Xinjiang City, National Master’s Estate.
This was a bathhouse built in the shape of a bagua. One maid poured hot water into the basin while another scattered flower petals; blossoms of various colors drifted across the steaming, fragrant water.
The newly appointed National Master, a woman of peerless elegance, was bathing before a divination ritual. Her lustrous, ink-black hair was pinned up, and her skin, white as snow, glowed in the light. Her collarbones were delicate and alluring, and as her beautiful feet dipped into the water, it seemed as if the entire bathhouse were radiating a subtle, luminous light.
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