Oh wow! After her killing spree, she became the villain's dark moonlight!

The warm glow of the sunset softened the slender figure standing in front of the corridor. Ye Xingshu raised her injured hand and was surprised to find that the wound had become much shallower.

Is this body's healing ability really that strong?

As she entered the room, she lifted her foot to remove the bandage and was once again surprised to see the perfectly healed, faint wound.

This bizarre healing ability made her feel like she was triggering some incredible mechanism!

She tugged at the buttons on her chest and pulled at the gauze wrapped around it.

Although it doesn't heal as quickly as those small wounds, it's still several times better than a normal person's healing ability!

"Ye Xingshu!"

Gu Hancheng rushed in, suppressing his anger.

Seeing Ye Xingshu take off half of her clothes, revealing her rounded shoulder, her snow-white skin added a touch of sexiness to the scene!

Gu Hancheng's anger inexplicably subsided for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Ye Xingshu glanced at him and slowly buttoned up her clothes. "Why are you eating gunpowder so early in the morning?"

"Did you hurt Nan Qiao?!"

He realized what was happening, strode over, grabbed her collar and lifted her up, but the anger in his eyes was not as intense as when he had rushed over.

"Hey... don't be impulsive, let's talk this out," Zhao Yining ran in from behind and stood between the two. "Hancheng, give your brother Zhao some face, calm down and ask him properly."

"Would you ask him if he would admit it?" Gu Hancheng gritted his teeth and let go.

“We’ve made up, so I definitely won’t cause trouble for Sheng Nanqiao,” Ye Xingshu glanced at him. “Didn’t you think it was someone from her dorm who did it?”

“Yes, yes, it must be caused by a woman’s jealousy,” Zhao Yining said as if struck by a thunderbolt. “That’s right! It must be the romantic entanglements you attracted that ruined Miss Sheng!”

Ye Xingshu smiled faintly at her suddenly enlightened cousin.

Gu Hancheng seemed to remember something, his expression shifting back and forth.

Ye Xingshu gave an innocent, bitter smile: "Hancheng, I have never lied to you."

Seeing Ye Xingshu's broken state, as if she had given everything for love but received no response and was even hurt, Zhao Yining felt frustrated and heartbroken for her.

"Cousin, I believe you."

"..."

Gu Hancheng thought of Ye Qianyu.

When she spoke to Ye Xingshu again, she wasn't as confident anymore. "It's because what you did before went too far, otherwise I wouldn't have suspected you first."

Ye Xingshu's eyes dimmed: "I know I was wrong, Hancheng. Just you wait and see, I will definitely change it until you are satisfied."

Ye Xingshu seemed deeply in love with him, which Gu Hancheng found hard to accept. He said stiffly, "You didn't change for me, you changed for yourself."

Ye Xingshu nodded obediently, her innocent and bright eyes making Gu Hancheng feel a pang of guilt.

He turned and strode away.

"Is that all the skill you've got?" Ye Xingshu switched seamlessly between innocence and wickedness. "What's going on with Sheng Nanqiao?"

"That's how it is," Zhao Yining said, disliking Sheng Nanqiao because of Ye Xingshu. "She's quite scheming. She immediately said she had a conflict with you, and Hancheng suspected you of doing it in a moment of impulsiveness."

Ye Xingshu asked casually, "What did Si Du say?"

"Instructor Si?" Zhao Yining's gaze drifted to Ye Xingshu's small frame. "He wanted Sheng Nanqiao to go back and recover properly, but Sheng Nanqiao didn't want to leave."

Ye Xingshu was surprised and taken aback.

Sidu didn't say anything at all.

What does he want to do?

"What's so great about women? They're so pretentious and affected," Zhao Yining said, displeased that Ye Xingshu's crush was only interested in Sheng Nanqiao.

Ye Xingshu: "You like men too?"

Zhao Yining said, "How could that be? I like big breasts!"

"As for breasts, two injections will do the trick."

"I like women, you know what women are? The kind of soft women you can hug!" Zhao Yining explained loudly.

Ye Xingshu picked at her ear: "Why are you so guilty if you like women?"

Zhao Yining: "..."

*

The morning training continued, and the injured Si Du stood in front of the mud pit, still staring down at Ye Xing Shu with that same condescending gaze.

Ye Xingshu, rolling in the mud, returned the smile with a wicked grin.

He wondered why Si Du hadn't mentioned Sheng Nanqiao's matter.

Thinking about what other tricks Sidu might have up his sleeve, Ye Xingshu's lips curved into an even more beautiful smile.

Is the intention to use psychological tactics to keep her on edge?

The excitatory factors in my blood were pulsating gently.

It's impossible for Hyōji to simply let go of his affection for the female lead so easily.

Si Du's cold gaze fell on Ye Xingshu's bright smiling face. Without even guessing, he knew what this little devil was thinking.

Today went by unbelievably peacefully.

After nightfall, Ye Xingshu went to her dormitory to wash up and found that the water was cut off.

Her double room has a private bathroom, while other dorm rooms have to go to the public bathhouse to shower.

My body felt sticky, dirty, and smelly.

Ye Xingshu grabbed her clothes and headed straight for the public bathhouse.

The fog was damp, and although it wasn't winter, many people were taking cold showers, but hot water was still available.

As temperatures fluctuate, the resulting fog becomes denser.

Ye Xingshu walked into the public bathhouse and saw that the bathing pool and rinsing area were filled with naked figures.

"..."

He has indeed enjoyed this blessing.

Fortunately, the washing area is separated by a wooden door, which blocks the middle section, so it's not so embarrassing that you can see everything.

Ye Xingshu walked straight into the final rinsing area without looking to the side.

"Ye Xingshu is here!"

"move."

"Aren't you leaving yet? Watch your backside."

"..."

The voice was very low, but Ye Xingshu, with her keen hearing, could still hear it clearly.

The two rows of washing areas were close together against the wall. Ye Xingshu occupied the last one on the left and didn't look at the person who was secretly exposed.

There was no one around, so it was safer for her.

I quickly took off my clothes, turned on the shower, and took a quick shower.

She tossed her short hair, turned around to find the soap, and unexpectedly met the eyes of Sidu across from her.

"..."

An eerie atmosphere settled in.

Ye Xingshu's dark, bright eyes peered through the thin mist, taking his gaze from his taut upper body to his strong, alluring long legs, and finally back to his inverted triangle shape. Water droplets slid down his toned waist and abdomen, and there were still some light-colored bubbles on his firm abs, as if a hand was slowly and deliberately playing with them, ambiguously sliding into that area.

Recalling their previous handshakes, Ye Xingshu coughed awkwardly, but her tone was flippant: "Brother Du, you have such a nice butt! I love it!"

Sidu: "..."

As Ye Xingshu blinked innocently, Si Du suddenly opened the door and came out.

Ye Xingshu turned around, but still caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye!

Just as she expected, it was spectacular!

Si Du stood behind Ye Xingshu. The space she occupied was dark and not illuminated by the light.

As far as the eye could see, there was a bright white, slender body, unlike the strong physique a man should have.

His back was so white it seemed to glow, and so thin it could be broken with one hand.

His cold gaze swept over her slender waistline, unable to imagine how such a delicate and beautiful young man could unleash such astonishing power.

He withdrew his gaze, a cold sneer playing on his lips: "Not even as good as boiled chicken."

Ye Xingshu: "..."

As soon as Sidu finished speaking, he returned to his area, showered, wrapped himself in a towel, and left.

Ye Xingshu was still facing the wall.

As Sidu left, he glanced at her and saw that she remained motionless, assuming that she had been hurt.

Rather than calling her a "white-cut chicken" figure, it's more accurate to call her a woman.

Only women have such a slender figure and fair skin.

After Ye Xingshu and the others had mostly left, they washed themselves clean and took a bucket to scrub off the mud they had taken off.

There was a row of faucets, and she was the only one there. The others had all run away when they saw her, afraid of getting her in their place.

The propaganda efforts of those scions of powerful families were astonishing; even the soldiers on the same training ground knew she had a taste for this.

"Snapped!"

The surrounding lights suddenly went out, plunging us into darkness.

Ye Xingshu flung the clothes out of her hand before wringing them dry, and a sharp figure landed, grabbed the clothes she had flung out, pulled them forward, and brought down a fist with a gust of wind.

Ye Xingshu knew that the man surnamed Si wouldn't give up!