As he traveled south, Song Qingshu had initially been restless, wishing he could reach the front lines at once. Yet with Daiqisi by his side, he became so reluctant to leave that he wished the journey would last forever.
Especially during the day, Daiqisi looked cold, proud, and aloof, yet at night she showed him the meaning of tenderness like water and fiery passion. The former Number One Beauty of the Martial Arts World truly possessed charms no ordinary woman could match.
Song Qingshu was utterly captivated throughout the journey, but Daiqisi was no better off. Her husband had injured his meridians in a cold pool years ago, and the remaining years of his life had been marked by frailty and illness. She had scarcely experienced a woman's pleasures. But back then, she had been young and naive, willing to give everything for love. She had always been proud and aloof, so she had never thought there was anything wrong with it—until she met Song Qingshu.
This man, equal parts devil and angel, opened the door to a whole new world for her. He made her realize that such blissful things existed in the world. Though she knew it was somewhat improper, she still found it hard to resist her body's yearning, silently slipping into his tent every night...
Looking at the radiant woman in the bronze mirror, Daiqisi could scarcely believe it was herself. Since her husband's death, she had rarely looked into a mirror. Most of the time, she had roamed the martial world in the guise of Granny Golden Flower. Her peerless beauty had seemed like a bright mirror gathering dust, fading bit by bit. Yet recently, she felt as though she had become ten years younger. Her beauty at this moment could probably only compare to