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Chapter 667 Zhao Qingxiu: His name is Tan Lang, senior sisters, let’s get to know him! [7k extra chapters, monthly votes requested! ]

In the afternoon, the sun is shining brightly.

Huaiye Lane, in the study.

Ouyang Rong took out the original scroll of "Peach Blossom Spring" from its original box and tried hard to stuff it into the Mohist sword box.

It's a bit difficult.

It's too crowded in there.

Ever since [Craftsman] stole Rong Zhen’s purple bellyband and the eldest lady’s personal sword and put them in the sword box last time, and after learning that it has the attributes of a hamster, Ouyang Rong began to use the Mohist sword box as a small storage cabinet without any pressure.

Anything that you are undecided about or think might be useful, just put it in there.

When he first started living with it, Ouyang Rong was afraid that stuffing things in it would affect the maintenance of the [Craftsmanship]. Now it seems that it will not affect it at all.

Apart from the occasional strong protests from the little guy to the dog's owner, there is no negative effect of stuffing things in.

Now in the piano-shaped sword box, there is a night-shining pearl, a moonlight sword, a bronze mask, and a red and black talisman.

There are also some small gadgets and special items, such as a red lotus seal, a torn copy of "Zhen Gao", and a golden mask of unknown function, which seems to be called Fang Xiangmian. In addition, there are a few simple rejuvenation pills for healing injuries, and other miscellaneous items, plus the newly inserted "Peach Blossom Spring" scroll.

It was originally a small warehouse that satisfied the hamster attributes of [Craftsman], but now it belongs to Ouyang Rong.

The main purpose is convenience, and it can also store wind and gather energy, isolating it from outsiders.

In addition, security is also excellent.

Although [Craftsman] can't move too far after losing the control of the Sword Master, he still has the spirituality of a child.

Ouyang Rong did some tricks on the Mohist sword case.

If a stranger touches his "violin case" and opens it suddenly without the method that only Ouyang Rong is familiar with, then the moonlight sword that has stored the moonlight sword energy for too long will flash first and blind the person who opens the box.

[Craftsman] will also respond to the pressure, shoot out the sword box, and fly directly into the enemy's face, similar to a hidden weapon, catching the enemy off guard.

With this set, even a seventh-grade Qigong practitioner could be killed if he is not careful.

After all, the sharpness of the mythical Ding Sword is the best in the world, and it can cut through all ordinary objects with ease.

As for the people around him, Yan Liulang, Ali, and Ye Weilai all knew that this violin case was Ouyang Rong's forbidden delicacy and they never touched it.

As for Xie Lingjiang, maybe she felt more at ease, or maybe she knew that the senior brother had set up a trap and was afraid of trouble, so she rarely checked the piano case.

Oh, except for the last time when Ouyang Rong stuffed the Cold Clothes Festival sachet given by the lady historian into it, and was reminded by the gloating [Craftsman] with a trembling sound, so he was cheated once.

Ouyang Rong lowered his head to study it, demonstrating how to put the scroll in.

"call out--!"

A clear blue arc emerged from the Mohist sword box.

It was as if something was stuffed in it by the unscrupulous sword master and squeezed out.

[Craftsman's Work] hung above Ouyang Rong's head, spinning in circles, as if looking at what the sword master was stuffing with dissatisfaction and curiosity this time.

Ouyang Rong spoke without raising his head.

"It's not food, stop looking at it and go in."

As he spoke, he took one last push and finally stuffed the original scroll of "Peach Blossom Spring" into the box.

Ouyang Rong chuckled, looked up, pinched [Craftsmanship] with two fingers, and stuffed the reluctant little guy back.

After closing the sword case, Ouyang Rong picked up the piano case and went out.

The reason why I didn't keep the original scroll of "Peach Blossom Spring" in the study at home was, first of all, I was afraid that the little ink master would steal it. After all, it was the literary style of a famous scholar of the Eastern Jin Dynasty a hundred years ago.

Secondly, it’s just in case.

The red and black talisman water that Ouyang Rong swallowed last time was mixed with the ashes of Tao Yuanming's original copy of "Returning to the Fields" collected with the help of Prince Xiang's Mansion.

This time the divine decree is still effective. When encountering a serious crisis, Ouyang Rong can call on the gods at any time to protect himself or break the situation.

However, since the little ink spirit is now more powerful than expected and he has an extra red and black talisman, Ouyang Rong can't think of any other powerful and suitable candidate to summon the god for the time being. He simply continues to fleece Tao Yuanming and keeps this "Peach Blossom Spring" as a backup.

Ouyang Rong walked out of Yinbingzhai.

Ye Weilai was taking a nap in the house. The little girl was in her growing period and was rather sleepy.

The Huaiye Lane mansion was quiet in the afternoon, and there were few maids on the corridor.

Ouyang Rong was holding the violin case and preparing to go out. He happened to pass through the hall and caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman in a silk dress out of the corner of his eye.

It was Zhen Shuyuan, who was sitting in the hall. There was a red cloth bag spread out on the table in front of her. She was holding a jade bracelet of a medium size in her hand, wiping it carefully with a handkerchief.

Even more careful than a girl embroidering in the boudoir.

Ouyang Rong stopped in front of the door and looked for a while.

It just happened to block the light at the door, making the hall a little darker. When Zhen Shuyuan noticed it, she found Ouyang Rong.

"Where are you going, Tan Lang?"

She asked, while carefully putting away the jade bracelet and wrapping it in a red cloth.

Ouyang Rong didn't rush to leave. He walked in and sat down next to her.

"Go find a friend at Xingzifang to learn from him about pipa art. There will be a pipa banquet at Xunyang Tower tonight, so we need to go there. We may have to attend the banquet until quite late. Aunt, you don't have to wait for your nephew, and go to bed early."

Zhen Shuyuan glanced at him again:

"Looking for friends? Which friends? Does Auntie know them?"

"I know someone like Yuan Huaimin."

Ouyang Rong smiled, his eyes fixed on the red cloth bag of the bracelet, and asked:
"Auntie, why did you take it out when you were fine?"

Upon hearing this, Zhen Shuyuan's brows suddenly became worried.

She held the red cloth bag in both hands, pressed it against her chest and said with a frown:
"I was thinking whether I should give this bracelet to you at your birthday party. Your mother left this item behind and specifically told me to only pass it on to your wife."

Ouyang Rong blushed when he heard this: "This... isn't it a little early?"

"morning?"

Zhen Shuyuan raised her eyebrows slightly and glared at Ouyang Rong:

"If it's any later, I'm afraid you'll get angry and leave."

Ouyang Rong sighed:
"Aunt, what are you saying? How can you curse your own nephew like that?"

Zhen Shuyuan snorted coldly:
"When did you make an appointment with Qianqian before?"

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and said, "After leaving Xunyang City and going to Luojing."

"Then when will you go to Luojing?"

Ouyang Rong spread his hands:
"In fact, I can go to Luojing now, because I have an honorary position as a scholar in the Xiuwen Academy. However, my aunt also knows that it is meaningless for me to be transferred back alone. I need to wait for the palace."

"When will Prince Xunyang and his family return to Beijing?"

Ouyang Rong narrowed his eyes: "At least after the Donglin Buddha lands."

"That's perfect. Didn't you tell Kankan that my birthday can be postponed to after the Donglin Buddha lands safely? It's perfect because you will be preparing to return to the capital by then, so you can give me this jade bracelet as a gift."

Ouyang Rong hesitated to speak.

Zhen Shuyuan glanced at him and said, "Why? You don't want to give your mother's jade bracelet to Qianqian."

Ouyang Rong shook his head:
"No. The main reason is that I don't have any status yet. Giving this bracelet is like making empty promises to others."

"Oh, Tan Lang also knows that it's just empty talk. You and Kankan agreed to go to Luojing to get engaged, wasn't that also empty talk?"

Ouyang Rong said seriously:
"It's different. Junior Sister can understand this. Xunyang City is in a special situation. It's not an empty promise. Auntie's is. She gave it away too early and too hastily."

Zhen Shuyuan asked: "Then what do you say we should do?"

Ouyang Rong nodded seriously: "Leave it to me, I'll deliver it, I'll see when the time is right."

"Haha, no." Zhen Shuyuan sneered: "I'm afraid that you not only know how to choose the right time, but also know how to choose the right person. You might give it to another woman."

"how come."

Ouyang Rong shrugged helplessly: "Aunt doesn't even have this much trust."

"Humph."

Zhen Shuyuan looked away and said:

"I won't talk nonsense with you any more. Anyway, I'm putting this out there. You are not allowed to make any mistakes on my birthday, especially not to hurt Xianxian. This is absolutely not allowed. If you make my niece-in-law angry, I will punish you severely.

"Anyway, I don't want you to give me any birthday gifts. Just do the above and it will be the best gift for me."

Ouyang Rong nodded, and the smile on his face gradually faded.

He glanced calmly at the jade bracelet wrapped in red cloth.

He looked thoughtful as if he had thought of something.

……

After Ouyang Rong's governor's office and Jiangzhou Hall issued the ban on Vietnamese women, it quickly aroused heated discussions among the people in the city.

There are still many families in the ancient Wu and Yue areas who believe in Yuanjun.

Correspondingly, the level of security in Xunyang City was raised to a higher level, and the number of government detectives, female officials of the Supervisory Council, and black-armored warriors patrolling the streets increased sharply.

"Why do I feel like there are more patrol teams outside? Master Ouyang, do you know what's going on?"

In the evening, in the quiet backyard of the courtyard.

Fang Juxiu put down his bowl beside the stone table and asked curiously to the slender young man who was eating with relish opposite him.

Ouyang Rong said truthfully:

"Oh, the superior has issued a decree. The Jiangzhou Hall and the Supervisory Council are arresting Yue women according to the law and confiscating something called Yunmeng Order. Those who hide it will be severely punished, and those who shelter it will be punished..."

Fang Juxiu and Fang Shengnan looked at each other.

Ouyang Rong picked up a bite of food for Zhao Qingxiu, who tilted her head silently.

"Wait, don't move."

He suddenly reached out, picked up a grain of rice from the corner of Zhao Qingxiu's mouth, and put it into his own bowl.

Zhao Qingxiu lowered her head shyly.

Ouyang Rong looked at her with a smile, not looking at the Fang sisters who were looking at him, and said:
"It's okay. I'm familiar with Captain Yan, so he won't come to our yard to disturb us. But Madam Fang and Lady Fang should not go outside these few days, as they may be searched by the patrol team..."

"it is good."

"Thank you, Master Ouyang."

The Fang sisters had different expressions in their eyes, and they all nodded in agreement.

Fang Shengnan suddenly asked:

"Was this ban on Vietnamese women issued and implemented by the governor named Ouyang Lianghan?"

Ouyang Rong nodded calmly: "Yes."

"Ah."

Fang Shengnan snorted coldly, narrowed her eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Ouyang Rong glanced at her.

Fang raised his sleeves and pulled at his sister's sleeves, and the latter calmed down and continued eating.

After dinner, Ouyang Rong cleaned up the dishes and wanted to help wash them, but Zhao Qingxiu called him out of the kitchen.

Zhao Qingxiu knew that he had social engagements tonight.

[Tan Lang goes to work first]

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong didn't leave.

At the kitchen door, Zhao Qingxiu tilted her head slightly, her blindfolded face full of confusion.

"Look at you again, you wash yours."

Ouyang Rong leaned against the kitchen door frame with his arms crossed, smiling brightly. [It's not even three days yet]

Zhao Qingxiu wrote that a faint blush appeared on both sides of her cheeks, like the sunset in the sky behind Ouyang Rong, but unfortunately she couldn't see it.

"I know. I'm not thinking about that. I just suddenly can't bear to leave. I want to see you more. I don't really want to go to the dinner party at Xunyang Tower tonight, but there are some things that I can't help but do."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Rong said softly:

"If you want to be a person who is rich and prosperous for a long time, you must learn to delay enjoyment. The same is true for love. We can't be impatient. Many things need to be done slowly. We can't stay together all day, otherwise nothing can be accomplished."

Zhao Qingxiu seemed curious about Tan Lang's sudden melancholy words. She tilted her head and thought for a while, especially some of the words, which made her chew on them.

[Tan Lang is right, long-term wealth and delayed enjoyment, that's a good thing]

Ouyang Rong smiled and suddenly asked:
"I hope the embroiderer is not angry. I have other women at home. I have been bringing your cakes back to them every day recently..."

He sounded sheepish.

Zhao Qingxiu shook her head and pressed her index finger against his lips.

[I know there is a sister, and I also know your feelings]

Ouyang Rong was a little curious: "How did you know? I said the one in front."

Zhao Qingxiu hesitated with his index finger, then slowly wrote:

[Have you forgotten, Tan Lang, that when you were injured and unconscious in Longcheng and were bedridden in Sanhuiyuan on Dagu Mountain, I was there, so I guess I have seen her.]

Ouyang Rong was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

"Oh."

After taking a look at the night scene outside the door, he didn't ask any more questions. While the Fang sisters and others in the yard were not paying attention and had a blind spot in their vision, Ouyang Rong hugged Zhao Qingxiu, and the two said goodbye reluctantly.

"Long Ling——"

Before leaving, he glanced at the ice-white jade hairpin stuck in the embroiderer's high hairpin.

Ouyang Rong didn't know if it was his illusion, but ever since the two of them had their flirtation in the bathroom that night, the embroiderer seemed to have started wearing this ice-white jade hairpin often.

Although she seemed to like this hairpin before, she didn't dare to wear it. Ouyang Rong left it here, and she just kept it carefully. At most, she would take it out and shake it when she couldn't sleep at night.

But now, these few days, every time Ouyang Rong came, she wore it on her head.

It seems like he has figured it out and accepted his identity.

The relationship between the two changed quietly.

Ouyang Rong couldn't explain it clearly, but no matter what, this change seemed to be a good thing.

In the courtyard, the Fang sisters, who were enjoying the cool breeze by the swing, silently watched Ouyang Rong's back disappear at the gate of the quiet courtyard.

This Master Ouyang comes over almost every night to have a meal with the young lady.

Fang Shengnan couldn't help but praise:

"Sister, this Mr. Ouyang is really good to you. He is always with you, and we have a meal together every day. He never brings back his temper and emotions from outside."

Fang Juxiu pursed her red lips and said for no apparent reason:

"There are many people who want to be good to you, my Lord."

"That's different. My lady likes him too. Sometimes two people like each other and are devoted to each other, but there is no difference between who is more important and who is less important. Both are willing to give to each other."

"You have a lot of theories, but you never put them into practice. Find a man to marry."

"That won't do. I want to go to Yunmeng to learn martial arts as a Yue girl. I will go down the mountain to do justice. How can I let love hinder me?"

"Speak softly, don't let the young master hear you."

"This is different. The young lady is a goddess-like person, but she is different from me. The young lady has already achieved success in cultivation, and it is time for her to enjoy some experience. She came from the secular world to the inner world, while I came from the inner world to the secular world. It's different.

"Besides, no matter how extraordinary a fairy is, she still has to come to the mortal world to experience life, right? It's always like this in chivalrous stories. How can one see through the mortal world right from the start? Besides, the young lady is still so young...

"Also, sister, didn't you see that the young lady has been in high spirits and radiant recently? Even with her eyes covered, she still looks radiant and moisturized. This is the power of love between men and women. Good love is the most nourishing."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Fang Juxiu frowned and scolded, "You have no shame. Stop talking nonsense and gossiping about me behind my back."

Fang Shengnan muttered carelessly, speaking quickly:

"How can I gossip? It's just the way it is. Now, according to the progress of the chivalrous storytelling, it should be the time when the love-hate relationship is the most entangled. Let's just live it well. Anyway, I think Mr. Ouyang is a good person. He is a good man, and most importantly, he is very loyal.

"I said I wanted to travel the world with only a sword, and he gave me a lot of ideas. He suggested that I plan my 'personality positioning' in advance and dress well first, so that when I become famous in the future, the onlookers will remember me. For example, I might wear a flaming red dress and a rouge horse, or a green shirt, a sword, and a gourd hanging from my waist... Only by planning ahead can you stay famous in the world for a long time and have a great reputation, so as not to be killed by the waves behind you.

"Sister, do you think all female warriors are so aggressive now? Fortunately, I met Master Ouyang early on. Listening to his words is better than fighting for ten years...

"So I think all the righteous people are not that bad. Hey, sister, we both have the surname Ouyang, why did Ouyang Lianghan help the tyrants, forget his roots, help the powerful people in the north, and then turn around to bully the righteous people in our Tiannan Jianghu?

"But Master Ouyang is chivalrous and righteous. He cooks and washes dishes, cares for me, and most importantly, he comes home on time for dinner!"

Fang Juxiu looked at Fang Shengnan, who was full of emotion, and shook his head and said:

"The better a person is, the harder it is for him to climb the ladder in this secular and corrupt officialdom. Mr. Ouyang has made sacrifices to get to where he is now in the Jiangzhou Hall. These are things that outsiders cannot see. It is not as easy as we think. So don't look at what a person says, look at what he does."

Fang Shengnan was puzzled: "What do you mean, sister? Isn't Mr. Ouyang doing a good job?"

Fang Juxiu looked ahead, not knowing what scene flashed before his eyes. After a while, he spoke:
"Shengnan, do you still remember that mature lady named Pei who looked a bit like a businessman? She was the one who often sent Master Ouyang to the gate of the courtyard, and sometimes she took the young master out to buy some things."

"I remember." Fang Shengnan was puzzled: "Isn't this Madam Pei a friend that Master Ouyang met when he was handling official business at Xingzifang?"

Fang raised his sleeves and sighed:
"This merchant woman has a charming smile and is mature and vigorous at her age, but she seems to be easy to talk to. She is very friendly to the young lady and us... but sometimes her eyes still have a hint of scrutiny and teasing."

"What do you mean..." Fang Shengnan said halfway, and suddenly her eyes widened: "Wait, sister, what do you mean..."

Fang Juxiu nodded calmly:
"Well, this courtyard is not owned by Master Ouyang, but by Madam Pei. It is all given to Master Ouyang for free."

"No way, this is too...wait, if this is true, then how does she view the young master? How can she help support the young master and us with money and effort?"

"Who knows? Maybe he doesn't care about it."

Fang raised his sleeves and sighed:
"This business woman speaks with a Yangzhou accent. Judging from her attire, she must be a wealthy Yangzhou businessman. She is very wealthy and would not care about such a small amount of money.

"Master Ouyang said that he met her because of official business at Xingzifang, and they helped each other, so they were considered friends. However, he was not a high-ranking official, and she was able to help him to this extent, lending him the courtyard and personally picking him up. How normal could this 'friend' be?

"Merchants are all profit-driven, and there must be profits to be made, so it's either rent-seeking for power or some other exchange.

"With these two people, one is young and handsome, and the other is a mature and beautiful woman, it is hard not to have a passionate relationship. Can there really be pure friendship? If that is the case, it would be great."

Fang Shengnan suddenly realized something, and wrinkled her nose in deep thought:
"That's right, sister, you are a very careful observer, although I still don't believe that Master Ouyang would do such a thing...

"Master Ouyang is gentle, righteous and cheerful. He doesn't look like a greasy-faced, glib-talking, gigolo. But... but it's possible that he's just a gigolo. After all, he owns the young lady and our courtyard, and he even helps take the young lady out shopping... Mainly because Master Ouyang is too handsome, so he's bound to attract a lot of attention. Young ladies and ladies alike like him..."

The more Fang Shengnan spoke, the more she hesitated to speak, with a look of shock on her face, as if she was saying that your circle is really messy.

Fang Juxiu was well-informed and more receptive, so he said calmly:
"A woman like this, who deals with money all day and has a strong business taste, is most fascinated by young and handsome civil servants who have a scholarly air.

"I heard that there are a lot of such matches in the rich circles in Yangzhou and Jinling. It's not surprising. The lady is rich and powerful, and the young man is talented and handsome. They will always be attracted to each other.

"This Madam Pei came to Xingzifang to help fund the renovation of the government's old houses. Maybe she did it to contribute to Mr. Ouyang's political achievements."

Fang Shengnan still found it hard to accept. She took a deep breath and asked:

"Does the young lady know about Master Ouyang's matter?"

Fang raised his sleeves and waved his hands:
"Whether the young lady knows or not, let's not gossip about it in front of her."

Fang Shengnan's eyes were complicated:
"No wonder my sister has been so silent these days. It turns out that she sees everything but refuses to speak out..."

Fang raised his sleeves and shook his head:
“In fact, there are some other minor doubts that I am not sure about. I am still observing and pondering, but they are roughly the same.

"Too many, we need to ask more questions, but why should we expose others' shortcomings? Although Mr. Ouyang has a good temper, he is inevitably a person with a strong sense of self-esteem, otherwise he would not be so willing to eat for free...

"Besides, my lady, he and I have such a good relationship, and we are so sweet every day. His true feelings do not seem fake, and he has no ill will or false feelings towards me. That's enough. We can't control more. There are not so many perfect, perfect relationships in this world. They are all patched up and made to get by."

Fang Shengnan let out a long breath, glanced at a happy and busy figure in the kitchen, rubbed her cheek and said:
"That's true. Besides, a man can have three wives and four concubines. Seeing how immersed the young lady is in it, even if she knew, she wouldn't say anything. She might even think that it's okay for a man to be a little romantic and that he can just settle down later on..."

"The lady has such a good temper, so good that it makes us feel distressed. She is so kind even to outsiders like us. She is the future Yuanjun, and she even cooks for us... Young Master Ouyang, just let him eat it, and we will pretend that nothing happened."

Fang Juxiu's expression suddenly turned serious:
"No, it's not like nothing happened. This matter is actually very serious, so we can't get involved."

"Serious? Please explain clearly, sister."

"Do you remember the letter that the young master asked us to send back last time?"

"Yeah, remember, we sent him to Chengtian Temple and were almost caught by patrolling soldiers. Luckily, you reacted quickly, sister..."

Fang Juxiu's expression was somewhat difficult to describe:

"The young lady asked me to prepare the paper and ink for the letter and to help proofread it. I glanced at a few words of the content... The young lady actually... actually introduced Master Ouyang to the eldest and second ladies."

"What do you mean? Introductions?"

"Just take it back openly."

"This……"

"In her letter, the young lady praised Master Ouyang a lot, saying that her mind and body had inexplicably recovered, her cultivation had also improved, and she was about to break through. Everything depended on Master Ouyang... I didn't dare to read the rest of it. I don't know why the young lady said that, but she was praising Master Ouyang anyway. I can guess that the young lady wanted Master Ouyang to gain more points in the hearts of the first and second female monarchs."

Fang Shengnan clenched her fist and pounded her palm:
"I was wondering why the young master suddenly came to us."

Fang Juxiu's face was calm, and he sighed for who knows how many times today:
"Hey, this is where the problem lies. The man that my young lady has introduced and praised so earnestly will definitely be taken seriously by Jianze, especially the Second Lady.

"It's very difficult to hide what Master Ouyang did, the Second Lady will see through him clearly...

"Yunmeng Jianze cares most about face. The young lady is the first heir of Yuanjun. A young lady from an ordinary family may tolerate her lover's affairs, but if it happens to the young lady's lover, it will definitely not be allowed.

"Shengnan, do you still think that what happened to Master Ouyang is a trivial matter that can be ignored?"

Fang Shengnan fell silent.

At this time.

"Long Ling——"

The familiar sound of jade crisping came from the kitchen.

The Fang sisters all shut their mouths. Zhao Qingxiu held a basket in both hands, groped her way out of the kitchen and came to the yard.

She handed the basket to the two sisters.

"Ahh." The blindfolded girl's face was filled with joy.

There were some washed loquats in the basket, which Ouyang Rong had just picked from his residence in Huaiye Lane.

Fang Shengnan and Fang Juxiu each took one to taste.

"Thank you, my Lord."

Zhao Qingxiu dipped his fingers in water and wrote stroke by stroke on the table:

【Any reply?】

Fang Shengnan shook her head: "How can it be so fast? The investigation has been strict recently, and the information channel from the seniors is a bit slow."

Fang Juxiu looked at Zhao Qingxiu's little face and saw a look of hope.

She lowered her eyes and suddenly said comfortingly:
"Don't worry, my lady. You can spend the next few days with Master Ouyang."

"Uh-huh."

Zhao Qingxiu smiled sweetly.

Fang Shengnan heard the hidden meaning in her sister's words and couldn't help but glance at the young lady who had a cautious and expectant expression on her face.

Suddenly I felt a little sad.

At some point, she felt that being a Yunmeng Yue girl was not so good after all, as if she had to shoulder a heavy responsibility all the time.

If you fight with an evil dragon for too long, your body will turn into an evil dragon.

If you stare into Meng Yuan's eyes for too long, Meng Yuan will stare back at you.

The words on the bronze Yunmeng Order flashed through his mind.

After a moment, Fang Shengnan shook her head and got rid of this inexplicable thought.

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