Qian Renxue slowly walked toward Chi Xiu step by step, the two soft, pale swells beneath her golden bandeau gently rippling.
Her looks and figure were nearly perfect, enough to make any man drool with desire at the sight of her. Her beautiful eyes, glistening with tears, were even more heartbreakingly tender.
When such a beautiful woman said something like this, who would refuse?
Chi Xiu looked at her with complicated emotions.
Every step Qian Renxue took seemed to require careful consideration.
It was obvious that she was nervous and uneasy.
And that was indeed the case.
Qian Renxue was terrified that Chi Xiu would find her actions abrupt beyond belief, perhaps even impossible to understand.
After all, how could a woman devote herself so completely to a boy she had only known for one day?
But it was precisely Qian Renxue's life experiences that had led to her behavior now.
While other children were still their parents' precious darlings, she had already had to put on men's clothing, pretend to be a boy, and blend into the cold depths of the imperial palace.
She had experienced scheming and intrigue, living at the mercy of others.
It had lasted for more than ten years.
The care she received had been pitifully scarce.
She did not know whether she would ever have the chance to be a girl again.
And if she did, would it only happen when she was old and faded?
Qian Renxue did not know. Nor did she want to wait. After meeting Chi Xiu, she wanted to wait even less.
She wanted to give herself to the boy before her early, completely.
No matter what her future ending might be, she would not regret having left something undone during the prime of her youth.
Moreover, a voice