Chapter 1, I am waiting for the person who is coming to see me

"Why can't I keep Jiu'er? Why?" The Poison King lamented, "You, of all people, chose to be poisoned by the Thousand Autumn Bone Poison, turning yourself into such a foolish state... Jiu'er seems to like you very much. If you hadn't been such a fool back then, Jiu'er wouldn't have left."

Fortunately, although this old man talks a lot, he is not a bad person. It is likely because his beloved Jiu'er was once very interested in my original appearance that he has been helping me with medicine, even going so far as to find a considerable amount of ganoderma and poria to help me restore my abilities

As autumn approached, the Ninth Young Master finally returned, and the purpose of his return was not to see his master, who had been deeply concerned about him, but to ask his master to save a person he had brought back.

The Poison King always orders me to do this and that, even assigning me the tasks of raising the poisonous scorpions and poisons for him. His gaze towards me is filled with a certain hatred, yet he seems to hate himself even more

I just cannot understand, with me looking so unattractive during the day, how could Young Master Jiu not be put off? Would he still have any interest in me at night?

Even recalling the first time he forcefully violated me now brings a mix of bittersweet emotions

He certainly talks a lot, constantly rambling on about how adorable and obedient Jiuer was in his childhood, and how she revered him as if he were a deity.

My skills have somewhat recovered, and my swordsmanship is likely much higher than that of the two of them combined.

The Poison King has criticized my appearance countless times, claiming that it affects his appetite, influences his mood, and consequently impacts his health

Since that day, I had not seen this Ninth Young Master for more than half a year. The desolate valley was inhabited only by the Poison King and me

What are you looking at

If it were not for the consideration that my abilities are no longer what they used to be, I would truly like to go back and take a secret glance at him. Just one glance, knowing that he is doing well would be enough to satisfy me.

The Poison King is clearly not a refined person; he does not understand what is so appealing about the white, cascading waterfall

I listened to him speak, never interrupting and never asking too many questions. It was not that I was not curious about their peculiar master-disciple relationship; rather, I am naturally disinclined to speak much, just as the Poison King is naturally loquacious.

I truly do not understand how that old man is using the medicine. My body is clearly becoming more relaxed day by day, and the toxins should be decreasing day by day as well. Yet, my appearance is surprisingly becoming more unattractive, and this is only during the daytime

My depleted true essence gradually began to consolidate again. After more than half a year, my power had recovered to about 4 or 5, which was sufficient for me to easily scale the cliff and return to the Snow Willow Palace

When he asked me for the fifteenth or sixteenth time, I finally replied lazily, "Senior, I am waiting for someone."

The tone resembles that of discussing a toy

But I no longer dare to go back

What exactly are you looking at

The thing I do the most is quietly sit by the edge of the valley, gazing at the distant waterfall, wondering if the man in black on the other side of the waterfall is also missing me? Or perhaps he is wearing a wicked smile, keeping a horde of male lovers to drive away the loneliness in his heart? After Su Qing's brother passed away, he too had kept many male lovers, indulging in pleasures to numb his emotions; now that he is heartbroken and lonely, he should continue his extravagant and carefree life.

The person waiting for you

"Beautiful..." Young Master Jiu shouted, "You can keep the beauty; I am not interested! I will go relax in the Jianghu for a while and come back to take a look later!"

Moreover, even if he has an interest, and I do not, what can he do to me?

The Ninth Young Master, despite his youth, is clearly a little lecher, and shares the same peculiarities as Liu Qin, having a particular fondness for handsome men

Later, I had to face him every day while wearing a veil, and my spirits had sunk to the lowest point

I still remember the astonishment on his face when he first saw me at the Qingtian Marquis's residence, and his first act of humiliation towards me clearly did not stem from any deep feelings; it was largely due to my beautiful appearance and my resemblance to Brother Suqing.

It's just that... I truly miss him, I miss him so much.

This old man poisons in an imperceptible manner. I interact with him daily, and only heaven knows whether he has ever administered some kind of deadly poison to me that would take effect the moment I leave the valley. He saved me and has taken me in, clearly with the intention that one day when the Ninth Young Master returns, he can use me to ensnare his precious disciple!

Unfortunately, I have never had the opportunity to ask him when he truly began to have feelings for me, and not merely because of my appearance

Unfortunately, in the warm sunlight, there is no one left holding a willow branch to convey his heartfelt pain and affection through tapping, as well as the resentment and indignation that gradually arise from love

I have been trained since childhood among the assassins of the Qingtian Marquisate, and have received meticulous guidance from Young Master Liu Qin of the Xueliu family

It is even more regrettable that I can no longer smile at him in a way that captivates his soul, leaving him in a state of distraction and absent-mindedness.

The Poison King has repeatedly warned me not to leave the valley without reason, otherwise I must bear the consequences myself

That person is actually Lin Qiuxiao

"Yes, wait for me, those who think of me." I sighed softly, my ice-blue hair cascading down to cover my swollen face

"The one who waits for you..." the Poison King murmured to himself, and from that moment on, he no longer questioned.

After sunset, the swelling on my face gradually subsides, and after half an hour, it can return to its original smooth and elegant appearance. However, by morning, as the sky begins to brighten, my face starts to swell again, becoming so grotesque that I dare not look in the mirror myself

The Ninth Young Master spoke as he quickly ran out, leaving the desperate calls of the Poison King far behind.

Taking this ghastly appearance to meet him, he will surely feel pity for me at first. However, as time goes by, it is likely that we will grow tired of each other. It would be better to follow the example of Lady Li and Emperor Wu of Han, enduring the separation to preserve the most handsome and pristine image from that day.

I originally did not care much about my appearance, but I knew that Liu Qin did care