Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

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At three quarters past midnight, Mi Zhen slowly stepped down from the sedan chair.

The night breeze blew through her thin, flowing gauze dress, outlining her graceful yet stiff curves.

Led by two maids, she walked straight into the magnificent golden hall.

The main hall was brightly lit, as bright as day.

Several fist-sized luminous pearls were embedded in the dome, emitting a soft glow.

Gu Fan leaned back in the large armchair, holding a glass of fruit wine, and looked at the water mirror technique in mid-air with a bored expression.

The water mirror was playing footage from a movie from my past life.

Hearing footsteps, Gu Fan waved them away, his gaze falling on Mi Zhen as she gracefully approached.

This woman is indeed extremely beautiful.

It's not the alluring beauty of Diao Chan, nor the aloof scholarly air of Cai Wenji, but rather a gentle and delicate charm unique to the water towns of Jiangnan.

Especially now that she's wearing that gossamer-thin gauze dress, with nothing underneath, her fair skin is faintly visible under the light.

That was a scene that would get any man's blood pumping.

But Gu Fan frowned.

Because Mi Zhen's eyes were too lifeless.

It's like a dry well, without any ripples, only endless numbness and despair.

"This humble woman, Mi Zhen, pays her respects to the Immortal Master."

Mi Zhen walked to the center of the main hall, knelt down on both knees, and spoke in a flat voice without any inflection.

She didn't even look up at Gu Fan; she just mechanically raised her hand, preparing to untie the fragile ribbon on her gauze dress.

"stop."

Gu Fan put down his wine glass and leaned back in his chair, somewhat disappointed.

"Hey, Miss Mi, your death-defying expression makes me look like a bandit forcing a woman into prostitution."

Mi Zhen's hand stopped in mid-air. She raised her head, a hint of doubt flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Isn't this very body what the immortal master wants?"

Her voice carried a hint of self-deprecating coldness.

"Liu Lang sent me here for the sake of the greater good of the world, so I will do as he wishes."

"Immortal Master, you may do as you please with your sexual energy and humiliation as you wish; this humble woman will not resist."

Gu Fan found it amusing.

He stood up, slowly walked to Mi Zhen, and looked down at her.

"That big-eared scoundrel Liu Bei painted you such a pie that it choked you, didn't it?"

Gu Fan squatted down, stretched out two fingers, pinched Mi Zhen's chin, and forced her to look into his eyes.

"What era are we living in? Still playing the self-sacrifice for the greater good? Purely love-struck."

Mi Zhen was forced to look up at the handsome man in front of her, who was almost otherworldly.

She doesn't understand what "making empty promises" or "being love-struck" means.

But she could hear the sarcasm in Gu Fan's tone.

"Is the immortal master laughing at me?"

Mi Zhen's eyes were slightly red, but she tried her best to hold back her tears.

"I poured all my family's wealth into helping him raise an army, and I stayed up all night sewing winter clothes for him. All I got in return was that he gave me away without even glancing at me for a few worthless martial arts manuals."

As she finished speaking, Mi Zhen's voice began to tremble, and her feigned strength finally cracked slightly.

Gu Fan released his hand, took out a pack of tissues from his storage ring, and slapped one on her face.

"Wipe it off, your makeup is ruined from crying."

Mi Zhen held the soft tissue that exuded a faint fragrance, at a loss for what to do.

That's not right.

She thought she would suffer inhuman torture tonight and be used as a tool to release her desires.

But this legendary ruthless killer is actually so gentle?

Gu Fan turned around and walked back to the armchair, picking up his wine glass again.

"While I am not a good person, I am definitely not a bad person."

"Oh, right. There's a hot spring pool in the back."

"Pour the blue liquid on the table into it and let it soak for half an hour."

Mi Zhen bit her lip, somewhat hesitant.

"What, afraid I'll peek?"

Gu Fan chuckled and pointed to Mei'er, the maid who was dozing off beside him.

"See? Any one of my maids is a million times better than you. Why would I bother spying on you?"

Mi Zhen was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

She stood up and walked towards the screen.

Passing the screen, a huge bathtub made of white jade comes into view.

Steam rose from the pool, and a few unidentified flower petals floated on the surface.

On the jade table, there was an exquisite glass bottle, half-filled with a deep blue liquid.

Mi Zhen picked up the small bottle and uncorked it.

A refreshing fragrance wafted over her, and just one sniff made her feel much less tired and heartbroken.

She poured the liquid into the pool.

The originally clear pool water turned into a dreamy ice blue, and even sparkles appeared on the surface.

Mi Zhen removed her gauze skirt and stepped into the pool.

The pool water wasn't hot; instead, it had a warm, cool feel that enveloped her entire body.

At that moment, Mi Zhen felt so comfortable that she almost cried out.

She could feel the blue water flowing into her body as if it were alive, seeping into her body through her pores.

The hidden injuries left by years of hard work are healing, the skin is becoming more delicate and smooth, and even the originally weak true energy in the body is surging at an alarming rate.

This is not water from the mortal world.

This is a divine treasure!

Mi Zhen leaned against the wall of the white jade pool, her eyes closed, her mind replaying everything that had happened that night.

Liu Bei's ruthlessness, his brother's coercion, and...

Gu Fan's words carried a hint of comfort.

"Should I live for myself?"

Mi Zhen murmured to herself, a tear sliding down her cheek.

But this time, they were not tears of despair, but tears of rebirth.

Outside the main hall, the night breeze was still slightly cool.

Gu Fan listened to the faint sound of water coming from behind the screen, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"System, I give myself full marks for this move."

The system's notification sounded in my mind, indicating that it had gained some emotional support.

[Host, please keep up the good work and earn more rewards.]

Gu Fan rolled his eyes. All talk and no action is useless.

"Liu Bei, Liu Bei, you personally gave me such a great treasure. If I don't give you a hat in return, I'll be letting down the words 'for the Han Dynasty'."

Half an hour later.

The rustling sound of dressing came from behind the screen.

Gu Fan leaned back in his armchair, toying with a jade slip in his hand.

The footsteps drew closer.

Mi Zhen walked back to the center of the main hall.

She was still wearing that cloud-patterned gauze dress, but her entire demeanor had undergone a dramatic change.

Her originally pale face turned rosy, and her skin glowed like the finest mutton fat jade.

Most importantly, it was her eyes.

Light has returned to that dry well.

The Marrow Cleansing Elixir not only cleansed the impurities from her body, but also washed away the gloom in her heart.

"Thank you for the treasure, Immortal Master."

Mi Zhen bowed gracefully, her voice soft and no longer lifeless.

Gu Fan then raised his head, looked her up and down, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad, at least you're starting to look human."

"How are you feeling now?"

Mi Zhen felt the abundant power within her body, a lightness she had never experienced in the past ten years.

"I feel... as light as a swallow, as if I have inexhaustible strength."

Gu Fan chuckled and tossed the jade slip in his hand over.

The jade slip traced a parabola in the air and landed steadily in Mi Zhen's arms.

"This is a cultivation technique called the 'Ice Skin and Jade Bone Technique'."

"Compared to the martial arts manual that Liu Bei took, this is the superior one."

"Your physique has already been transformed by the Marrow Cleansing Elixir, so practicing this is perfect for you."

Mi Zhen held the warm, smooth jade slip, her hands trembling slightly.

Although she didn't understand cultivation, she knew how precious cultivation techniques were.

Liu Bei was willing to sell his fiancée for that tattered book.

But the man in front of her casually tossed her something even better.

"Immortal Master...why are you so kind to me?"

Mi Zhen raised her head, looking at Gu Fan with a complicated expression.

"good?"

Gu Fan burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke.

"Madam, do you seem to have some misunderstanding about the word 'good'?"

He stood up, walked to Mi Zhen, reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Mi Zhen exclaimed in surprise, placing her hands on Gu Fan's chest, but she did not push him away forcefully.

"I'm not doing charity."

Gu Fan lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against Mi Zhen's earlobe.

"I'm giving you these things because you're mine now."

"Anything belonging to me, Gu Fan, even if it's just a vase, must be the most beautiful and sturdy vase in the world."

"Do you understand?"