you want to take out those more 'powerful' treasures from under your chest? Let's see if... you can really make this concubine beg for mercy?" Looking at the snow-white hands that were once again turned away from him, as if completely defenseless, and listening to the seductive yet piercingly provocative words, Cao Cao's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins. The thread of reason snapped completely. Utter humiliation! An unprecedented sense of defeat! And the twisted desire for victory and conquest that had been thoroughly ignited! He suddenly sat up from the bed, ignoring the pain in his buttocks. Like an enraged lion, he stared fixedly at Biyao, letting out a low, almost roaring sound from the depths of his throat: "Good! Well said, Xiao Yunyi! Today... I will play with you to the very end! Let's see how I... bind you into a true plaything!" He stumbled off the bed and walked back to the large chest. This time, he didn't bother to choose. He simply dumped everything from the chest out with a clatter! Ropes, leather cuffs, chains, metal corsets, locked chastity belts, anal plugs of various sizes, gags, leashes... a motley assortment, spread across the floor, gleaming with a cold and lewd luster. Cao Cao panted, his gaze sweeping over the restraints scattered on the floor, finally settling on Biyao's smiling face, his eyes burning with a mad light. "Tonight... is long!" Seeing the white-clad immortal calmly place her delicate hands behind her back once again, the purplish-red marks from the previous binding still fading on her wrists, yet now she struck a pose inviting restraint. The anger in Cao Cao's heart and a sense of being toyed with and humiliated erupted like a volcano. This woman, having easily escaped his supposedly foolproof bindings twice, not only broke free but dared to slap him and whip him in return. Now, she presented herself in this manner, as if mocking all his efforts as futile games! "Good! Good! Well said, Xiao Yunyi!" Cao Cao laughed in extreme anger, uttering "good" three times, his voice as cold as the deepest winter ice. The last trace of mockery and amusement in his eyes was replaced by blazing fury and a possessive desire for conquest. "I want to see just how much 'hospitality' this body of yours can endure!" Without another word, he suddenly leaned down and dragged out the heavy sandalwood chest from under the bed. He roughly threw open the lid, revealing a dazzling array of restraints of various shapes and sizes, gleaming with a cold and lewd luster in the dim candlelight. This time, he didn't pick and choose. Like clearing out a dusty storeroom, he dumped everything inside onto the carpet with a clatter! Ropes, leather cuffs, chains, metal corsets, locked chastity belts, anal plugs of various sizes, gags, leashes, blindfolds, ball gags, small whips, candles... a motley assortment, spread across the floor, like a miniature museum of torture and pleasure. "Tonight, I will show you what true 'restraint' is!" Cao Cao panted, his gaze sweeping over the items on the floor like a hungry wolf, finally settling on Biyao's (disguised as Xiao Yunyi) face, which still bore a provocative smile. His first action was to strip away the troublesome white robe. The previous binding had left some room, and though the clothes were torn, they still covered her. But this time, Cao Cao showed no mercy. He grabbed Biyao's collar with both hands and tore it with force! "Riiip—!" The already fragile white dress split open in response, turning into scraps of fabric that fluttered to the ground. Next, the lotus-root colored肚兜 (dùdōu - a type of traditional Chinese undergarment) and the underpants beneath were also reduced to nothing in the rough tearing. In the blink of an eye, Biyao, transformed into "Xiao Yunyi," was completely naked. A snow-white, delicate, and exquisitely curved perfect body was completely exposed to the cool air and Cao Cao's burning gaze. The marks of yesterday's pinching and kissing, the fresh purple-red indentations from her recent struggle to break free, especially the shocking marks on her breasts and the base of her thighs, did not diminish the body's allure. Instead, they added a breathtaking, tragic beauty, as if from being ravaged. Cao Cao's breathing instantly became heavy, but he forcefully suppressed the urge to pounce. Tonight, he wanted complete control, absolute confinement from which she could never escape! He first picked up a roll of pitch-black rope, made of some unknown material. It felt cold and tough to the touch. He forcibly twisted Biyao's hands behind her back, not in a simple reverse fold, but in an extremely painful "Su Qin carrying a sword" position—bending her left arm upwards and her right arm downwards, bringing her hands as close together as possible behind her spine, and then using the black rope to tightly bind her wrists together! The rope wound around and around, sinking deeply into the tender flesh of her wrists, almost to the bone, ensuring her arms were securely fixed in this extremely unnatural position, rendering them immobile. This posture not only restrained her hands but also pulled at her shoulder joints, causing continuous soreness and a tearing sensation. But this was not enough. Cao Cao then picked up a pair of heavy, finely crafted iron shackles from the pile of props. With two "clangs," he fastened the cold, hard iron rings onto Biyao's wrists, which were already tightly bound by the rope! The iron chains clinked, emitting a dull sound, and the weight of the metal immediately bore down on her already severely stretched shoulders and arms, causing her to let out a suppressed groan. Next, Cao Cao picked up an exquisitely designed leather blindfold and, without explanation, firmly covered Biyao's clear, water-like eyes, which now held a complex mixture of emotions. Instantly, her vision was completely deprived, and her surroundings plunged into endless darkness, amplifying all her other senses. "Mmmph..." Biyao instinctively struggled, but her hands, bound in the "Su Qin carrying a sword" position and further secured with iron shackles, were powerless to resist. A tender, sleepy voice piped up, "Sister Xiao? Are you asleep? Chong'er was woken up and can't sleep... You promised to tell me stories every day..." Cao Chong, clad only in his sleep clothes, rubbed his drowsy eyes, clutching a small pillow, and stood barefoot at the doorway. He froze for a moment upon seeing the scene in the room, then blinked his large eyes and asked curiously, "Second Brother? You... are you also here to listen to Sister Xiao tell stories? Why are you on top of Sister Xiao? Won't that make Sister uncomfortable?" Cao Pi's movements instantly stiffened! He never expected Cao Chong to show up at this hour! Looking at his younger brother's pure and innocent gaze, and recalling their father's extreme favoritism towards Cao Chong, he felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured over him from head to toe. His lust was instantly extinguished, replaced by panic and embarrassment. Although he disliked Cao Chong, he absolutely dared not be presumptuous in front of him, and he was even more afraid of this matter reaching their father's ears. He hastily rolled off Xiao Yunyi, fumbling to tie his belt, and pulled the brocade quilt to haphazardly cover Xiao Yunyi, who was almost half-naked. He managed to force a smile that was uglier than a cry, "Chong... Chong-di, why are you here? Second Brother... Second Brother was just checking if Miss Xiao was disturbed by assassins... I'm leaving, I'm leaving!" Just then, Cao Xiu's voice rang out from outside the courtyard like heavenly music, "Second Young Master! Is Second Young Master here? The Master has urgent matters and is summoning you for a discussion!" Cao Pi felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He quickly responded, not bothering to tidy his disheveled clothes, and practically fled. As he passed by Cao Chong, he even shot him a fierce glare. Cao Chong, however, seemed oblivious and walked to the bedside with concern. Watching Cao Pi's embarrassed departure, Cao Chong then struggled to climb onto the bed and carefully retrieved the bodice that had been stuffed into Xiao Yunyi's mouth. The bodice was soaked with saliva, bearing ambiguous marks. Xiao Yunyi gasped for air, the residual foul taste in her mouth and the recent humiliation making her feel nauseous. "Sister He was about to call for Xu Chu to come and apprehend her when he saw Bi Yao's expression change in an instant. She gently rubbed her wrist as if her hand hurt from hitting someone earlier. She docilely put her hands behind her back again and presented them to Cao Cao. Her eyes flickered with provocation and seduction, and her voice was so sweet it could curdle milk, "Prime Minister~ That was just the first round of the game, why get angry? Come, tie me up again? This time... Prime Minister, you should use stronger ropes and tie me tighter, okay? If I manage to break free again... the punishment won't be just a slap anymore..." Her coy, half-provocative, half-seductive posture, combined with her slightly disheveled clothes and her alluring figure made even more so by her earlier struggles, instantly choked back the roar that was about to erupt from The purple-clad maiden, Zhen Mi, who had been securely bound to the bedpost by double layers of rope, had now broken free! The white silk ribbons and rough hemp ropes lay scattered on the floor, discarded by her side. The blindfold had been torn off, and the gag spat out, now held between the maiden's lips. Her eyes, like autumn water, were wide open, glaring at him with fiery intensity. Duan Hu was greatly shocked, his single eye filled with disbelief. How could this frail