Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 347 The Long Night
Shashasha~
In the middle of the night, a light rain fell quietly. It was just the kind of drizzle that could be seen everywhere in the south of the Yangtze River. Apart from making the village filled with a light mist, I'm afraid there wouldn't even be any puddles of water.

Tinglan Village was still hushed as the night rain fell. Apart from the occasional barking of dogs, there was no other sound and the lights in most houses were off.

But in a house facing the lake in the backyard of the winery, the dim light shining through the window paper looks like duckweed in the rain, vaguely visible in the mist.

Xiao Lengyue was sitting at the table and was not asleep. She was doing the accounts. This period was the busy time for the winery. Although all the affairs of the martial arts world had been entrusted to Xiao Yuanmu, it was heard that Lanzhuang's huge business still needed her to manage.

But as a strong woman who can manage her official and personal affairs in an orderly manner, she would not be so inefficient as to leave work piling up until late at night... If she procrastinates for a long time without making any progress, it can only be because she is absent-minded.

Sure enough, her slender jade fingers were pushing the abacus from time to time. Although her beautiful eyes were looking at the account book, her pupils were not focused.

Xiao Lengyue was not an indecisive person. If she had not made a decisive decision, she would have been caught and beheaded by Emperor Taizu Gao as early as the Hongtian Dynasty.

But the difficult problem before her still made her feel confused and at a loss as to what to do.

With the weight of blood feud on her shoulders, she never gave up the thought of revenge. To this end, she almost exhausted all her youth in the Jiangnan area. She practiced martial arts more diligently and was more cautious than anyone else. Only then could she secretly develop Taixuan Palace while building the bridge between heaven and earth.

But humans are not plants or trees. She is also a woman. She was young, too, and had her first love and the innocent age of youth... But although she had that beautiful age and youthful mentality, her life experience destined her to not have experiences that matched it.

Family and country are the most important, blood feud is the most important, there are martial arts to practice, children to raise, money to be a rebel, and to hide from the pursuit of Emperor Taizu Gao... It is impossible for her to leave even a little time for herself.

Asking Xiao Yuanmu to call her Master instead of Mother was just a sad remembrance of Xiao Lengyue's lost youth... As long as she was not a mother, she was not too old.

This idea is very naive, but people rely on naivety and stubbornness to survive.

Now that I've gotten through it, the burden on my shoulders can be lighter.

But Jiu'er's disappearance and the news that Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu almost died in the martial arts world continued to erode Fanli Fuchen's position in her heart.

She and Jiu'er are sentimental people. They raised Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu not for the purpose of revenge, but because when they found them in the martial arts world, the kids were alone and helpless, so how could they just ignore them?

Now that the children have grown up and have a deep affection for each other, and they have almost been separated many times, Xiao Lengyue gradually began to think, how can she let these two children bear so much just because of Fan Li Fu Chen?
If she had to use the rest of Zhao Wumian or Xiao Yuanmu's life to avenge her great hatred, Xiao Lengyue would be unworthy of being a mother.

That's why she said that if Zhao Wumian wanted to be with Luo Chaoyan, then let him be with her. She didn't want to interfere too much in Zhao Wumian's private affairs like a feudal, pedantic and foolish woman.

But the matter of the anti-Li Fuchen incident obviously couldn't be let go like this, otherwise what would Xiao Lengyue have been doing all these years? What would it mean that Xiao Yuanmu practiced martial arts until he almost died?
Although she said the plan of replacing one thing with another in a joking tone, she had to admit in her heart that this was the best strategy to live up to her children, her country, and to be both loyal and righteous.

She even wanted to use her Xiao family's child to take over the empire that her Luo family had fought so hard to build... There is no more satisfying way of revenge than this.

It makes me happy just thinking about it.

but……

Ugh.

Xiao Lengyue had a strange expression on her face, and even though she was an old hand at this, she couldn't help but rub her temples subconsciously.

In fact, if this matter were seen by other people, it would not be a big deal at all. If Luo Shuzhi were a woman and knew that there was such a way to avenge the theft of the country, she would have already taken the initiative to seduce Zhao Wumian by lying on his bed.

It's a pity that although Xiao Lengyue has had countless suitors over the years, she has never had any intimate relationship with any man. This is because she is still a typical Jiangnan woman at heart, and she also has the ambition of a martial arts master... In other words, she will only open her heart to someone she likes.

What external forces and objects, what parents' orders and matchmaker's words, just go away.

However, Li Fuchen is a heavy burden on their minds. If they miss this opportunity, will the Xiao family really have a chance to avenge themselves in the future?
What God does not take, is to be blamed.

Xiao Lengyue knew very well that many opportunities only come once, and once missed, there would be nothing left.

And even if we don't think about these matters of interest, just talking about her and Zhao Wumian... Wumian is a very good person. If Xiao Lengyue must have a baby no matter what, it is definitely better to have a baby with Wumian than with those ignorant men out there.

It might be a bit exaggerated to say that the good things should be kept within the family, but Xiao Lengyue definitely has no objection to Zhao Wumian...

But I am his aunt! ?

"Alas..." Xiao Lengyue sighed again. She was in no mood to settle the accounts. She casually pushed the abacus beads a few times, then stood up silently and paced back and forth in the room.

After pondering for a while, I still feel that Zhao Wumian hasn't even recovered his memory yet, and the matter between him and Luo Chaoyan is even more uncertain. Thinking so deeply about it is indeed a bit pretentious, like "making up sorrow for the sake of writing new words".

It would be better to focus on the present. If she and Zhao Wumian really need to have a baby in the future...

Xiao Lengyue pushed open the window, looked up at the sky, and prepared to chat with Zhao Wumian.

It's not that I'm coming here for free, but I mainly want to discipline him, and make him wait until Xiao Yuanmu recovers from his injuries no matter how impatient he is... and at the same time, I want to hint at him and test his views on having a baby.

If Zhao Wumian was open-minded about this, Xiao Lengyue would probably be angry in her heart and secretly curse him for having evil intentions and being so bold and lustful. I am your aunt.

But if Zhao Wumian is unwilling... then Xiao Lengyue will start to make things difficult for Fan Li Fuchen.

Oh, it's blocked at both ends. No matter who is caught in this situation, he will not be able to sleep.

Xiao Lengyue put her hands behind her back, her heart full of mixed emotions, and took advantage of the night to come to Zhao Wumian's door.

But when she knocked gently on the door, no one responded. After sensing for a moment, there was indeed no one there... Xiao Lengyue frowned slightly, cleared away the distracting thoughts in her mind, and looked towards Xiao Yuanmu's room.

She stood in the rain in silence for a few seconds, then quietly concealed her breath and came quietly to the outside of Xiao Yuanmu's house. She listened carefully and heard some movement. Zhao Wumian was indeed in the house.

Xiao Lengyue frowned even more tightly, wondering how he could sneak into Xiao Yuanmu's boudoir when she had just stopped watching Zhao Wumian for a while?
Are you a flower thief?
What kind of talk is this? Don't you know that Yuan Mu is still injured and not in good condition? How presumptuous.

Yuanmu is the same. It is understandable that men cannot control some things, but at this time, the girl has to take the initiative to refuse.

Xiao Lengyue always treats her two children equally and never favors one over the other.

But just as she was about to push the door open to catch them in adultery, she suddenly withdrew her hand, thinking that the two were no longer children, and if she interrupted them rashly, it would only embarrass them and cause them awkwardness.

It would be best if I 'accidentally' ran into Zhao Wumian when he was about to return to his room after the deed was done, and I could secretly give him a few words of criticism. That would be best.

It would neither embarrass Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu too much, nor would it appear that she, as a concubine, was negligent in disciplining their children.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lengyue continued to hide his breath and listened attentively.

The house was dark and unlit.

Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu obviously wouldn't be fully alert and vigilant about their surroundings at all times in their own home, and Xiao Lengyue was certainly not some small fry, so for a moment they didn't notice that Xiao Lengyue was eavesdropping outside the house.

The curtains had already been drawn, and Xiao Yuanmu's small embroidered shoes had been taken off and thrown casually under the bed, but there was no trace of two people on the couch.

Xiao Yuanmu was sitting naked on the table. Her snow-white and attractive body seemed to glow in the dim light, which was intoxicating.

Her beautiful eyes were a little blurry, she straightened her waist, and hugged Zhao Wumian's face tightly with both hands, as if she wanted to suffocate her childhood sweetheart in front of her.

But there was a faint sucking sound coming from inside the room, proving that Zhao Wumian was obviously enjoying it.

Xiao Yuanmu did not tease Zhao Wumian. He told him to come to find her in the middle of the night, so naturally he was just being intimate with his lover.

Zhao Wumian placed one hand on Xiao Yuanmu's plump thigh that was hanging at his waist and rubbed it gently.

The other hand points inward, pointing to the distant day.

At first glance, there was no movement in the house, but the hot atmosphere could not be dissipated.

I don’t know how long it took before I heard Zhao Wumian’s faint whispers.

"Growing up twice in one day, can your body handle it?"

"It's just barely enough. If it happens a third time, you will definitely vomit blood... Stop talking nonsense. I just made you happy today. It's your turn to serve me..."

Xiao Yuanmu raised his hand and held Zhao Wumian's hand, not letting him continue to give instructions on Yuan Du Ri. Instead, he glanced downward, signaling Zhao Wumian to move more quickly.

Zhao Wumian's breathing became a little rapid, and he felt that no matter how much he hugged Xiao Yuanmu, it was not enough.

Looking at her eyes, Zhao Wumian immediately understood what she meant.

He slowly half-knelt in front of the table and looked up.

The morning bells and evening drums blocked Xiao Yuanmu's face, so he couldn't see her expression clearly. He could only sense that Xiao Yuanmu's delicate body seemed to be much more tense.

The exaggerated curves made Zhao Wumian’s heart even hotter and his mouth dry.

He withdrew his gaze and looked ahead. In the distance at dusk, there was a line of peach blossoms in the sky.

Xiao Yuanmu's vision was blocked by himself, and he couldn't see Zhao Wumian's expression clearly, but he noticed that he seemed to be in a daze, so he raised his white and tender feet and stepped lightly on his shoulder.

Hurry up, don’t you know there’s not even time for a cup of tea?
Xiao Yuanmu's voice was filled with the majesty and sneer of a superior, "It's just a cup of tea. If you can't serve your sister well, when your sister becomes smaller, you will see what I will do... wuuuu..."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Zhao Wumian felt dry mouth and tongue, like a traveler who had lived in the Western Regions for a long time and was buried in the yellow sand for who knows how long, and was desperately looking for a desert oasis to quench his thirst.

Xiao Yuanmu's snow-white feet hanging on both sides of Zhao Wumian's shoulders suddenly bent up, and his hands clasped the edge of the table tightly, with such great force that there were even gaps on the edge of the table as thick as ten fingers.

Outside the house, Xiao Lengyue's beautiful eyes widened. She didn't expect these two people to play so wildly, but she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

It seems that Wumian did nothing wrong. He waited until Yuanmu grew up before getting intimate with him... That's good.

Knowing that she had wronged Zhao Wumian, Xiao Lengyue should have turned around and left to avoid ruining their good plans.

But when she listened carefully, the soft singing and indescribable subtle sounds in the room made her inexplicably unable to move.

She was in a trance and her legs felt inexplicably weak, but she refused to move an inch.

For some reason, she touched her lower abdomen, as if she was looking for a jade flute so that she could play a song "The Phoenix Seeks the Phoenix". However, this was just a daydream. Xiao Lengyue not only could not cook, but also could not paint or play the flute.

And she didn't think she should play any weird music, she just felt a little hot in her lower abdomen and her ears were also burning.

Xiao Lengyue had not been interested in eavesdropping in the past few years, perhaps because of this, she became more sensitive. After an unknown amount of time, the drizzle that lingered in Tinglan Village seemed to have stopped, and the noise in the house gradually died down, and instead some subtle whispers could be heard.

"You, which woman did you practice on?"

"Go to Zhuge, Diqihu has heard of it... Hey, hey, hey, why are you pinching me? Are you going to turn your back on me after you feel comfortable?"

"You've never done this to Luo Chaoyan?"

"Definitely not."

Zhao Wumian and Luo Chaoyan kissed and hugged each other a lot, but this was obviously too stimulating for the young Empress Dali.

There was a slight rustling sound coming from inside the house; it wasn't someone getting dressed, but rather someone wiping something.

"What about this table?"

"Just smash it and throw it away, and then say that you felt something and shattered it with a palm strike... Auntie must know about our relationship, so just don't let it out in the open."

"What about you?"

"what?"

"…Never mind, sit down and close your eyes."

"To be honest, I can't accept it..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Don't think I don't know how happy you are in your heart."

boom----

Zhao Wumian seemed to have been punched, or perhaps he was pinned down forcefully.

Xiao Lengyue stood outside the door, but heard a faint swallowing sound after the room was quiet for a short while.

A hint of annoyance appeared in the depths of her beautiful eyes. No! What are these two people doing! ?
How could Xiao Yuanmu do this in his current state! No, I still have to knock him down a few more times.

But the sound was obviously no different from that in Lin'an Villa, but it seemed that because the late night easily aroused the loneliness in the young woman's heart, and it seemed that because of the stimulation from Xiao Yuanmu before, Xiao Lengyue felt something was wrong the more she listened, and the more she listened, the weaker her legs felt. The anger in her heart gradually died out, and instead another round of anger arose.

She stood there in a daze, not knowing how long it had been before she suddenly realized something was wrong. She immediately used her lightness skills to escape and disappeared into the night.

crunch————

The door was pushed open shortly afterwards. Zhao Wumian was carrying the table, feeling refreshed, and was about to take it away to throw it away. Suddenly, his nose moved slightly, and his extraordinary five senses allowed him to smell a hint of fragrance outside the house that had not yet dissipated.

He paused where he was.

"What are you doing standing still?"

The sound of gargling could be faintly heard from inside the room, mixed with Xiao Yuanmu's questions.

"nothing……"

Zhao Wumian closed the door with a strange look in his eyes. He thought to himself that he was indeed too relaxed at home and not on guard. However, it was not appropriate to make this matter public. Since his aunt did not show up, he was just saying something to embarrass Xiao Lengyue on purpose.

Thinking of this, he pretended not to notice anything and soon disappeared carrying the table.

A figure flashed past Xiao Lengyue's boudoir, raised his hand to turn off the yellow light, took off his shoes and socks, and got on the couch.

Xiao Lengyue took off her outer clothes and only wore a bellyband and thin pants. She lay on the couch, tossing and turning. She couldn't sleep in the first place, and now that she had gone out, it was even more difficult for her to sleep.

Her plan to use the "chance encounter" as a pretext to warn Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu also failed.

In my current physical condition, I don't dare to see Zhao Wumian, for fear that he would notice something wrong...

The next day, there was a little mist lingering in the streets and alleys of Tinglan Village. The winery workers got up early, had breakfast, and started brewing wine in full swing.

The village is a little noisy, but it has a vibrant and lively atmosphere.

Inside the house, Zhao Wumian sat cross-legged on the couch, leaning against Naraku Hongsi, practicing the nameless spear technique over and over again to deepen his foundation.

Being intimate with Xiao Yuanmu and practicing martial arts are both fine. Although the land of pleasure is a place where heroes gather, Zhao Wumian has always been self-disciplined. Otherwise, he would not have been able to rise to the challenge and turn himself into a dragon every time he encountered a life-and-death crisis.

Zhao Wumian thought that resisting the temptation of Xiao Yuanmu, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, was more difficult than becoming the martial arts champion... although a big part of the reason was that Xiao Yuanmu had joined the 'CD'.

Zhao Wumian thought jokingly, slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh.

Perhaps it was because of the occasional comprehension of the Red Thread of Naraku that Zhao Wumian's aura had a sense of alienation from the real world, but this was actually just an external symbol of his gradual transcendence of the mundane world. After all, it was impossible for an ordinary warrior to be in contact with the Nine Bells for twelve hours a day.

But ordinary people couldn't see anything. At most, they felt that Zhao Wumian had a refined temperament, like an immortal in a painting who was about to ascend to heaven. Only when one's martial arts reached the level of Wu Kui could one see his profound martial arts and high Taoism.

After leaving the house, Zhao Wumian washed up, stretched himself lazily, and enjoyed the soothing morning light, then began to pack up the necessities for his journey.

The spear leader Chen Qiyuan has already invited Zhao Wumian to a fight, even to Poyang Lake, so it is time for him to go and keep the appointment. Any further delay will only make people in the martial arts world think that he is afraid of fighting.

Xiao Yuanmu pushed the door open and walked out, wearing a light green dress that was one size too large. Her face was calm, and it was hard to tell that she was kneeling in front of Zhao Wumian to serve him last night.

Seeing Zhao Wumian packing his luggage, she didn't say much, but just asked: "Have you asked Master? She said she also wants to go to Poyang Lake with us."

Zhao Wumian thought of what happened last night, and felt a little strange in his heart, but he remained calm on the surface, "It's okay to just abandon the winery and go out to explore the world, right?"

"The winery is a self-contained system. If we leave it alone, it won't get out of hand." Xiao Yuanmu waved his hand casually.
"I am seriously injured, and you must be exhausted after fighting with Chen Qiyuan. If Mo Jingxue were to sneak attack us from the shadows, we would definitely suffer. It would be safer for Master to follow us."

Zhao Wumian counted them in his heart: him, Xiao Lengyue, Mu Lier, Su Qingqi, Guan Yunshu... The three martial masters have combined their powers into one, and they can kill indiscriminately whichever force they are released into.

Unfortunately, since it is about the Cuojin Boshan furnace, no matter how much fighting force is invested, it will not be too much. In other words, the capital must have someone, otherwise Chief Constable Su and my uncle will have to come as well.

But even though Zhao Wumian had these friendly forces, he was destined not to be able to cooperate at will.

Chief Constable Su, if my uncle and aunt meet, it would be strange if they don't kill each other first.

"You go ask, I'll continue cleaning up."

Xiao Yuanmu didn't say much, but turned and came to Xiao Lengyue's door. He thought to himself that it was strange that Xiao Lengyue hadn't gotten up yet at this time.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door. "Master, are you ready to go to Poyang Lake?"

After the words fell, there was silence in the room for some reason for a few seconds, and then the door opened, and Xiao Lengyue appeared behind the door, her expression and dress were no different from before.

"You and Wumian go ahead. If someone lies in ambush at Poyang Lake, and I follow them in secret, they won't know about it and can be caught off guard."

In fact, Xiao Lengyue had not recovered yet and was a little embarrassed to see Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu.

But the excuse is correct. It will definitely be more effective if Wu Kui hides in the dark and is ready to strike than if he is openly known to everyone.

Xiao Yuanmu couldn't find any problem with it, so he nodded slightly and went back to the house to pack his things.

Xiao Lengyue looked at Xiao Yuanmu's back and was happy for her and Zhao Wumian from the bottom of her heart. However, she felt upset just thinking about the substitution.

I still don't want to think about it. The most important thing is to focus on the present matter...

Whoosh————

Different from the sunny and windy south of the Yangtze River, the coastal climate in early summer becomes more abnormal as you approach the Tianya Islands. It can rain several times intermittently in an hour. The wanderers who have anticipated this will prepare cloaks coated with waterproof wax to help them travel.

As the ship docked at Huating Port, it also announced that it had completely entered the sphere of influence of the Tianya Islands.

Huating is the town closest to the sea in the East China Sea. It is a mixed crowd of good and bad people, and there are so many powerful underworld forces that almost every sect in the Tianya Islands has to set up a branch in the city. After all, there are so many disciples in the underworld sects who need to eat.

Even if you are poor in literature or rich in martial arts, without money, who the hell would risk his head to venture into the world?

If one only stays on the island and practices martial arts without caring about worldly affairs, or developing a branch on the mainland to make money or grab territory... then he is not a man of the martial arts world, but a cultivator of immortality.

A horse-drawn carriage slowly drove down from the ship. Apart from the fact that the driver was a young girl who was so beautiful that she seemed unearthly, there was not much else to attract attention.

Crunch crunch————

The carriage passed the Huating Port and slowly drove into Huating City. Su Qingqi wore a bamboo hat and dressed like an ordinary man in the martial arts world. He held the reins and looked towards the southwest from time to time with a worried look in his eyes.

She knew that Zhao Wumian was challenged by Chen Qiyuan to fight. She was not worried that Zhao Wumian would lose. She was only worried that Mo Jingxue, Guiyi, Guiyuan and others would hear the news and ambush in Poyang Lake overnight, just waiting to encircle and suppress the man of her dreams.

Someone in the carriage seemed to be able to see Su Qingqi's worry and whispered something.

"How could Wumian not think of what we can think of? It's impossible for him to lose his guard against Mo Jingxue and others."

Mu Lier lifted the carriage curtain and looked around Huating City, while continuing, "We can't just find the wrong gold Boshan furnace directly, but we should at least look for some clues..."

As she spoke, Luo Xiangzhu came out from beside Mu Li'er, her almond-shaped eyes slightly shining as she looked at the street vendors. Her nose twitched slightly as if she was looking for something delicious. She couldn't help but straighten her chest when she heard the words.

Leave the matter of the wrong Jinboshan furnace to me.

Su Qingqi laughed a few times. Although Luo Xiangzhu was four or five years older than her, she had been well protected since childhood and had a simple mind, as if Su Qingqi was her older sister.

"We're already here. This place is more than a thousand miles away from Poyang Lake. By the time we get there, the fight will have already ended. There's no point in worrying so much."

Guan Yunshu was sitting in the car, supporting his side face and speaking casually, but his words were very sharp.

Su Qingqi naturally understood this, but it was the same for all young girls who were just beginning to fall in love. Reality was reality, and emotions were emotions. It was impossible not to worry, so she could only suppress it in her heart and not delay doing her business...

(End of this chapter)