Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 253 Underground Love

In the blink of an eye, it was February and the weather had become warmer. The official road from the capital to Sichuan had seen several times more people coming and going. There were swordsmen traveling across the world, as well as caravans carrying silk, porcelain and other goods.

The former sword champion Yangshe Congyun offended Weiming Hou and was stripped of his martial arts champion plaque by the court. This is already a grudge, and now Weiming Hou is rushing to Shu to challenge Yangshe Congyun. He wants to take back the martial arts champion plaque with his own strength and the rules of the martial arts world. The ins and outs, right and wrong, are known to everyone in the martial arts world. This is a rare scene in the martial arts world... and it is naturally convenient for doing business.

In the Central Plains, a vast river runs straight from the capital to the southwest. Countless ships sail along the river, breaking through the waves. The sun shines down from the sky, landing on the waves of the lake, and the golden light jumps along the waves broken by the ships to the rivers on both sides.

There was a woman sitting on the side of the boat, wearing a light green dress, her ink-black long hair simply tied up with silver ornaments, the sunlight gently gathered on the silver ornaments, reflecting the faint light that hung down like a tulle, spreading over the woman's plump chest, a pure white belt outlined her waist, which could be held in one hand, slender and moving, her plump legs under the green skirt were neatly closed, revealing a pair of lovely embroidered shoes, she raised her hands lightly, with a flute in her red lips.

call--

The melodious flute sound mixed with the sound of breaking waves and blended into the wind, adding a sense of narrative charm to the conversation behind the woman.

"If we go down the river, how long will it take to reach Chang'an? As the saying goes, it takes only one day to return from Jiangling, a thousand miles away. Even if this speed is just an exaggeration, we should be able to reach it in three days, right?"

"Chang'an is more than 2,000 miles away from the capital. Our boat is light and doesn't carry much. We can travel a hundred miles in an hour... But there is not a single river from the capital to Chang'an. We have to change boats along the way, and we also have to consider the weather and wind direction... It will take about five days."

"Staying on the boat for so long? That's boring."

"Just meditate and regulate your breathing, and a few days will pass... You too, you are a dignified marquis, and you are still afraid of being bored? When will you be able to be more stable?"

"Just be steady when you're doing things."

There are no computers or mobile phones in this world. When I travel on horseback, I can at least enjoy the scenery along the way. Now, when I sit on a boat, the scenery on both sides remains the same no matter how it changes. There is nothing I can do except practicing martial arts.

The last time he went to Changshan, Su Qingqi and Shen Xiangge were with him. He was either whispering with Miss Su, eating some rouge, touching Tuan'er, or arguing with Miss Shen. But now... he was accompanied by his master, the Empress Dowager, and the adorable little mute princess. Although they all had their own charm, Zhao Wumian didn't dare to offend any of them.

In the past, Zhao Wumian would have headed for Chengdu alone, but now he needs to go to the Tang family to find an antidote for his master, and he also needs to bring the Queen Mother with him...

The empress dowager's status is too important, and behind her is a civil service group headed by the Shen family. She cannot tolerate any mistakes, so she brought a lot of people with her when she left Beijing this time, including the left and right secretaries of the Shen family, several masters of the palace, and several chief detectives of the Detective Department headed by Ji Jianming, who disguised themselves as ordinary Cao Gang members to do business in Shu.

Each of them is a master. Even though Zhao Wumian is now fighting against people who are at one with nature or martial arts masters, in fact, the master is the pinnacle that ordinary people in the martial arts world can reach. Even among the three sects and six schools, the master is the backbone.

Therefore, with regard to the combat power on the ship, as long as Zhao Wumian can defeat Yangshe Congyun, both the high-end combat power and the backbone can be compared with Qing Liantian. The only difference is the number of middle and low-level disciples.

Dali rose to prominence in the south of the Yangtze River and relied on its navy. It had good shipbuilding technology and could sail very fast. Shu was located in the southwest of Dali and had to pass through Qin along the way. It could take this waterway to Chang'an first and then change to a horse-drawn carriage, which would be faster.

There are still three poisons in Mu Lier's body. Unlike the one brewed by Ming Ye, when the poison is not taking effect, there will be dull pain in every part of her body, so there is no time to delay.

As for Luo Xiangzhu, she has the Crimson Pearl Jade in her body. After years, she can sense the energy of the other nine bells. She needs to find the Zhan Yan hairpin when she goes to Shu this time, so she must bring it with her... and the little mute can't trust his master.

The eldest brother of Dao Kui, Yangshe Yin, also wanted to celebrate his birthday. He was the one who escorted Zhan Yanzan back to Shu. And there was also Mr. Qin San, who was Dao Kui's father-in-law and seemed to have sold out Song Yun in the past.

Dao Kui's wife was once saved by Jiuli people, so Dao Kui still cooperates with Jiuli, and he is looking for Jiuli Gu...

Damn, when I think about it carefully, although Zhao Wumian has never met Dao Kui, he is basically involved with Dao Kui's entire family. There are really a lot of things to do in this trip to Shu.

While he was thinking, the melodious piano music beside his ears suddenly trembled. It turned out that the ship encountered a storm. The Empress Dowager, who was sitting on the side of the boat playing the flute, lost her balance and fell backwards with a scream.

"ah--"

However, behind the Queen Mother were Zhao Wumian and Mu Lier who were talking, so when Zhao Wumian took a few steps forward, the Queen Mother's little head hit his chest. He raised his hands to support her shoulders and waist to prevent her from falling on the deck.

Although the Queen Mother fell down, she did not look too panicked. She looked up at Zhao Wumian from bottom to top and smiled slightly, "My Lord, you are really graceful. If you could protect Xiangge a few more times like this, she would have been fascinated by you a long time ago."

"Miss Shen is not here, so I'd better protect the Queen Mother."

"Does your words mean that you want me to fall in love with you too?" The Queen Mother held the flute in one hand and covered her red lips with the other, pretending to be surprised, "You want to get both your aunt and your nephew?"

Zhao Wumian helped the Queen Mother back to her original position with an expressionless face. Why did the Queen Mother always like to ask him such incestuous questions? He was not the kind of person who did not follow etiquette and laws. At most, he would bully his master...

The empress dowager sat down and smoothed the corner of her clothes, but the silver ornaments on her hair were pressing against Zhao Wumian's chest, making her hair messy. She simply raised her hand and gently pulled the silver ornaments. Her inky long hair was immediately blown by the river breeze, bringing with it a pleasant fragrance that brushed Zhao Wumian's face, making him feel itchy.

Zhao Wumian took a step back silently.

The empress dowager pressed her hair with her small hands, turned her head and smiled at Zhao Wumian, her smile graceful and slightly charming.

It was intentional. Even with the Queen Mother's martial arts skills, she would not have lost her balance and fallen... Obviously, she was bored and wanted to tease Zhao Wumian.

Mu Lier suddenly stepped forward, pulled the Queen Mother's cheek with her little hand, and said expressionlessly: "Sister, don't tease my apprentice casually. If you really want to be lonely, go by yourself."

"Wuwu...Mu Lier! You, you are so bold! I am the Empress Dowager of the current dynasty!"

"The Empress Dowager of the current dynasty and I grew up together. I still remember when you were ten years old, you took me to steal a vulgar book and read it by lamplight at night..."

"Oh?" Although the Queen Mother's face was pulled and her dark history was exposed, which obviously 'undermined her dignity', she was not afraid at all. She smiled and said, "It was me who stole the book, but it was you who held the book and read it for three days afterwards."

Mu Lier's rank was obviously much lower than that of the Queen Mother. She blushed immediately after hearing this, "You stuffed that into my arms in the middle of the night!"

"Hmm? Then there was when you were seven years old..."

The two sisters were exposing each other's dirty laundry. Zhao Wumian felt that if he continued to listen, he would be silenced, so he interrupted them directly, "Empress Dowager, is it time to apply the medicine?"

Lan's strength is extraordinary. Although Zhao Wumian had practiced dual cultivation with Su Qingqi for a night, his injuries have not yet fully recovered. The Queen Mother is the one with the best Chinese medicine skills among the entourage, so the changing of dressings and healing are currently handled by the Queen Mother.

Upon hearing this, the Queen Mother stopped arguing with Mu Lier. She raised her hand and slapped away Mu Lier's hand that was pinching her face. She jumped off the side of the boat lightly, entered the cabin with Zhao Wumian, and took out a small medicine box.

Zhao Wumian sat on the chair, rolled up his sleeves and untied the white cloth.

His arm was directly dug by Lan, leaving five deep wounds that could be seen to the bone, and his tendons were injured. If it were an ordinary person in the martial arts world, he would have to recuperate for at least a month. However, with Zhao Wumian's identity, he certainly had no shortage of elixirs. After entering the realm of heaven, his recovery ability was not like that of ordinary people. It was estimated that he would be almost recovered by the time he arrived in Chang'an.

The Queen Mother held a small medicine box and placed it on the table, her hands gently stroking her green skirt. Her clothes were close to her hips, and the curves of her waist and hips were exaggerated enough to drive any man in the world crazy. Even Zhao Wumian couldn't help but take a second look, but the identity of the Queen Mother was indeed different from that of the Master.

Bullying the master is a private matter between Zhao Wumian and Mu Lier.

But if he bullies the Queen Mother, Luo Chaoyan and Shen Xiangge will have to join forces to kill him.

There were rumors about you being a pervert, but we didn't believe them. But you suddenly climbed onto the Empress Dowager's bed and defiled the harem?

Therefore, Zhao Wumian followed etiquette and did not look at him any further. He looked away and saw the empress dowager put a handkerchief on Zhao Wumian's wrist and took his pulse. He could feel the warmth of the empress dowager's fingertips through the silky satin.

Fortunately, although the Queen Mother liked to tease Zhao Wumian, she was still quite conservative. She even took his pulse through a handkerchief... This was also the reason why Zhao Wumian did not bully the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother had no idea of ​​sex with him, she just treated him as a junior and teased him... But maybe there was a little bit of it? After all, Zhao Wumian didn't seem to have seen the Queen Mother teasing others.

Given his relationship with Luo Chaoyan and Shen Xiangge, as well as their shared experience of breaking into the palace at night, he was probably considered somewhat special in the Empress Dowager's heart.

While Zhao Wumian was thinking, the Queen Mother had already put away her hands, opened the medicine bottle, and suddenly asked, "How long has the Marquis known Li'er?"

Zhao Wumian came back to his senses and cleared away the distracting thoughts in his mind. "It's been two months... When we first met, she misunderstood that I had an affair with the princess. Now thinking back on the past, I find it interesting."

The Queen Mother nodded calmly and sprinkled some medicine powder on Zhao Wumian's wound. She no longer had the playful expression she had just had. Instead, she looked expressionless, dignified and serious. She said calmly:

"I discussed your marriage with Li'er before, and she was a little excited. Now that I think about it carefully, I suddenly feel that something seems to be wrong...Does the Marquis know what I mean?"

Zhao Wumian looked at the empress dowager with a little surprise, thinking that the empress dowager was indeed not as frivolous as she appeared to be. Whether she was asking him to choose Xiao Yuanmu or Luo Chaoyan, or at this moment, she showed an extraordinary keen insight.

As expected, she was born in the palace.

He nodded slightly, "What did the master say at that time?"

"Everything is based on your and Xiangge's ideas. There is nothing wrong with this statement, but her mood and attitude are not right, so..." The Queen Mother paused and was silent for a few seconds. After sprinkling the powder, she silently closed the medicine bottle and then said:

"I will not hide it anymore. She has never been interested in sex for so many years, but she is not stone-hearted. When she was a child, she accompanied me to read obscene books with great interest. The reason why she disdains sex is that she has never met someone who can make her heart beat. Now, I think that person may be you, Zhao Wumian."

"Why do you think so?" Zhao Wumian asked without panicking.

"Like or dislike, moved or not, the feeling of dealing with people is completely different. Moreover, I grew up with her, and no one in the world knows her better than me." The Queen Mother bandaged Zhao Wumian with a clean white cloth. Her technique was gentle, but her tone was calm. "If I hadn't noticed something was wrong, I wouldn't have said such words to the Marquis."

"The Queen Mother wants me to remember the name of master and disciple and not do anything wrong?"

Of course the Queen Mother should give Zhao Wumian a warning. After all, in this world, people respect their teachers and honor their elders. This is the truth in the martial arts world, officialdom, and the market. Even in the unruly Benwo Hall, not many masters and apprentices do that. What's more, Mu Lier comes from an aristocratic family and a famous sect. If anything bad happens about her, it will harm the Mu family and the Sword Sect behind her.

Mu Lier may not care about her own reputation, but she cannot ignore the Mu Family and the Sword Sect.

But when the Queen Mother heard this, she was silent for a long time, then she sighed lightly, but changed the subject, and said in a slightly confused tone:
"Logically, I should say this... But I have lived in the palace for ten years and know what it feels like to be without freedom. Although I have never experienced the pain of love between a man and a woman, and have never been attracted to a man, I know that many people are trapped in their lives by worldly ethics. I'm afraid that feeling is not much different from mine in the past ten years. Therefore, I am at a loss and don't know how to tell you."

Zhao Wumian was slightly startled, and looked at her. For the first time, he took this distinguished person in the palace seriously. "The Queen Mother felt that if Master really had feelings for me, he should be open and get out of the secular world. However, the ethics between master and apprentice are a link that cannot be avoided. No matter what, this taboo should not be violated. So you are at a loss?"

"My Lord, Ming Zhao." The Queen Mother closed the small medicine box and sighed again.

But Zhao Wumian smiled and asked, "If the Queen Mother meets a man she likes one day in the future, but dares not express her love due to her status... does the Queen Mother hope to hesitate for the rest of her life, or does she hope that the man can enter the palace and take the Queen Mother away?"

The Queen Mother blinked and thought seriously, "The latter... It doesn't make sense for a girl to take the initiative in this matter."

So Zhao Wumian patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Queen Mother. If Master is really interested in me, I will definitely take the initiative..."

Before she finished speaking, the Queen Mother realized that Zhao Wumian had played her in circles. Her almond-shaped eyes showed some annoyance, and she pinched Zhao Wumian's shoulder with her small hand, "What nonsense are you talking about!? That's your master! I'm just guessing, it's not like Li'er really likes you. I'm telling you these words now just to remind you. Li'er may just have a little feeling for you now, and it's not time for her to make a decision yet, so you should be more careful and avoid doing things that cross the line between master and disciple. If I know that you intend to let Li'er fall deeper and deeper, I will definitely not let you off."

The Queen Mother made a harsh remark, and then gently patted the place where Zhao Wumian had been pinched, "Does it hurt?"

It was like a cat that accidentally bit its owner. Zhao Wumian began to think that the Queen Mother was cute.

"pain."

"Who told you to say that to irritate me?" The Queen Mother snorted coldly, holding a small medicine box and coming to the bed. She leaned over and stuffed the medicine box into the interlayer. Her plump buttocks were tilted back, and because she was wearing spring clothes, she easily pulled a faint seam in the collar...

Zhao Wumian silently shifted his gaze away and watched the Queen Mother get up and leave.

"Don't tell Li'er about this, or she will start to have wild thoughts. I think she probably only has a little feeling for you, and as long as she restrains herself, that little feeling will soon pass... Did you hear what I said, Marquis Weiming?"

Zhao Wumian came back to his senses from the crack and raised his hand to thank her, "I know... Thank you Queen Mother for healing me."

"We are family and should not have different opinions. In my opinion, it is only a matter of time before you and Xiangge get together. It won't be too much for you to call me aunt." The Empress Dowager waved her hand slightly.

"I can be Yang Guo, but the Queen Mother can never be that Little Dragon Girl."

"Huh? What Yang Guo and Xiao Long Nu?"

"…It's just a little story I read before."

"Really? Then the voyage is boring. When you have free time, you must tell me some stories to cheer me up." The Queen Mother turned around and gave Zhao Wumian a gentle smile, then pushed the door and left.

The room was quiet, but the faint fragrance of the Queen Mother still lingered.

Zhao Wumian sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the dragon-patterned green jade pendant, and carefully sensed the Red Thread of Naraku… He lost his memory because he used the Red Thread of Naraku’s retracement method.

Now I don't dare to use it recklessly, so my proficiency can't improve. But if nothing unexpected happens, I can only recover my memory after I have mastered the usage of Naraku Red Silk.

The essence of Naraku Red Thread is related to time. Acceleration is one of its uses, and backtracking is another use. But even if there is no acceleration or backtracking, can time not be reflected?
Time is time at twice the speed, and time is time at once the speed. Even if you don't use Naraku Hongsi, traces of time will still be left on your body.

Zhao Wumian silently looked at the clean gauze on his arm. At present, the best manifestation of time for Zhao Wumian was the gradual healing of his injuries.

After a moment, Zhao Wumian closed his eyes and sensed silently.

If time is regarded as a kind of energy, then the 'one times speed' at this moment must cover the world around him, but this is too mysterious. Even if ordinary people have this concept, they cannot perceive anything. But the Nine Bells that can affect time are on his body. Zhao Wumian puts his mind into it whenever he has time, and feels it carefully. In the long run, he may not be able to perceive something as mysterious as time, but there is always some hope.

I don't know how long it took, the sun rose and the moon set, the stars shone brightly, and bright yellow lights lit up around the ship, but the ship did not stop for a moment and sailed forward in the night.

crunch————

The door was pushed open again, and Mu Lier, wearing a white dress and carrying hot meals, walked in.

Zhao Wumian opened his eyes and suddenly realized that it was already night.

"In seclusion and training?"

"It's just nine bells of enlightenment."

"How is your injury?" Mu Lier put the food on the table and walked over to take Zhao Wumian's pulse.

Along with a familiar fragrance, the wrist felt the warm touch of Mu Lier's fingertips.

Mu Lier is not like the empress dowager. She doesn't know how to take a pulse or spread a handkerchief.

"It's just a superficial wound." Zhao Wumian sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost midnight... Xiangzhu came to look for you at dinner time, but seeing that you were practicing with your eyes closed, I didn't wake you up..." Mu Lier said in a low voice, a little embarrassed:

"I have also learned the Bei Ming Divine Art. Xiao Yuanmu claimed that after learning this art, he would be immune to all poisons. I was skeptical at the time, thinking that even Xiao Xitian did not have the internal art of being immune to all poisons. Now that I have understood it, it is indeed true.

When practicing this skill, the nature of the Qi in the body changes completely, and it becomes like a sea that can absorb all rivers, with both yin and yang, and can absorb the power of others. As a result, the internal Qi in the body becomes powerful, and one is immune to all poisons... In fact, it is just relying on the strong internal Qi to suppress the poison."

Mu Lier was definitely not willing to kiss her disciple to remove the poison, so she learned the Beiming Divine Art, but now it is useless, so she still has to rely on Zhao Wumian to absorb it... and the three poisons in her body are more serious. The poison used to attack every three days, but now it has become every two days, but the poison still attacks at midnight, so it will be tonight...

"You eat first. I'll meditate for a while..." Mu Li'er was at a distance from Zhao Wumian, her buttocks pressed on the edge of the bed, and she was a little afraid to look at Zhao Wumian.

"Get rid of the poison as soon as possible, so that Master won't have to suffer so much when the poison takes effect later." Zhao Wumian sat closer to Mu Lier.

Mu Lier frowned, "Master, am I not someone who is afraid of pain? How can I remove the poison right now?"

Zhao Wumian picked up the small bowl and ate the rice. His stomach was rumbling with hunger. Of course he would not "force himself on his master" after hearing this. He just said, "The Queen Mother seems to have noticed something..."

Mu Lier was slightly stunned, and then thought about it for a while, her expression was like she was caught having an affair with her lover, she thought seriously about a way, and after a moment she said seriously:
"She must not know about this, otherwise she will probably drive me back to Yanyun and we won't see each other for a few years."

Zhao Wumian nodded. Due to his status, he could only hide it from the empress dowager.

Mu Lier had always been worried about the ethics between master and disciple, and was a little afraid to be intimate with her disciple, so she came at a precise time. So within a moment after she finished speaking, she couldn't help but twist her waist, frowned slightly, and her expression revealed a bit of pain.

Zhao Wumian put down the bowl, raised his hand to hold the mature and beautiful master's slender waist, and gently lifted her chin with the other hand.

Mu Lier's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she wanted to resist, but in the end she just glanced at Zhao Wumian, then slowly closed her eyes, and her moist and soft lips moved forward imperceptibly.

boo——

Zhao Wumian knocked on the door skillfully and tasted his master's lips and tongue.

Mu Lier's body stiffened for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. She already had a faint sense of cooperation.

It's not about helping to remove the poison, it's about helping to be kissed by Zhao Wumian...

This is also good for the disciple. These poisons are nutrients for strengthening his muscles and bones. I heard that this is the predecessor of the 'Xiayun Gu' which is no less powerful than the 'Jiuli Gu'... The disciple is almost dying because of his congenital poisonous body. It would be great if this half of the 'Xiayun Gu' in his body could help him.

Mu Lier silently comforted herself in her heart that this was not incest between master and disciple, but master and disciple saving each other's lives.

If she doesn't kiss him, Mu Lier might die, and Zhao Wumian won't have an easy life either.

As a master, how could I let my apprentice lose his life for something as trivial as ethics and etiquette? When walking in the world, you should not be too particular about trivial matters.

And...it's actually quite comfortable.

Zhao Wumian held Mu Lier's slender waist with his hands, slowly climbing up until he got into her clothes and pinched her...

Snapped--

Mu Lier closed her eyes and kissed him, then slapped Zhao Wumian's hand away.

On the other hand, at the Chang'an Port, ships were docked and even at night, dock workers were walking around with bare arms unloading cargo.

Chang'an is the largest city in Qin, so its port is always busy, with cargo arriving all the time. Logically, Chang'an should be under the jurisdiction of the King of Qin...but the King of Qin is the late emperor, Luo Chaoyan's father, so the highest official in this area is the prefect.

As for Guixuangu, the largest sect in Qin, its headquarters is not in Chang'an, but in Xianyang.

The remnants of Dong Yan, the white-robed scholar, went against the crowd and got off the boat silently. He set out a few days earlier than Zhao Wumian. He had left Beijing on the night when Chen Shuhan volunteered to die, so he arrived in Chang'an ahead of time.

One reason was to avoid the limelight. Chen Shuhan's connection involved too many people, and if he continued to stay in the capital, he would definitely be uprooted by the court.

Secondly, he would go to Shu and find a way to kill Zhao Wumian once and for all.

Chen Shuhan is a man of the world, he abides by rules, morality, and has a clear mind, but he is not.

Behind the white-robed scholar were several Dongyan masters, but their martial arts were not even as good as Chen Shuhan's, so they were naturally no match for Zhao Wumian.

Leaving Chang'an Wharf, there were more than a dozen Jianghu people wearing martial arts uniforms and leading horses on the street. When they saw the white-robed scholar, they handed over the reins and bowed slightly, "Master Shi."

The white-robed scholar is named Shi Shoujin. His duties are different from those of Chen Shuhan, the Red Flower Stick. He is the middleman used by the prince to contact Dong Yan's scattered forces in various parts of the world.

Luo Shuzhi had been the crown prince for nearly twenty years, and had been quietly accumulating strength. He had people in many places, some of whom were secret agents. Chen Shuhan was unaware of them, but Shi Shoujin knew them all.

As the saying goes, a centipede is still alive even after death. Although Luo Shuzhi's plan was too hasty and risky, after nearly 20 years of development, Dong Yan has indeed developed into a behemoth hidden in the dark world of martial arts.

"What did Dao Kui say?" Shi Shoujin jumped on his horse and asked calmly.

"Knife Master knew that Zhao Wumian was coming to challenge him, so he just said 'I accept' and stayed in Qingcheng Mountain. He never came down the mountain. It was obvious that he wanted to wait for Zhao Wumian to come. I'm afraid he will be difficult to use." The Jianghu guest next to him responded.

Shi Shoujin gently squeezed the horse's belly and rode southwest. "If the sword master can't come, there are plenty of people who can. Third Master Qin has a lot of dirty information, but it's all in our Dongyan's hands. Before that, Zhao Wumian should get off the ship in Chang'an as expected... He has a thousand-mile horse, and he must be faster than me to get to Shu... Find a way to delay him in Chang'an for a while, at least let me make some arrangements in Shu first."

"As ordered."

(End of this chapter)