The first time in history

The reasons why they want to hurt these girls may have nothing to do with me, or they may have something to do with me. But whether it has anything to do with me or not, I will love, protect and defend them with all my heart.

Because, the chances after traveling through time and space time and time again made me, Qian Mingduo, develop an inseparable bond with these beautiful girls. Every encounter was like a bright meteor across the night sky, leaving behind a splendid and unforgettable trace.

Since the God of Destiny has brought me into their lives, I'll just let it go and do whatever it wants!

"What a damn slave society." Qian Mingduo cursed in his heart, "What a damn feudal society."

Thunder blasted again in the sky, deafening, as if it was going to tear the whole world apart. Then, dark clouds rolled in, spreading rapidly in the air like a huge ball of ink.

In this dark cloud, lightning flashes from time to time, forming a spectacular picture that makes people feel the power and mystery of nature.

Qian Mingduo took a tour outside the Guanwa Palace. He quietly walked up the Xiangxi Corridor, as if he had a telepathic connection with her. He then went around to the window on the south side of the main hall, and indeed, he saw Xi Shi alone, lying on a jade couch that was tightly covered by gauze curtains.

Qian Mingduo turned around and saw that he had transferred the secret sentry in the flowers in front of the window to the incense path where the assassin had appeared that night.

He lay on the windowsill, watching Xi Shi lying lazily. She was only covered with a thin scarf, and her two white jade-like feet were crossed and swayed leisurely. It seemed to be whispering about leisure and relaxation, and it seemed to be inadvertently outlining a subtle ambiguous atmosphere.

These feet are not just an extension of the body, but more like messengers of emotions, gently plucking the strings of the surrounding air.

There was a moment when their eyes met, and all the words turned into these gently swaying feet, telling of emotions deeper and more passionate than words? Such ambiguity makes people intoxicated and eager.

"Is your wound feeling better?" Xishi's voice was soft and concerned, as if she was not only asking about the injury, but also silently exploring the secret garden in each other's hearts.

Hearing this, Qian Mingduo slowly raised his gaze from the pair of white jade-like, folded and gently swaying legs, and his gaze intertwined and entangled with Xi Shi's in the air. The ambiguous feelings quietly spread in the air.

"Yeah, much better." Qian Mingduo leaned forward gently, and the distance between them was instantly shortened, so close that they could hear each other's breathing and feel the faint fragrance coming from each other.

Xishi's face flushed, she bit her lower lip lightly, her eyes were filled with shyness and expectation, as if a more passionate spark of emotion would burst out at any time.

"That's good." She responded softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. Then, she slowly stretched out a hand, and her fingertips gently touched a small area of ​​skin on his arm. The gentle touch instantly spread throughout his body like an electric current, causing him to tremble involuntarily.

The two people's eyes met again, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding at this moment. They both knew that this ambiguity had gone beyond the scope of simple words and actions. It was like an invisible force that tightly connected them together, making them unable to resist or let go.

"In fact, I enjoy this moment very much." Qian Mingduo's voice was not loud, but it was full of infinite love. He believed that Xi Shi could feel his true thoughts and emotions.

"Me too." At this moment, the tacit understanding and resonance between them reached its peak, as if the whole world had stopped.

"Tonight...inside the main hall of your Guanwa Palace..." Qian Mingduo looked at the veils around him, "it seems quite deserted?"

There was a glimmer of cunning in Xi Shi's eyes, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, as if at this moment, she had decided to take this ambiguity a step further.

"The maids accompanied me to Shihu for sacrifice yesterday and went up the mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods." Xi Shi said softly, "They were all tired, so I asked them to rest early."

She gently moved her body to show her pair of jade-white feet more prominently in front of him. Her toes inadvertently touched the edge of the gauze dress, as if in a silent invitation.

"Are you ready to pledge yourself to me?" Qian Mingduo took a deep breath, his eyes lingered on the pair of feet for a moment, then he slowly raised them and met her eyes again.

Xi Shi did not answer, but silently shook the scarf gently. In an instant, the scarf as thin as a cicada's wing floated lightly in the air like a dancing butterfly.

Then, it slowly fell down and gently covered Xi Shi's body, as if it was a dreamlike dance, intoxicating people.

Xi Shi under the scarf was not naked, but she was wearing her honesty to Qian Mingduo and her incomparable charm and grace.

Qian Mingduo supported himself on the windowsill with one hand, jumped lightly, and climbed through the window into the hall.

Without further ado, they both understood each other's feelings. He gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently slid across her ankle, and the delicacy and warmth instantly spread throughout his body.

Xi Shi trembled slightly, a feeling of anticipation and nervousness intertwined. She closed her eyes, as if immersed in this sudden intimacy.

Qian Mingduo was even bolder and gave her feet a deep kiss.

Then Qian Mingduo gently pulled her closer, and their breaths intertwined, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

At this moment, all words seemed superfluous, and all emotions turned into silent tacit understanding. They hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to merge each other into their bodies, and experience this indescribable beauty and excitement together.

After the pleasure, Xishi's rapid breathing gradually became stable after a long time, and her body relaxed from the tense state. But the blush on her face and the satisfied expression were still clearly visible, as if she was still immersed in the passion just now.

"Is the wound on your shoulder... okay?" Xi Shi asked softly.

"Not bad." Qian Mingduo said.

"I've heard people say that." Xi Shi said angrily, "If you have a sword wound on your body, then... then..."

"But what?" Qian Mingduo, who was getting dressed, turned around and asked.

"But if I'm with a girl, the sword wounds will leave permanent scars." He said shyly.

"Even if it leaves a permanent mark, I am willing." Qian Mingduo raised his head slightly towards Xi Shi and said, "Because it is a permanent memory left by being with you... and my sister Yi'er!"

Qian Mingduo had already climbed out of the window. He lay on the windowsill again, staring at the extremely delicate Xi Shi.