Pu Binglou [Full Text]

One of the female protagonists: Pu Bing, the number one assassin of the Wuxin Princess Assassin Clan. Personality: "Calm and indifferent, neither sad nor happy." From a young age, her master taught her not to be emotional; crying was forbidden, nor was laughing, for she was an assassin. Accustomed to loneliness, she wears white robes and simple makeup, cold as ice, indifferent to worldly affairs and human emotions. Appearance: "Skin as white as ice, cold and aloof." Dressed in snow-white, her appearance is extremely beautiful. She carries a long sword on her back; the scabbard and hilt are entirely sky blue, bright in color, with a subtle shimmering light. Her eyes are chilling, her expression cold and indifferent, clear as autumn water, cold as black ice.

∩ It was love. She loved drinking rosewater. His name was Mo (墨). Sima Guang once joked with Su Shi, saying, "Tea and ink are opposites. Tea should be white, ink should be black; tea should be strong, ink should be light; tea should be fresh, ink should be aged. Why do you love both of these things?" Su Shi replied without hesitation, "Exquisite tea and fine ink are both fragrant. Do you agree?" The finest tea and the finest ink both have intoxicating aromas. He was intoxicated, intoxicated by that fragrance, not wanting to wake up… Qiong, for you, I tried my best. For you… I am no longer an assassin. For you, that one percent chance has been realized. For you, what can't I do? So, don't let me leave you. Just staying by your side is enough... In Yanjing, the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom, a uniquely designed and elegant three-story building stands in the bustling city center, seemingly out of place amidst the hustle and bustle. It stands out like a crane among chickens, arousing longing and a desire to unveil the mysterious veil surrounding the building and see its true face. However, the endless stream of people, though clearly eager, seem hesitant to step through the open bamboo door, as if wary of its mystery. It seems unusually eerie.

A man dressed in a dark robe stopped in front of the building. He slowly raised his head, revealing a handsome and dashing face. His eyes were slightly closed, and he breathed slowly. The spring breeze brushed against his face, and his flowing black hair danced lightly. After a long while, the man finally opened his eyes, his deep, weathered eyes drawing the eye. His face no longer held the previous relaxed ease, but instead bore a strange mix of repression and excitement. His heavy yet resolute steps strode through the bamboo gate, drawing sidelong glances from passersby, their eyes filled with pity. It was as if the man was gone forever, a pity.

(Elegantly preparing tea and placing it before the man) This is rose petal syrup, sir, please try some if you don't mind! I am Mo, is there anything else you require, sir? "Mo is willing to serve you." (Mo: Deputy Manager of Pu Bing Lou) Mo glanced curiously at the unfathomable man out of the corner of her eye. Although Pu Bing Lou was a brothel, those with even a little influence in the capital knew the gist of it. Its backing was the deepest in the Great Qi Kingdom, and even the entire continent. Not to mention its shady identities, just mentioning Pu Bing, the manager of Pu Bing Lou, was enough to intimidate the entire court. Pu Bing opened this strange brothel as the only princess of the Great Qi Dynasty, also known as the Heartless Princess. The implications were not for outsiders to know.

The man looked directly at the young girl in front of him and said, "May I ask how this young lady is addressed?" His fiery gaze made even Mo, a legendary woman who had weathered many storms, feel a little uncomfortable. She could only avoid the man's gaze and feign indifference, saying, "Who are you asking about, sir? Me?" Inwardly, however, she thought, "How can this guy change so quickly? Was that unfathomable aura I was seeing things? This guy is clearly a lecher." "The finest tea and the finest ink both have intoxicating aromas. Would you like to join me for some tea, young lady?" the man suddenly said, his lecherous gaze vanishing. His aura suddenly blurred, like a deep pool.

Mo was bewildered by this sudden change. Unconsciously, she developed a strange interest in the man before her. She gracefully walked towards him, her long eyebrows reaching her temples, her eyes slanted like phoenixes, the shimmering blue and red in them adding a touch of alluring charm to her face, making her even more enchanting than that little vixen. Her gentle smile, combined with her breathtaking beauty, was a true visual feast. She slowly sat down.

"Since you've taken such a refined interest, young master, how could I possibly interrupt?" A clear, crisp voice escaped from her delicate cherry lips. Its ethereal quality was refreshing.

The man didn't say much; his right hand swept across the table, and the rosewater that had been served vanished instantly, replaced by a tea set. The fire in the stove burned brightly, and soon steam rose from the tea set. A delicate fragrance instantly filled the air, permeating the entire private room.

The man gestured for her to begin, then picked up a cup of fragrant tea and savored it slowly, displaying a completely contented expression. Mo didn't stand on ceremony either. She gently picked up the teacup, first smelling its aroma, then tasting it, sipping and smelling it repeatedly, taking small sips with care. Although the amount consumed was small, it left a lingering fragrance on the teeth and a sweet aftertaste in the throat, bringing a sense of tranquility and joy. "Truly excellent tea." (Looking up at the man opposite her, she was strikingly handsome, too pale for powder, too red for rouge. His eyebrows were like kingfisher feathers, his skin like snow. His waist was slender, his teeth like pearls. His smile was captivating, bewitching the city of Yang and enchanting the city of Xia.) A sudden, inexplicable flutter stirred within Mo's heart. This attraction to the handsome, enigmatic man before her quickly made her wary. She had never been moved by any man before. Could it be love at first sight? No, this was too strange. This man was definitely suspicious. She knew that her boss, Pu Bing, had been heartbroken ever since falling in love with a man. The thought of her celestial-like boss's perpetually listless demeanor filled her with hatred for all men. Given her boss's tragic example, how could she possibly fall in love with a man?

Although her heart was in turmoil, Mo still wore a faint smile on her face as she stood up and said, "May I ask how you, young master, were able to enter Pu Bing Tower?" You must know how surprised she was when she saw this man suddenly appear in Pu Bing's room. Although this might seem puzzling, because Pu Bing Tower is quite remarkable—the three-story building is surrounded by a... [a href=http://www.687bo.com target=_blank class=infotextkey>性刀ㄌ煜碌目巏榔嬲垅,灰ー皇怯刖幼≡井.]

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