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Chapter 1 The Maid

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    Yan Ji is the number one swordsman in Jianghu, no one can live under a black scabbard sword, and he has never had an opponent.

    Zi Ning had the honor to help him hold the sword.

    She was born in the world of mortals, and she was a maid bought by Yanji for three thousand taels of silver. She only learned some rough hands and feet skills from Yan's servants.

    She still remembers the day when she was bought, she stood on the tall building and was watched by people, while the lights downstairs were flickering, and the room full of gold and jade was shining, warm and fragrant, and the smell of wine was intoxicating.

    A handsome man dressed in black clothes passed by in front of Dahualou.

    Maybe it was too noisy, he looked up, and then pointed at her.

    After that, Zi Ning was taken away, and changed from the unmanned head pillow Meng Ji of Hualou to Zi Ning, the sword maid.

    Serving the sword during the day and serving the people at night.

    But after being with Yanji for a year, she only changed Yanji's clothes and wiped his body at night, washed his feet and massaged her. Although she touched her master's body, she was still intact.

    Perhaps Yan Ji also thought that she was from a dusty background and was dirty, so she only used her as a maid.

    Tonight is no exception.

    Following Yanji and his party into the inn, they spread out their own quilts¡ªa son of noble birth is always delicate, and the number one swordsman accepts the bed.

    As soon as she flattened the bed sheet, she heard Qian Bi, another maid, whispering: "Master calls you, go quickly!"

    Zining put down the flattened bed sheet, walked over lightly, turned around the screen, and saw the tall and broad-chested man sitting in the barrel, his black curly temples sticking to his face with moisture.  .

    His eyes were slightly closed, and under the dim candlelight, his skin looked like jade, handsome and compelling, without any blemishes, and was extraordinarily noble.

    Zi Ning turned his back to Yan Ji, and cleaned his hands with the bath beans that he brought with him.

    The sound of water was soft and small, and the man's ears moved.

    He has strong swordsmanship, deep inner strength, and keen five senses. With his eyes closed, his eyes were dark, but he seemed to be able to see the snow-white fluffy foam sliding in her palm, and see the delicate and soft hands washed clean by running water.

    After washing her hands, she swished them dry with a towel, picked up another bath towel, soaked it in hot water and wrung it dry, and walked behind him.

    Her breathing was shallow and her movements were gentle. She took her hands off his arms and dipped into the water with a bath towel.

    The sound of water is lingling, and the rich and warm fragrance blows to the face.

    Yanji opened her eyes, and saw that Xianxian's hands had been scalded red by the hot water, and her sleeves were rolled up, revealing a white and tender lotus root arm, with a little bright red Shougong sand on the arm.

    Zi Ning lowered his head and swiped the water with a damp cloth to wet his exposed skin.

    A muscular chest, deep collarbones, broad shoulders, a slender neck, and a straight back.

    The warm water and steaming mist made all of this look extraordinarily ambiguous. Zi Ning blushed from the smog, watched his nose, nose and heart, and scrubbed peacefully.

    Yanji half-closed her eyes contentedly, and raised her neck.

    Zining gently wiped his face.

    He blinked his eyes, looking sleepy and dull.

    Seeing this, Zining speeded up. She scrubbed his arms and underarms, and he stretched his arms cooperatively.

    And let her scrub his waistline and back.

    Then he stood up from the water with a splash and walked out of the tub.

    Zi Ning pursed her lips, lowered her head and continued to scrub.

    Yanji didn't have any special reaction, he was very calm and very cooperative, allowing her to wash.

    She lowered her head, thinking in a trance that she was cleaning the big white geese raised by her neighbor's house when she was young.

    White, smooth, well-behaved, and meticulous.

    Although Yanji had asked her to serve and bathe every day for a year, she still sighed inwardly.

    Zi Ning turned around and took the bath beans, melted them with water, and kneaded them into a rich and fine foam. She lowered her head and wiped the snow-white foam on him.

    The foam was applied to his body little by little in circular motions, and every time Zi Ning felt numb in his fingertips.

    The master has never been close to women, no one knows the reason, and no one dares to ask.

    Zi Ning had seen him squinting at the women who tried to seduce him, his eyes were cold, as chilling as his sword.

    However, I was able to get close to him

    She never felt that she was any different from those women.

    Maybe she was fine one second, and she might be sold out the next second.

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