Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 218 Miss Shen's First Kiss
A little earlier.

Shen Xiangge returned to Yang Mansion, changed into the attire of Lady Canghua, and went back to Taiping Wharf to search carefully... But the situation was different now. There were not many people in the palace and the harem, so Luo Shuzhi's presence was extremely conspicuous. However, the wharf had been alarmed by Turga, and the guards were patrolling back and forth, so densely packed that no trace of Turga could be found.

She thought that Turga would take this opportunity to sneak into the grain ship and either sneak into the granary at Ningwu Pass, or kidnap Jiang Ruifeng and other court officials, or blow up the ship...but none of these happened.

He returned empty-handed and in a bad mood. The next moment he saw Zhao Wumian who had somehow come to Yang's residence and was now sitting alone at the wooden table in the corridor.

Her heart skipped a beat. Why was he here? She wasn't at home. Would he notice anything wrong?

While I was worried, I saw Zhao Wumian waving at a maid, asking about herself, and then they started talking and laughing...

Shen Xiangge felt a surge of anger in his heart. I was braving the heavy rain to look for clues about Turga, and you were molesting the maid at the door of my room?

She had a blank expression on her face and quietly went back to the house to change clothes.

"Miss Shen hasn't come back yet?" Zhao Wumian took a sip of tea and looked at the maid.

After he left Tiantong Tower, he came to Yang's house to find Shen Xiangge... Mainly because the person who was chasing Gu Wenhe seemed to be "Meng Po". With such a master who could connect the bridge between heaven and earth by his side, Zhao Wumian felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he wanted to contact Lady Canghua through Shen Xiangge.

The people at Yang's house said that Shen Xiangge went out to do some business... Zhao Wumian didn't think that Shen Xiangge, this homely girl, had anything to do in such heavy rain, so he guessed that she went to the branch office at Canghua Tower.

The little maid looked at Zhao Wumian's profile, then lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Young lady is doing things, and it is not appropriate for me to ask about it. How about you wait a little longer and have lunch?"

Zhao Wumian had been waiting for an incense stick of time. He was worried that Shen Xiangge had been punished in Canghua Tower, but he didn't know the location of the branch of Canghua Tower.

Hearing this, he tilted his head to look at the little maid, his eyebrows raised frivolously, "Do you know my identity?"

The little maid was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Didn't the Marquis use a badge to enter the Yang Mansion? And the Marquis caught a Central Plains thief at Taiping Wharf, we all know that."

This maidservant wasn't really afraid of Zhao Wumian and her attitude was quite friendly and lively.

"You are well-informed."

"It's not small, but it's not big either... Hey, Lord, don't the Central Plains thieves have a lot of good stuff on them? I often read Jianghu picture books, and there's a plot in them where you catch a thief and find his lair in no time, and there's gold, silver, jewels, and secret manuals of magical skills, all innumerable."

Zhao Wumian chuckled. Of course, he would not tell the little maid everything, so he asked, "Are you still looking at those things?"

"I'm just killing time when I'm bored. There's nothing fun to do in the mansion..." As she said this, the little maid sneezed and coughed a few times.

"sick?"

"You caught a cold after being caught in the rain." The maid took a look at Zhao Wumian's raincoat and said, "It's raining so hard outside, your clothes must be wet. Will I go get you a clean one?"

Zhao Wumian pulled his collar and nodded slightly, not refusing. The maid bowed to Zhao Wumian and left in a hurry. After a while, she took out a clean blue shirt, folded it and placed it in front of the wooden table. Then she stretched out her little hand to help Zhao Wumian take off his raincoat, and then pulled his belt.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand and grasped the maid's wrist through his sleeve, "I can do it myself."

Then Shen Xiangge's voice came, "Oh? Lord Marquis, you are not used to being served by maids? You should also learn to adapt to the life of a prince."

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look. Shen Xiangge was wearing an elegant light blue palace dress with her hair tied up and hanging in front of her shoulders. She was dressed elegantly and had a mature and beautiful temperament that was completely different from Miss Su... Shen Xiangge was always playing around with him, and Zhao Wumian almost forgot that she was already a 25-year-old woman.

I always feel like she is a girlfriend of the same age as me.

The maid's face changed slightly, and she quickly retracted her hand and stepped back a few steps. Then she saw Shen Xiangge approaching. She raised her hand and picked up the green shirt from the wooden table, "I'll serve you, is that ok?"

Zhao Wumian opened his arms and enjoyed Miss Shen's service.

She raised her hand to unfasten Zhao Wumian's belt and took off his slightly wet coat. Then she touched Zhao Wumian's inner clothes to make sure they were not wet, and then she took a few steps forward to put on his coat...but this action was a bit rough, and she almost pulled it off when taking off Zhao Wumian's belt.

Shen Xiangge was slightly shorter than him, and now that they were closer, a few strands of hair on her forehead were blown by the wind and fell on the tip of her nose, making her feel itchy... Although Shen Xiangge's actions were rough, Zhao Wumian's heart was also itchy and he wanted to kiss her forehead.

Zhao Wumian was an honest man, so he asked, "Miss Shen, can I kiss you?"

Shen Xiangge lowered her eyebrows and changed his clothes seriously. She didn't even look at Zhao Wumian's face. When she heard this, her face was expressionless. "I am no longer at the age of being reserved and shy. You can only fool the little maid with this trick."

"But I really want to kiss you."

Shen Xiangge tightened the collar of Zhao Wumian's robe with his small hands to make sure it fit him well. Then he took a step back, turned his head, and walked back to his room. His voice was flat, "Go to hell."

The little maid was staring at the two of them with a bit of suspicion in her eyes. Seeing Zhao Wumian following, she also trotted to follow, but saw Zhao Wumian turned back and waved at her, "Go and do your own thing."

The little maid stood where she was, and waited for Zhao Wumian and Shen Xiangge to enter the room before she stamped her feet lightly. Then she looked at her wrist that Zhao Wumian had just held. After a few seconds' pause, she rolled up her sleeves, stretched her arm out to the corridor, let it get wet in the rain, and rubbed it.

Even though there was clothes between us just now, she still seemed to be quite disgusted.

Shen Xiangge's room was clean and tidy, spotless. Zhao Wumian took a look and heard Shen Xiangge say, "Don't look, there is no bellyband on the bed. If the Marquis wants to see it, I will take it off."

"Really?"

Shen Xiangge picked up the tinder and lit the candle. Then he walked slowly to the table, picked up the teacup, and pretended to smash it.

Zhao Wumian pretended to hide and sat down at the table. "Did you go to the Canghua Tower branch?"

"Hmm..." Seeing Zhao Wumian helping him find an excuse, Shen Xiangge naturally admitted it, sat down beside him, and poured himself a glass of water, "Why did you find the Shen Mansion?"

"Have you heard of Meng Po from the Western Region Holy Religion? She came to Changshan."

Shen Xiangge was slightly stunned, "Why is that old woman here?"

Zhao Wumian took out the fragment of dragon robe from his arms, "It seems that she came here for this... No matter what, she is an enemy, not a friend. Is Lady Canghua nearby? Can she come over to help?"

Shen Xiangge took the dragon robe fragment and looked at it for a few more times, but couldn't see anything, so he retracted his gaze and pondered for a while, "Meng Po is a martial arts master. If she came to Changshan, she would kill people indiscriminately. It is indeed better to let the queen come..."

"How much do you know about Meng Po?"

"I...My queen had dealt with her before, and there was some grudge. I heard some of it in the building."

Zhao Wumian became interested, "Does the old chicken woman have a grudge against Meng Po?"

Shen Xiangge's eyes instantly turned cold, and he thought that he was angry at Meng Po, and said:
"I learned the art of disguise from Cang Hua Tower. The art is called 'Light and Shadow' and was learned by the previous owner of Cang Hua Tower. But it was stolen by that woman Meng Po. This is the foundation of our sect, so the queen is furious."

"The two of them fought?"

"Before the Queen communicated with the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, she had some interactions with her..." Shen Xiangge paused for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't know the details."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, and got to know Meng Po a little better. He then said, "So, can Lady Canghua come over to help? If not, I can try to fight her."

Shen Xiangge pondered for a while, then glanced at Zhao Wumian, his eyes revealing a bit of amusement and laughter, "Although the Queen and you are allies, there is no personal relationship. Why should she help you contain Meng Po? The Marquis doesn't think that our Canghua Tower is a charity organization?"

"You Canghua Tower? Whose side is Miss Shen on?"

"That's the truth. If there's no benefit, Her Majesty won't come to help." Shen Xiangge took a sip of water from the cup and breathed a sigh of relief.

She went to the dock to look for Turga for a long time, and when she came back she hurriedly changed her clothes, which made her very tired.

Zhao Wumian looked at Shen Xiangge's lips, which were small, delicate, pink and tender. After drinking a sip of water, his lips looked even more moist and attractive.

"In short." Shen Xiangge put the cup of water on the table and smiled at Zhao Wumian.
"The queen should be able to get in touch, but you have to come up with conditions, otherwise she will definitely not come...Have you thought about what to pay? But you don't have any treasures except the Nine Bells, and you definitely won't give it to me.
Well, I'll give you a suggestion. Just think of it as a favor to the queen. You can't refuse any request she makes in the future. Also, be respectful to her and don't call her a nosy woman all the time. Look at your attitude when you ask for help..."

Shen Xiangge talked eloquently, and the candlelight in the room cast light on her delicate face, making Zhao Wumian so beautiful that he felt as if he was dreaming.

But before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian said, "No need, I have a plan."

"Hmm?" Shen Xiangge looked at her curiously.

"Hasn't Empress Canghua always wanted to know what happened between me and her disciples? Aren't we still acting for her?" Zhao Wumian's attitude was very serious. His voice was inevitably a little deeper, which made it more magnetic. Just listening to his voice was enough to make countless women outside fall in love with him.

Shen Xiangge blinked, with a bad feeling in his heart, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Wumian supported the wooden table with both hands, leaned out his upper body, and moved a little closer to Shen Xiangge. Shen Xiangge seemed to see his own shadow in his eyes.

Aggression.

The room seemed to suddenly become dark, and the candles seemed to have stopped burning.

Zhao Wumian wants to kiss me! ? Why! ? Oh, yes, I have always wanted him to have an affair with one of my disciples. If he kisses me, isn’t that the equivalent of signing a letter of allegiance to me! ?

With the pledge of allegiance, are you still afraid that I won’t come to help him contain Meng Po? ?

The logic is indeed correct.

But I am Lady Canghua!
He kissed me to prove his loyalty to me! ? Is there anything funnier than this in the underworld?
At the beginning, I didn't want to have anything to do with him. How could I ignore my own innocence for the sake of the sect?

Is there any man in this world who is worthy of her?

How did it turn out like this?

How could I, a martial arts master and a demon sect witch, be so unclear and simply give my first kiss! ?

impossible!
Shen Xiangge's pride would not allow her to obey Zhao Wumian so easily.

But although she was so resistant in her heart, Shen Xiangge's body couldn't move for some reason. She vaguely remembered that it was raining heavily that night just like it was now. The disguise skill that she was proud of was of no use in front of Zhao Wumian. He recognized her through her appearance at a glance.

She remembered that Zhao Wumian once said to be honest and sincere to her.

She also recalled the days when she was running around as Empress Canghua, but Empress Canghua was her "work" and Shen Xiangge was herself.

Zhao Wumian had no favorable impression on Lady Canghua and only had a preference for Shen Xiangge.

In just a few seconds, Shen Xiangge thought a lot, and these thoughts were like a rushing sea of ​​flowers that drowned her and made her unable to move.

But when Zhao Wumian's face was less than an inch away from Shen Xiangge, Zhao Wumian suddenly stopped.

Inhale—exhale—the two faces were almost touching, and the warm air exhaled from each other caressing each other's faces.

Plop, plop————

The heartbeat was also very loud, and the nerves in the arms, face, forehead, etc. seemed to be beating with the heartbeat.

A trace of confusion appeared in Shen Xiangge's eyes. Why did he stop?
But Zhao Wumian lowered his voice and asked, "I want to kiss you, Miss Shen, not to show my loyalty, but just to kiss you, do you understand? I'm afraid you'll misunderstand me, afraid you'll think I have no choice, afraid you'll think I'm taking advantage of you, afraid you'll think I'm playing dirty tricks."

As the words came out, the sea of ​​flowers that had submerged Shen Xiangge was instantly dispersed. She regained her composure and calmed down, realizing that she had really been tricked by Zhao Wumian and had become so confused by his ambiguous gesture.

This is not her, not the style of Lady Canghua. What a proud woman she is!
She would absolutely, absolutely not give up her innocence for the sake of the sect.

Therefore, Shen Xiangge smiled coldly, "Go to hell..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian suddenly moved forward, and the distance between their faces, which was less than an inch to begin with, was instantly shortened to zero distance.

Zhao Wumian gently raised his hand, stroked Shen Xiangge's slender shoulders and graceful neck, touched her fair and attractive face, and held her warm and moist lips that uttered cold words.

Shen Xiangge trembled all over, her body tensed instantly, her cold words were blocked, and only the astonishment and confusion hidden deep in her eyes remained.

Zhao Wumian gently stroked Shen Xiangge's beautiful face, sucking her lips tenderly yet somewhat aggressively. The numbing sensation like an electric shock spread from the tip of Shen Xiangge's tongue throughout her body, making her unable to move again.

Maybe it was a few seconds, or maybe it was a few minutes. Shen Xiangge didn't know how long it had been. His long and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thoughts returned to his brain.

Was I kissed by Zhao Wumian?
I, Lady Canghua, the owner of Canghua Tower, the martial arts master who builds the bridge between heaven and earth, and the alluring woman with great power in the martial arts world.

Realizing this, Shen Xiangge's confused eyes instantly turned cold.

Outside the boudoir, the little maid was squatting on the edge of the corridor washing her arms, when she heard a crisp "crack" behind her, and a figure smashed the wooden door of the boudoir. It was like an afterimage that suddenly passed by the little maid and then rolled into the sea of ​​flowers in the courtyard.

Snap, Snap————

The raindrops poured down and hit the eaves, making a continuous crisp sound. Flowers of various colors were knocked down by Zhao Wumian. The petals should have danced in the air, but were knocked to the ground by the raindrops in mid-air.

The little maid was surprised and quickly pulled up her sleeves. Then she looked at the weather and did not step out of the corridor to get wet. Instead, she stood up and stood on tiptoe to try to see farther.

Zhao Wumian opened her eyes and saw the little maid looking down at her curiously and blankly. Zhao Wumian smiled and apologized to her, "I am sorry to have scared you. I don't know who is taking care of the flowers behind me. Anyway, I am sorry for destroying the fruits of others' labor."

The little maid waved her hands but had no intention of pulling Zhao Wumian up. She just said, "My Lord, your clothes are wet again. You changed them in vain..."

"It's okay, just a set of clothes." Zhao Wumian climbed out of the flower field. At this moment, his mood was inversely proportional to the heavy rain outside.

He felt that no matter what happened today, it would not make him feel depressed... unless Miss Su was sad because he kissed Shen Xiangge.

"My lord, what's wrong with you? Did you make the young lady angry?" the little maid asked curiously.

Zhao Wumian jumped into the corridor easily, patted the dirt and petals on his body, then leaned over and picked a beautiful red flower from the flower field. He put his hand holding the flower behind his back, pretending to give a gift, and walked past the little maid and said:
"Nothing, I just wanted to thank Meng Po."

"Ah?" The little maid's face suddenly became extremely strange.

In the boudoir.

Shen Xiangge sat at the table, her chest heaving with anger. At this moment, there was a faint tingling sensation between her lips, and her pretty face was extremely hot.

If an ordinary man kissed her, let alone kissing her, even if he just touched her hand, Shen Xiangge would kill him without mercy. But if the other party was Zhao Wumian... If he was not Wei Ming Hou, if he had no relationship with Luo Chaoyan, if he had no use to the sect, would he still be so kind to him?
Shen Xiangge's eyes gradually became complicated... He felt confused and couldn't even explain it.

There were footsteps behind him. Shen Xiangge silently turned around and looked at Zhao Wumian. Her pretty face was expressionless, but even though she was angry, full of rage and coldness, it made people realize that this woman was so beautiful.

Zhao Wumian handed over a red flower dripping with raindrops, "I picked it from the flower field."

Shen Xiangge glanced at the red flower. Although she was angry, she did not slap the flower away. Instead, she raised her hand silently to take it, and then pinched the flower with both hands and let it hang on her thigh. Her every move was like that of a noble lady posing for a portrait.

She said coldly: "Don't think that just because you are Marquis Weiming, I dare not do anything to you."

"Are you willing to kill me?"

Shen Xiangge raised his hand slightly and glanced at Zhao Wumian. It seemed that internal energy surged into his palm, and the red flower instantly broke into pieces, with petals falling all over the sky.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive." Zhao Wumian apologized immediately.

Shen Xiangge looked at Zhao Wumian, "You often told me that what you hate most is to manipulate other people's fate at will, that's why you hate the queen, you hate that she treats us as objects and uses us at will, then what's the difference between what you are doing now and the queen?"

"Didn't I just say it? I don't want to pay my loyalty, I just want to kiss you."

Shen Xiangge was stunned for a moment, it seemed to be true.

She wanted to continue to be angry at Zhao Wumian, but when she remembered what Zhao Wumian said, 'I want to kiss you, Miss Shen, not to prove my loyalty, but just to kiss you', she inexplicably calmed down a little.

Zhao Wumian did not use external forces or excuses to take advantage of her. He just used external forces to express his love for her.

Pure love, as he once said, is to be honest and sincere to each other.

What about her? Does she have feelings for Zhao Wumian?

She couldn't say for sure, but at this moment, she was definitely not mentally prepared to be so close to Zhao Wumian... Holding hands with Zhao Wumian that night was already the limit in her heart.

Shen Xiangge's tone softened, but he snorted coldly, "Wait until you kneel on Miss Su's washboard."

"Ms. Su would never do this to me."

"Then kneel on His Majesty's golden washboard."

Zhao Wumian was silent. Although Luo Chaoyan was gentle, she was not only narrow-minded but also very serious about other things... When they returned to the capital, Luo Chaoyan might really get furious.

Although the future is dark, Zhao Wumian smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I kneel for a few days and nights. I stole the Naraku Red Silk and was hunted down by others, but I survived... I woke up in Qinfeng Village and was involved in the national capital's affairs, but I also survived... I have lived to this day and kissed Miss Shen, it's great."

Shen Xiangge seemed to be so angry that he laughed, "How can a dignified Marquis Weiming indulge in women? Look at your ambition."

"What do you think is the happiest thing that has happened in my life so far, Miss Shen?"

Shen Xiangge glanced at Zhao Wumian and said, "Kill Luo Shuzhi to relieve the hatred in my heart."

"No."

"Having sex with your Miss Su."

"No."

Shen Xiangge sat up straighter, retracted his gaze from Zhao Wumian's face, and looked at the teacup on the wooden table, "Did you just kiss me?"

"No, it was when I ran away from the capital with Su Qingqi. We were hiding in a cave we dug in Qinfeng Village, eating roast chicken and looking at the stars at the entrance of the cave. Miss Su told me that she was also a girl with flesh and blood, and she liked to hear me say sweet words to her...

Until that night, I felt that Miss Su and I truly accepted each other and truly opened our hearts to each other. That was the happiest moment of my life."

Shen Xiangge turned around and left, "Go find your Miss Su."

Zhao Wumian shouted at her: "I said this just to tell you that I don't care about fame, wealth, or being the best in the martial arts world... I am willing to indulge in women! I am like this to Miss Su, and I am also like this to you."

Shen Xiangge stepped out of the hole in the wooden door, looked back at Zhao Wumian, was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "Look at what you have accomplished."

Zhao Wumian walked up to her and asked again: "Let me ask you again, what do you think I am thinking about right now?"

Shen Xiangge looked at him coldly.

Zhao Wumian stopped teasing her and said honestly, "I'm thinking about my parents."

Shen Xiangge was slightly stunned, "Does it mean to restore your memory?"

"No...it's because this way I can bring you and Miss Su to them together."

Shen Xiangge walked into the corridor without looking back, stepping on the ground with her embroidered shoes, as if she was exerting force, "You don't have to mention your Miss Su every three sentences you speak to me!"

"What are you going to do?"

"Aren't you looking for someone to help you?" Shen Xiangge glanced at him coldly, "I have figured it out. If you become the emperor, you won't be a tyrant or a weak ruler... You are only fit to be a lewd emperor."

It's hard to say when Mengpo and Turga will appear, so it's better to call Queen Canghua over as soon as possible... We really can't waste time.

Zhao Wumian asked Shen Xiangge his last question of the day, "Can I kiss you again before I leave?"

boom--

Shen Xiangge lifted the hem of her skirt with both hands, and then with a rather neat and beautiful posture, she swung her kick and kicked Zhao Wumian back into the sea of ​​flowers.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to remove the petals in front of his face, looked at the dark clouds and heavy rain in the sky, and said to himself:

"Ms. Shen and Miss Su are completely different. Miss Su is a chivalrous woman, but she is reserved and gentle in emotional scenes. Miss Shen seems coquettish and bold, but in fact she is sensitive and rough."

"My Lord, what are you mumbling about?" The little maid stood at the edge of the corridor and looked at him again. "You've pissed off the young lady."

Zhao Wumian stood up from the flower field and tilted his head to look, but there was no trace of Shen Xiangge.
The little maid asked, "Do you want me to find you some clean clothes to wear? Or should I just get you a bucket of hot water so you can take a bath?"

"Forget it, Miss Shen has left, there is no need to stay here any longer." Zhao Wumian waved gently to the little maid, then used his lightness skills to directly jump over the wall and leave in style.

Looking at Zhao Wumian's departing back, the maid's lively and youthful face instantly became expressionless. She stomped her feet hard, then turned and left.

Early the next morning, the housekeeper of the Yang Mansion would find a maid in the woodshed who had been stripped of her outer clothes, tied up, and unconscious.

(End of this chapter)