Night fell on Yuncai Village.
Moonlight, like water, spilled into the quiet courtyard.
The woman sitting alone in the courtyard raised her head, staring absently at the star-filled sky.
Exactly twenty days had passed since she began traveling and practicing medicine with Xiao Mo.
She recalled how, just the day before, she had deliberately let a snake bite her so that Xiao Mo would have to tend to her wound, giving her a chance to seduce him further.
But she had made her intentions so obvious then.
Yet that dense monk, Xiao Mo, had just played dumb.
At the thought, Tushan Jing Ci couldn't help but pout, a wave of frustration rising within her.
Tushan Jing Ci knew that even though Xiao Mo was a monk, he was, in the end, still a man.
And she had always been utterly confident in her looks and her figure.
Moreover, as a member of the Nine-tailed Celestial Fox clan, the faint, sweet fragrance she exuded was an almost fatal attraction to men.
