C1865 The Third Beauty of the Celestial Palace

"After all, she's a maiden."

An hour later, Gongsun Zhujian began to dress himself with a lazy air, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied smirk. "Such potent pure Yin energy. One session of absorption might well be worth a month of cultivation."

Behind him, on the bed, Youyou lay with her clothes torn, her body bruised and battered across her delicate skin. She was completely still