[His hands were exquisite.
White as snow, smooth as jade.
Though he had wielded a sword for years, his fingers were slender and long, his neatly trimmed nails tinged with pale pink.
Just like the man himself, whose immortal grace held a hint of alluring beauty.
They made one want to cradle that hand and worship it.
And yet one couldn't help harboring wicked thoughts about that hand, wanting it to...]
"My disciple?" Bai Yuqing suddenly spoke. "Isn't the floor cold?"
Xiao Qinghe snapped back to his senses. Realizing he had actually been having wicked thoughts about his master's hand, he froze in horror!
The original novel had led me astray!
Why describe Master so seductively for no reason?
Wasn't that practically tempting people into sin?!
Xiao Qinghe wouldn't dare touch that hand. He scrambled to his feet and forced an awkward smile. "Don't worry, Master. I'm fine."
Bai Yuqing thought little of it.
This disciple wasn't close to him. Instead, he loved hovering around Ouyang Susu, forever talking about his junior sister.
To get Ouyang Susu to spare him a few more glances, he had resorted to crooked methods and made himself everyone's target.
Because Ouyang Susu was in love with Bai Yuqing, this disciple had even nearly turned against him.
Yet for some reason, he had broken with his usual behavior today and defended Bai Yuqing in front of Ouyang Susu.
How strange.
Bai Yuqing extended his hand, a jar of jade salve appearing in his palm.
This was medicine Master had refined himself. Its effects were extraordinary, and even a single jar was hard to come by.
If Xiao Qinghe remembered correctly, his counterpart in the original novel had repeatedly been injured for the female lead, yet Master had never given him a single jar. Even when