Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 318: Yun is currently committing a crime (8000 words plus more)
Rustle, rustle————————

It was raining heavily outside the room, and the water droplets hit the window paper, drawing one winding line after another.

Luo Chaoyan had just bit Zhao Wumian's lips when she lost consciousness within a few seconds. She fainted and fell down, almost falling on Zhao Wumian's back.

There were many silver needles inserted in Zhao Wumian's back for acupuncture therapy. In order to avoid hurting Luo Chaoyan, he quickly rolled over on the soft couch. The silver needles immediately twisted and pricked Zhao Wumian, making him grimace.

He didn't care about these details. He raised his hand to help Luo Chaoyan lie down on the couch, then casually pushed away the silver needles behind him. The bloodstains on his back were like raindrops on window paper.

Zhao Wumian didn't care. Although he was surprised, he didn't slow down at all. He turned over and found the detoxification pill that Zi Yi had given him in his clothes.

This was tailor-made by Zi Yi according to the toxicity of his blood, and one pill is enough to detoxify.

Zhao Wumian came quickly to the bed with the pill in his hand, only to see Luo Chaoyan's brows tightly furrowed, her rosy pink lips extremely pale, her breath barely ebbing, but her heartbeat extremely fast. Even if Zhao Wumian wasn't close to her, he could hear it, like the beating of a drum, as if it would jump out in a moment...it's only been a few seconds?

Zhao Wumian felt so familiar with this, this was the precursor to sudden death... He died from working overtime in his previous life.

Zhao Wumian had not panicked when he robbed horses in Taiyuan, was not panicked when he was chased by Wudamu, and was not panicked when he was plotted against by Luo Shuzhi. But at this moment, he began to panic in his heart, and his heart was pounding. An extremely burning heat spread from his heart to his whole body in the blink of an eye, and the nerves near his temples began to beat.

At this moment, he deeply realized why Zi Yi kept saying that he was a poisonous person at the moment.

Zhao Wumian didn't have time to think about it and quickly stuffed the pill into her lips, fearing that if he was a second slower, Luo Chaoyan would be poisoned to death by him. After all, Luo Chaoyan didn't know any martial arts... Oh, that's not right, Zi Yi seemed to have mentioned before that he wanted Luo Chaoyan to learn some internal skills?

But it doesn't matter, there is still basically no resistance to poison.

At this moment, Luo Chaoyan fainted, and she couldn't swallow the detoxification pill even if it was stuffed into her mouth. Normally, Zhao Wumian had to pass it to her mouth-to-mouth, but at this moment he kissed her because he was afraid that the emperor would not die fast enough.

He placed his fingers on Luo Chaoyan's fair neck, and used the few strands of internal energy that he had finally recovered to slowly help her swallow... This was also a use of the Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon Technique, but it required a more meticulous control of internal energy. However, since Zhao Wumian knew this kind of sword, this would definitely not be a problem.

After Luo Chaoyan swallowed the detoxification pill, the extremely rapid heartbeat slowly subsided. Zhao Wumian was afraid that his heartbeat would stop soon, so he put his ear against Luo Chaoyan's chest. The touch was extremely soft, but he was unaware of it.

Plop——plop——

The heartbeat was not as rapid as before and was slowly returning to normal levels.

Zhao Wumian's nerves were still tense, his heart in his throat. He used the sword to carefully sense that Luo Chaoyan's internal organs had been damaged to varying degrees in just a few seconds. This showed how powerful the toxicity of Zhao Wumian's blood was.

As the power of the detoxifying pill spread to her limbs and bones, the blood poison gradually stopped destroying Luo Chaoyan's body, but she still suffered extremely serious internal injuries... but at least the poison was detoxified.

Zhao Wumian used the sword to carefully sense Luo Chaoyan's physical condition. At this moment, his heartbeat was even faster than Luo Chaoyan's.

He had been through life and death so many times, and had even died once, so he took life and death lightly. However, there had never been a girl around him who walked the tightrope between life and death like Luo Chaoyan, and it was even his fault.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian suddenly felt a small hand gently touching the back of his head, and then patting it softly. He felt a slight tremor in Luo Chaoyan's chest as she spoke, and a weak voice came from his ear, with a bit of amusement:

"Look how scared you are..."

Zhao Wumian raised his face silently. Luo Chaoyan was lying on the couch with her back facing up, looking down at him with a smile on her face.

Zhao Wumian seemed to have lost all his strength. He collapsed on the ground, leaning against the edge of the bed and taking a few breaths.

"No, I was almost scared to death. You know, ever since I left the capital, I have been feeling the red thread of Naraku whenever I can. Not long ago, I used the red thread of Naraku to help Tang Weiyu's wife go back to her teenage years in Emei... I was ready to go back to your time just now."

"Forget it, I don't want to be that little kid like Xiao Yuanmu, and I don't want to forget you."

After going through life and death, although Luo Chaoyan's voice was weak, her tone was very cheerful at the moment... For a girl of her age, there was nothing that would make her happier than seeing her lover's panic just now.

She even felt that it wasn't bad to be poisoned by Zhao Wumian once in a while... After all, he was the man she loved, so she accepted both the good and the bad.

However, she was still keenly aware of the information in Zhao Wumian's words and asked, "So, it seems that you are very proficient in Naraku Red Silk now."

"No one in this world can use Naraku Red Silk better than me." Zhao Wumian relaxed, glanced at Luo Chaoyan, and said with a smile: "The day I completely master it, that will be the day when we will be forever young and immortal."

"Immortality." Luo Chaoyan's face and lips were still pale, like a lady who had just given birth. She didn't even have the strength to move her fingers. She looked up at the ceiling, muttering to herself. After a few seconds, she smiled and said, "Will I have to quarrel with Xiao Yuanmu every day? Which side will you stand on then?"

"If she bullies you, I will stand on your side. If you bully her, I will stand on her side."

Luo Chaoyan's small hand that was on the back of Zhao Wumian's head slowly moved down, and as if she had no strength left, she pinched his face.

"Fence-sitter~ But what I mean is, since you are so good at using Naraku Red Silk, I'm afraid your memory will recover soon, right? By then, you will care more about Taixuan Palace and Xiao Yuanmu...right?"

"Oh, who knows when I can recover my memory? I won't force it anymore. Just let it go. Let's find the Sheath of Retreat and the Boshan Furnace of Error Gold first. And what if I can recover my memory? I'm still me. I will take care of your and Xiao Yuanmu's problems. Don't worry."

Zhao Wumian stood up, raised his hand and touched Luo Chaoyan's forehead. He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "It's very hot. You have a high fever... Wait for me to ask someone to take my token to the palace to get the Qingying Jade Cloth. With it, your internal injuries will heal quickly."

Luo Chaoyan did feel groggy now, but she still shook her head after hearing this, "No, I don't need that thing."

"Why? You also want to learn from Luo Shuzhi? You don't want to use the Nine Bells?"

"No." Luo Chaoyan lay on the bed, smiled innocently and naively at Zhao Wumian, and said in a coquettish tone, "I'm not going to do that."
"My uncle is missing, Chief Constable Su went to help him. There are no martial arts masters in the capital, and you are the only one left... I am injured like this now, don't you think that Marquis Weiming should take on the responsibility of protecting me personally?"

Zhao Wumian laughed dumbly, "After becoming the emperor, you have learned these little tricks?"

"This is the method that King Yan used in the past. With the previous experience as a lesson, why shouldn't I use it? Otherwise, will I wait for you to visit Zeng Lengyue's brothel every night?"

As the two chatted, Zhao Wumian took back his hand from Luo Chaoyan's forehead and felt his palm was wet with Luo Chaoyan's sweat. But upon closer inspection, he saw that there was some black in the sweat...

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned, leaned closer to smell it, frowned, and licked it again.

Luo Chaoyan's eyes widened, her fair face instantly turned red, she mustered up some strength and stood up suddenly, holding Zhao Wumian's arm with both hands to stop him from licking, "What are you doing!? You, you like feet, I, don't care, but why, why are you licking my, that thing? It's so dirty!"

"This is not sweat." Zhao Wumian tasted it and knew the ingredients. "This is the poison expelled by the detoxification pill..."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian glanced at Luo Chaoyan's delicate body again, focusing on the pair of slender legs wrapped in white silk. His expression suddenly became complicated, and he hesitated and whispered:
"Your Majesty is a doctor, so he must know more than me. Some places can also be poisoned, so it is best to take a bath quickly, otherwise if Your Majesty is poisoned again, I am afraid..."

Luo Chaoyan was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and then she realized what Zhao Wumian meant. Her face became even redder and her beautiful eyes widened.

As Zhao Wumian said, the human body can be poisoned in more places than just the mouth...

Luo Chaoyan had heard from Zi Yi before that some people in Benwo Hall would use the beauty trap to assassinate certain women with good martial arts skills.

She bit her lower lip lightly, loosened her hand that was holding Zhao Wumian's arm, turned her face to the side, and lay on the couch, "I... don't have the strength..."

Zhao Wumian lowered his eyes and looked over. Luo Chaoyan turned away, revealing only her side face. Her fair skin was now red. She was sweating a lot, and her clothes were sticking tightly to her skin.

Although she was wearing thick clothes and couldn't see anything, it was so tight that it still highlighted her figure to the fullest. She was slender and had perfect curves, and her expression seemed to be ready for you to pick her...

Zhao Wumian's heart started beating again, but this time he wasn't panicking.

He stood up silently, opened the window and looked outside the room. This place was specially arranged for him by Guan Yunshu, knowing that he liked quietness and there were no "neighbors". But at this moment, he did not see Guan Yunshu and Mu Lier, and he did not know when they would be back.

Zhao Wumian closed the doors and windows and looked back at Luo Chaoyan.

Luo Chaoyan didn't look at him, but just turned her back silently, facing him. However, because of sweating, her dress was even caught between her legs and a large group of "curling white smoke", outlining a thin line that made Zhao Wumian dumbfounded.

Luo Chaoyan was unaware, but she whispered, "Go and boil some water, or I'll be poisoned again... You can't go to the temple and call some nuns over at this time, I can't trust them... Wei Ming Hou, you come and wash, I can issue an order..."

The more she spoke, the lower Luo Chaoyan's voice became. It was unclear whether it was because she was too weak or too shy.

Zhao Wumian quietly left the house to boil water.

Crash---

Luo Chaoyan lay on the couch on her side, pursing her lips tightly. Outside the room came the sound of water being poured, followed by the crackling sound of a fire. After an unknown amount of time, there was a "click" sound, and the door was pushed open, followed by the "splashing" sound of water pouring.

Swish swish————

He paddled his hand in the water twice to test the water temperature.

After all this was done, Zhao Wumian's voice came from behind, "Your Majesty, the water is ready..."

"Blindfold your eyes... Anyway, with your martial arts skills, you can wash even if you don't see..." Luo Chaoyan whispered.

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, not surprised. Luo Chaoyan was a virgin, how could she really let Zhao Wumian look at her body casually?

He took a piece of cloth and wrapped it around his face. Then, relying on his five senses, he walked to the bed, reached out his hand, accurately grabbed the belt of Luo Chaoyan's plain long skirt, and gently pulled it.

Luo Chaoyan then turned around to look at him, and seeing that there was indeed something covering his eyes, she relaxed a little and cooperated with Zhao Wumian to take off her clothes.

Thin and thin rubbing————

In the blink of an eye, all that was left on Luo Chaoyan was the adorable five-clawed golden dragon bellyband and the white silk tights she was wearing.

Normally, one should wear underwear under white silk stockings, but Luo Chaoyan obviously wore them as thin pants... According to the dressing habits of women in this world, no one would wear underwear under thin pants unless it was an accident. It was purely unnecessary.

Her private parts were exposed. Even though she knew Zhao Wumian couldn't see anything, Luo Chaoyan's heart beat faster and her fair skin even turned a little red.

But even though Zhao Wumian couldn't see it, his hand accurately pulled the bellyband tie behind Luo Chaoyan's back, causing her to ask, "Can't you really see it?"

"Your Majesty doesn't practice martial arts, so he can't understand the perception of warriors like us. As for me now, even if I am blind, I can still live a normal life."

Luo Chaoyan then nodded and slightly raised her upper body to make it easier to take off her clothes.

Zhao Wumian untied the bellyband's ties, carefully paying attention to his hands, trying not to touch Luo Chaoyan's skin and embarrass her. However, when he pulled the bellyband over, his palms could still feel the residual warmth of the fabric.

As the bellyband was pulled open, an increasingly strong hot air mixed with Luo Chaoyan's unique fragrance gushed out from this private garment and hit Zhao Wumian's face.

So fragrant...

It was impossible for Zhao Wumian not to be distracted, but he knew how conservative Luo Chaoyan was... If he really took off the blindfold, she would not be able to bear it.

If it were the empress dowager, she would probably let him see it openly, since it’s not like the empress dowager dislikes him anyway.

But Luo Chaoyan is not the queen mother after all.

But the white silk pantyhose is not a bellyband, so it is impossible for it not to touch Luo Chaoyan's skin.

Zhao Wumian inserted his fingertips into the white silk pantyhose, and the back of his fingers touched the skin on the side of Luo Chaoyan's lower abdomen, and his heart was immediately moved.

The skin on the side of her waist felt extremely smooth, but Luo Chaoyan was sweating a lot... She was so beautiful.

Zhao Wumian pinched the edge of the pantyhose and slowly pulled it down.

rustle----

In order to prevent anyone from being outside the house and to sharpen his perception, Zhao Wumian had been concentrating on manipulating the sword. As his pantyhose was pulled down, his subtle perception allowed him to hear some subtle sounds.

He suddenly paused.

Luo Chaoyan looked at him puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Wumian opened his mouth, but decided that he should not say anything else. It would only make things awkward. “…Nothing.”

He continued to pull down, and then felt a slight resistance... This was definitely not Luo Chaoyan pulling, but... because of sweating, the white silk was sticking to his body... very sticking to his body.

Luo Chaoyan felt something was wrong and felt embarrassed. She quietly spread her long legs a little.

Zhao Wumian used a little more strength, and the middle part of the white stockings was stretched very elastically. Then there was a slight "bang" sound, and Zhao Wumian was finally better, and the stretched part of the white stockings bounced back.

Luo Chaoyan felt even more embarrassed and closed his eyes pretending to be dead.

Zhao Wumian pretended not to hear anything, but after taking off her white silk stockings, she began to sweat a lot.

He put the pantyhose aside, and with an expressionless face like Liu Xiahui, he picked up Luo Chaoyan by the waist and slowly put her into the bathtub.

Crash---

The warm water splashed until it reached Luo Chaoyan's graceful neck, and they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Although Luo Chaoyan was already blushing with embarrassment, she still pretended to be relaxed at this moment, "My Lord, your heart is beating very fast."

"If my heart didn't beat fast, you would be angry."

Luo Chaoyan stopped talking and raised her hand to gently wipe her forearm. She wanted to take a shower herself, but she really didn't have the strength, so she had to look helpless and said, "Weiming Hou."

"kindness?"

"You, take the towel."

Zhao Wumian immediately understood what he meant. He moved a wooden stool over and sat next to the bathtub. He grabbed a towel, dipped into the water, and used the towel to wipe the remaining poison off Luo Chaoyan's body.

Crash---

The forearm slid gently on the water surface, and a slight sound was heard.

Luo Chaoyan concentrated and was on guard for a while, and found that Zhao Wumian had no intention of taking advantage of this opportunity. He only touched her with the towel... She gradually relaxed.

But Zhao Wumian's sword was so mysterious that Luo Chaoyan occasionally swayed in the water. With the help of the water's movement and the towel's wiping, Zhao Wumian had even copied all the curves of Luo Chaoyan's body in his mind...

In fact, it is no different from seeing with your eyes.

Zhao Wumian secretly thought that if Mu Lier knew that he used this sword to do such a thing, she would probably be angry.

The yellow light in the room was dim, and there was only the sound of water, which made it more ambiguous. Zhao Wumian realized that if he continued like this, he might not be able to hold on, so he started talking, but his voice was a little dry and hoarse, "Tong Congdao is in Beijing now. In order to capture him, I will not stay with the emperor forever. The emperor's internal injuries should be treated with Qingying Jade Cloth."

"Hmm." Luo Chaoyan closed her beautiful eyes slightly. She had already begun to enjoy Zhao Wumian's service to her. She did not say much on this topic, but instead asked: "Do you have any clues about Tong Congdao?"

Zhao Wumian shook his head, "I don't know."

Luo Chaoyan pondered for a moment. When it came to business, she didn't care much about the details of the intimacy between men and women. She said, "You have cooperated with Empress Canghua, and you only know that Tong Congdao has come to the capital... Maybe Empress Canghua is lying to you?"

Zhao Wumian thought about it, and in his heart he had already vaguely equated Lady Canghua with Shen Xiangge, so he didn't feel that he was deceived, and just said:

"I will be more prepared. With our strength, we are not afraid of direct fighting, but we are afraid of being ambushed. Our ability to find flaws is top-notch. Once we are ambushed, the outcome is basically determined. That's probably why Commander Xu was defeated."

Luo Chaoyan nodded, then remembered something, "Xiao Yuanmu from Taixuan Palace, Canghua Lady from Canghua Tower... The only missing three great witches in the martial arts world is Meng Po from the Western Regions. She also went to Longquan to capture you. Could it be that you two have some unclear relationship?"

Zhao Wumian recalled the incident in the forest that night, "She wanted to kill me right there and then."

"Really? Is it because the Western Region Saint Cult was the one who killed you?"

Zhao Wumian looked strange and changed the subject, "I guess so... By the way, Your Majesty is so skilled in medicine, please help me take a look at the Wu Hong Dan when you have time."

"That poisonous flower, you want to use it as an apricot forest, right? With that thing, it can indeed save many lives. Many times when we save people, they are killed by the pain..." Luo Chaoyan became more serious. This involved her expertise, so she asked seriously: "Do you have a finished product?"

"The Imperial Master gave me a bottle before he left. I drank it all. I didn't feel any addiction, but I am special after all." Zhao Wumian wiped Luo Chaoyan's body and continued:

"Send a message to Qingcheng Mountain tomorrow morning and ask Tang Xingwen to make some more and send them to the capital. Find death row prisoners to test it. If it really eliminates the addiction, the anesthetic can be put on the agenda. I will decide the price. Don't charge. I will pay for it all. I hope everyone can afford it..."

Luo Chaoyan found it funny. "You don't want money, but your subordinates can't help but make money from it... Don't worry, since Wei Minghou has such a heart for the common people, I will make the decision for you. Whoever dares to covet this money, I will kill him until no one dares to covet it."

"Why don't you change your Majesty's surname to Zhu, and change the reign title to 'Hongwu'." Zhao Wumian felt relieved after hearing Luo Chaoyan's words, and smiled immediately.

"What nonsense! If you want to change your name, it should be that you follow my surname, Luo." Luo Chaoyan rolled her eyes at Zhao Wumian.

"Oh? Your Majesty wants to recruit me to be the Queen?"

Luo Chaoyan was slightly startled. Although she knew Zhao Wumian was joking, she couldn't help but think about it seriously. In the end, she shook her head gently, "The war on the front line has not yet been settled, and it is inappropriate for me to stir up such a private matter in the rear."

Zhao Wumian paused, looking a little surprised, "Your Majesty, you don't object to the choice being me?"

Luo Chaoyan was stunned for a moment, and then stopped talking. She just relaxed her body silently, sank the lower half of her face into the water, and spit out bubbles.

Zhao Wumian knew about their relationship, but he still said such things on purpose. Wasn't it just to tease her?

Zhao Wumian thought it was cute, smiled, and said, "But I already have an idea about who should be the person to promote this medicine at the grassroots level."

"Hmm." Luo Chaoyan had a blank expression on her face. She knew who Zhao Wumian was talking about. "You really tried your best... Do you really want to help Canghualou become the state religion?"

"I was entrusted by someone."

"What if Guan Yunshu also wants Xiao Xitian to become the state religion?"

"Then I will be like His Majesty and Xiao Yuanmu, caught in the middle, in a dilemma... But fortunately, the nun doesn't take this kind of thing very seriously. As long as she doesn't have this idea, even if Xiao Xitian Dongwen and Dongxuan come to beg me, I won't agree."

Luo Chaoyan frowned, "You are a prince of the imperial court at least, how can you not understand the principle of appointing people based on their merits? The base of Xiaoxitian is much larger than that of Canghua Tower."

"Isn't it the same for His Majesty? He said he would rather disappoint the officials of the court than make me sad."

"It's not good to compare the bad." Luo Chaoyan's expression turned cold as she spoke, and she turned her head and glanced at Zhao Wumian, "Don't mention this matter anymore. Anyway, you did this for Madam Canghua. How could I help Marquis Weiming pursue a woman? It's really inexplicable."

Zhao Wumian blinked his eyes. He originally wanted to talk about Meng Po. In his plan, Meng Po, Canghua Niangniang, and Wuhonghua were originally one... but after thinking about it, he decided not to.

Besides, Luo Chaoyan would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood.

He sighed and said to himself, "With the productivity and social system being what it is, studying medicine cannot save China, but Dancing with Red Flowers can at least help those people get better at their injuries, and their lives will be relatively better..."

"What do productivity and social system mean?" Luo Chaoyan asked calmly, leaning against the edge of the bathtub with his eyes slightly closed.

Zhao Wumian couldn't help but put down the towel, and gently stroked Luo Chaoyan's delicate face with his palm, and whispered: "Don't worry, times are different, and you can't force it. As long as I live a good life, and you live a good life, and I and Xiao Yuanmu are in harmony, then I will be satisfied."

Luo Chaoyan opened her eyes and looked up at Zhao Wumian. Her beautiful eyes were slightly absent-minded. It was unknown what she was thinking. After a moment, she said, "Didn't you say you know a healing technique? Show me your skills."

"I don't have much internal energy now." Zhao Wumian shook his head.

"It has recovered a little after all." Luo Chaoyan managed to gather some strength, slowly raised a small hand, and pointed her finger at the small wound on Zhao Wumian's lip, "Such a small injury can always be healed, right?"

Zhao Wumian's eyes were covered with cloth, so he couldn't see Luo Chaoyan's expression clearly, but Luo Chaoyan's fingertips were pressed against his lips, which were moist and a little warm.

He mobilized his internal energy and used "Liu Wujing".

Luo Chaoyan narrowed her beautiful eyes and raised her head slightly.

Bo————

Luo Chaoyan leaned on the edge of the bathtub and leaned back, while Zhao Wumian sat outside the bathtub with his head down.

Zhao Wumian still held the towel in one hand, which was not under the water in the bathtub... and then he let go of the towel.

Crash---

The light sound of the forearm sliding across the water still existed, as if Zhao Wumian was still wiping Luo Chaoyan... but this time he was not using a towel.

Rather than copying it in his mind with the sword, it is more accurate to measure it with his hands... Later Zhao Wumian discovered that the curve was exactly the same as the one he copied in his mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but the yellow light in the house was dim, and Luo Chaoyan’s low whisper could be heard accompanied by splashing water.

"Zhao Wumian."

"kindness?"

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

"Do you really want a girl like me to say this? Even though I am the emperor, I am still a woman."

"... Want to get married someday?"

"Well... not only can it piss Xiao Yuanmu off to death, but it is also what I wish for."

"..." Zhao Wumian was in a dilemma, "Yuan Mu will never agree. If she finds out, she will definitely come and kill you on the spot."

"Are you afraid of her?"

"Yes, I like her."

Luo Chaoyan raised her eyebrows and bit down, but she was too weak now, so her bite felt like licking, otherwise she would get bitten and bleed and get poisoned.

"Then I don't care. You should find a way to deal with her as soon as possible... But I am the Son of Heaven. My heart is as broad as the East Sea, and I don't mind her being your concubine... After all, it was my grandfather who killed her ancestors, not her grandfather who killed my ancestors."

"Really?" Zhao Wumian's eyes lit up, "I also have Miss Su, Miss Shen, the Imperial Master, and the nun here..."

Zhao Wumian didn't dare to tell Luo Chaoyan about the Queen Mother and his master yet, otherwise Luo Chaoyan would bite off his tongue out of fear.

"Zhao Wumian!"

"..."

"Bad love affair!" Luo Chaoyan was so angry that her chest kept heaving.

No matter how good-tempered or gentle a woman is, which woman would not care if her lover has an affair with another woman?

But with Xiao Yuanmu standing between them, there was really no way they could get married.

Zhao Wumian was also worried about this matter. He had been worried for several months and had not come up with a good solution. However, he knew that if he dared to ask Xiao Yuanmu to let it go, Xiao Yuanmu would definitely turn around and leave.

She is the rebel and you are the Marquis of Weiming.

Therefore, to this day, Zhao Wumian has never said such words to Xiao Yuanmu even once.

And there's wine...

Zhao Wumian thought about it and decided to solve the problem at hand first. According to his speculation, he and Jiuer had been searching for the Jinboshan furnace for so many years, it was impossible that they would not get any results.

As long as we find the glass lamp and collect the four glass jades, we will definitely be able to find clues about Jiuer.

The Glazed Lamp is now either on Tong Congdao or Mo Jingxue... and these two are now plotting to escape from the world.

Mo Jingxue is with Governor Xu and Chief Constable Su, while Tong Congdao is in the capital...

Capture Tong Congdao first... Zhao Wumian's eyes were slightly cold. He and Tong Congdao had been competing secretly since the time of Qin Fengshan. After the prison break in Huanzhen Pavilion, Longquan had a brief exchange of one or two moves... This time he would never let him escape.

At this time, there was a sound of arguing outside the house.

"Humph! Even if you are the first to communicate with the bridge between heaven and earth, what can I do? I am trying to find a way."

"Your idea is to let your disciple be your love tribulation so that you can use it to break through? You Buddhists even think about breaking through so ridiculously."

"Of course I can choose not to do this... but there is no other way. Buddhists value compassion. Zhao Wumian is reluctant to leave me and almost kneels down to beg me. So I will follow his wishes... not for anything else, but for love."

"It's funny enough that a nun keeps talking about love and hate every day."

"Nuns are also human beings, they also have seven emotions and six desires, that's why there is the saying of 'eight sufferings'. We are not afraid of the eight sufferings, we are only afraid of not being able to see through them... I am still in the process of cultivation, it is normal that I can't see through the tribulation of love. It's better than you, a 26-year-old woman who has not experienced the tribulation of love yet!"

Guan Yunshu said with a hint of sneer on his face, "When I was ten years old, my martial arts skills were not as good as mine. Now I am twenty-six years old, my martial arts skills have caught up, but as a result, I have fallen behind in matters of sex..."

"I didn't experience it!? Did I fall?"

"What? Could it be that the well-known pure and innocent Little King of Hell has a man behind her back?"

"Haha." Mu Li'er was so angry that she laughed. "If I tell you, I'm afraid you, a nun, will cry and regret it."

"Whether you have a man or not is none of my business. Why am I crying? You are a martial arts master, but you were so angry with me that you lost your ability to distinguish?"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Mu Lier said "Okay" three times in a row, walked to the front of the house with extremely heavy steps, raised her hand and pushed the door open heavily.

Bangdang————

"Sleepless..."

The room was filled with mist, but Mu Lier suddenly stopped where she was, her voice choking.

Guan Yunshu looked at her doubtfully, walked forward, and then also stood there in a daze.

Zhao Wumian was only wearing pants, with his upper body naked. He was standing in front of the bed, hurriedly putting on his clothes. There was a woman's dress on the soft couch. He glanced sideways and saw a bathtub behind the screen. A figure was seen sitting in the bathtub...

Mu Lier and Guan Yunshu fell silent at the same time.

Zhao Wumian blinked his eyes. As soon as he heard the two women's voices, he realized something was wrong and hurried over to put on his clothes. But now he was too weak, and his hands and feet were definitely not as nimble as usual.

He smiled, "Lady, please listen to my explanation..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Lier suddenly raised her hand to interrupt Zhao Wumian's words, because she noticed that Guan Yunshu's clothes began to rise and fall, but his face was expressionless, and she said coldly:

"Zhao Wumian, you used the room that I prepared for you to bully women in our Buddhist temple?"

"It's a long story, so let me explain first..."

"No need to say more." Mu Li'er suddenly had an inexplicable smile on her face, "If you, a nun, really understood the calamity of love, you would definitely not feel anything about this situation... If you are angry now, it means you haven't understood it."

Guan Yunshu took a deep breath and looked at Mu Lier coldly, "What do you mean? I have said many times that I came to the capital to find out..."

"Nothing, I just want to help you and help the monk to figure it out."

As she spoke, Mu Lier suddenly stepped forward, and in a domineering manner, she hooked Zhao Wumian's chin with her finger and moved closer.

boo~
Guan Yunshu’s beautiful eyes suddenly widened and she was completely stunned where she stood.

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8400 words, so that’s an extra chapter.

Also, when I write romance scenes, I strive for daily interactions, delicacy, subtlety and atmosphere. Many girls’ psychological activities are written through actions and expressions.

But why do many people still criticize me for not being able to write romance scenes at all, and only relying on free love, flirting and physical contact to advance the relationship?

As for the emotional scenes, I have explained the word "subtle" over and over again many times...

I never thought that one day I would be criticized for writing bad romance scenes.

(End of this chapter)