Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 368: Transfer to Zhuge

At dusk, the sun went down beyond the horizon, and the desolate sunset was gone, with the remaining light falling on Huating City.

The very center of the East China Sea Jianghu was still bustling with people, with men and women, talented men and beautiful women coming and going on the streets. However, the sea was still filled with mist, and the name "so close yet so far away" was truly worthy of its name. No one knew where all the fog came from.

Shamantian seems to be as famous as Wudamu in the grassland. He is probably much more dangerous than Mo Jingxue and Guiyi. However, Zhao Wumian is excited. Xiao Yuanmu's injury has troubled him for a long time, and now he finally has some clues to solve it.

Zhao Wumian was naturally happy, and even took a boat to leave Zhichi Tianya. He took off his clothes while sailing on the sea, which shocked Shen Xiangge, thinking that Zhao Wumian was going to play some tricks like two monsters and a monk on the boat. However, Zhao Wumian just dived into the sea and caught two fat sea fish, preparing to take them home to eat.

Shen Xiangge sat against the side of the boat, the sea breeze blew up her long hair, forcing her to raise one of her hands to hold down her hair. She glanced sideways at Zhao Wumian who showed his head from the sea, the setting sun falling on her face.

Zhao Wumian was holding up two fishes and wanted to cheer loudly, but when he looked at her, he became quiet... My wife is so beautiful.

Unfortunately, also sitting on the boat were the young version of the most beautiful woman in the world and the nun who claimed to be the most beautiful woman in the world.

Guan Yunshu leaned her forearm on the side of the boat, supporting her chin with her bare hands, her eyelashes as thin as cicada wings trembling slightly, she looked down at him quietly, and asked in a calm tone, somewhat seriously:

"What are you excited about?"

"Ninety percent of the time, it's because I'm here. The remaining ten percent is probably because they found a way to save Xiao Yuanmu." Shen Xiangge answered on behalf of Zhao Wumian and said with a smile, "But it definitely has nothing to do with you, a nun."

Xiao Yuanmu waved a round fan, raised his eyelids lightly, and Guan Yunshu also glanced at Shen Xiangge.

In the summer sea, Zhao Wumian was holding two big fat fish and began to feel cold all over... Su Qingqi and Mu Lier were fine, but these three women in front of him were not willing to submit to each other.

There were no outsiders present at the moment, and they had just left the Jade Palace when they started to confront each other...

"Since when did the eldest daughter of the Shen family become such a foolish woman who only has eyes for men? I vaguely remember that when I went to the capital with him, you had a verbal battle with him in the Shen family..."

"Now we can also fight with each other, not only that..."

Shen Xiangge pouted her soft pink lips, then gently raised her hand, her fingertips slid along the curve of her neck to the front of her chest, then along the curve, across the fabric, across her red pavilion, she glanced at Zhao Wumian, and said in an unquestionable tone:
"A short separation is better than a new marriage. My Lord, give me at least five times tonight."

Guan Yunshumei's eyes widened, and a blush appeared on her fair face involuntarily. No matter how sharp-tongued the nun was, she would be too shy to talk about love affairs between men and women.

Zhao Wumian recalled the scene when he and Shen Xiangge married in front of the Empress Dowager in the imperial palace of the capital. The long black hair that was scattered on her back would spread out like a waterfall when he pressed her on the couch, and it would be no less beautiful than the two big balls of the Empress Dowager, flowing up and down...

"Zhao Wumian, what are you thinking about?" Xiao Yuanmu's childish and calm voice suddenly came into his ears.

Zhao Wumian held up two big fat fish in his hand, "One braised and one pickled, how about that?"

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian looked at Guan Yunshu again, "Buddhist disciples cannot eat fish, so what about fish soup? Can I drink it?"

Guan Yunshu did not answer this question, but just stared at him coldly.

"Alas, nuns cannot eat meat, so I can't share my joy with you. Do you know Tinglan Manor? That's my hometown. I'll grow some fruits and vegetables in the future, and I'll pick a couple of cucumbers when I'm happy... It's just right to pickle them. Princess Xiangzhu also likes them."

Zhao Wumian let go, and the two big fat fish immediately slipped out and quickly disappeared into the sea.

So the happiest and most excited people in the scene became the two fish that escaped death.

congratulations.

The corners of Guan Yunshu's mouth rose slightly for a moment, but he immediately turned his eyes away, and his flying black long hair was gently lifted, and the fragrance seemed to spread.

Zhao Wumian climbed onto the boat swiftly, his whole body dripping with water, and he was only wearing a pair of thin pants. Unfortunately, he had just caught a fish, and there was a lingering fishy smell in the air.

However, the three women on the boat would definitely not mind the smell on him.

Guan Yunshu glanced at Zhao Wumian's abdominal muscles, then withdrew his gaze indifferently and took out a handkerchief from his arms, but the handkerchief was taken by Shen Xiangge.

Guan Yunshu stared at Shen Xiangge, but Shen Xiangge was not interested at all. He wiped the water droplets on Zhao Wumian's body with the nun's handkerchief and asked:
"Princess Xiangzhu...what? I was away from you for just a moment, and you took another woman? Xiao Yuanmu, you don't care?"

Xiao Yuanmu was fanning himself boredly, wondering in his heart how Shamantian overcame the imbalance of yin and yang. He was in no mood to pay attention to Shen Xiangge.

"What do you mean by take it down or not...June seems to be the active period of Cuojin Boshan furnace. During this period, Liuli Siyu will also respond spontaneously. Her body is too weak to bear it, and now she is still having a high fever."

Shen Xiangge was not interested in Luo Xiangzhu. He just asked casually and then pinched Zhao Wumian's abdominal muscles, bit his pink lips lightly, with water in his eyes, and raised his eyes to suggest:
"Why don't we wait until night, let's do it now..."

Zhao Wumian simply couldn't tell whether Shen Xiangge really wanted it or was deliberately provoking Xiao Yuanmu and Guan Yunshu...it should be both.

Xiao Yuanmu was in no mood anymore. Upon hearing this, her eyes turned cold. She showed her ladyship and taught him a lesson: "Shen Xiangge, you should have said something in the Jade Palace just now. You are so ignorant of etiquette and clingy in public. You are embarrassing Zhao Wumian."

Zhao Wumian wanted to say that it was nothing serious. Everyone in the martial arts world knew that Wei Minghou was lustful... I was willing to indulge in women.

But when Shen Xiangge heard this, his eyes moved slightly and he really withdrew his hand.

Zhao Wumian was a little surprised. Shen Xiangge seemed to listen to Xiao Yuanmu, but Shen Xiangge turned his back to them, wiped his face with his little hands, and turned into the appearance of Xiao Yuanmu when he grew up.

The most beautiful face in the martial arts world, with a charming look that Xiao Yuanmu rarely showed on weekdays, made Zhao Wumian's heart beat fast.

Shen Xiangge said with a smile: "Then I will embarrass you in the future."

"Shen Xiangge! Don't think that I can't take action just because I'm seriously injured."

"Then you can try it. I don't care whether the person is a man or a woman, a child or an adult when I kill people..."

When the two were arguing, Zhao Wumian's face suddenly turned fierce, and he dived into the water again. The three women's eyes jumped, and they were confused.

Gululu————

A few seconds later, Zhao Wumian emerged from the sea, holding a large sea bass in his hand. He slapped the sea bass with his other hand, making a slapping sound, and angrily said:

"You were the one floating on the sea just now blowing bubbles to provoke me? Get lost!"

After Zhao Wumian slapped the fish a few times, he threw it with force. The perch slid in a high arc in the air and disappeared into the white mist. Then, a faint roar was heard in the sea mist.

"Who the hell hit me? Hey! A fish!?"

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, then climbed onto the boat and said, "A mere fish dares to spit bubbles at me. It must be a nun who doesn't know how to eat meat. Otherwise, I would have taken it back to kill it..."

Shen Xiangge pretended to pull his ears, but smiled and said, "I just cleaned you up, why did you go into the sea again? You smell... Go back and take a shower!"

After a lot of noise and noise, they came ashore. Someone from the Tiangong Mansion was looking after Zhao Wumian and his companions’ horses. When they were leading the horses, they excitedly said to Zhao Wumian:
"My Lord, the news of your landing on the island is now known to everyone. People in the streets are talking about it. It is said that you plowed the island with one punch, and several arrow towers collapsed... My Lord, you came to visit, but did you also beat up Wen Wuzheng?"

"Yes, yes, if this continues, the Marquis will be number one in the world sooner or later!"

Zhao Wumian shook his head helplessly, "Why would you want to beat him up? I haven't even seen him yet. Remember to be more careful when you are out there. If you have any news about him, send me a message immediately."

"okay."

They brought two horses when they came, and there was no need to go back in a hurry, and there was no need to squeeze together, so Zhao Wumian just led the horses and walked back home.

Shen Xiangge didn't want to be tired at all. He sat sideways on the saddle, took out a red handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his head with it, and swung his legs lightly on the side of the saddle, smiling brightly at Zhao Wumian.
"I am the young wife married by the Marquis. Do I have to jump over the fire pot when I go back?"

People passing by were looking here with curious eyes.

Is this a wedding? But the attire is not right. There is no sedan chair and no ceremonial guards...

Only some people in the underworld showed envious expressions... In the underworld, one's life depends on one's belt, and many times, such things have to be kept simple. I don't know how many men in the underworld, when marrying their own wives, don't even have wedding clothes, let alone the three gifts and six betrothal gifts.

Most of the time, there is only this red handkerchief.

However, even if it is just a red handkerchief, most women in the world are willing to do it.

Life is short and the world is dangerous, so why not give it a try?

Guan Yunshu was leading the horse as she glanced sideways at Shen Xiangge, who was covered with a red veil. Her eyes moved. A few days ago, when she was sitting on a horse and being led by Zhao Wumian, this thought flashed through her mind.

It's just that Shen Xiangge doesn't practice Buddhism, but he is much more generous and generous than her...

Xiao Yuanmu simply turned a blind eye to it and used his lightness skills to return to Tiangong Mansion first... He wanted to give Xiao Lengyue the good news that there was finally some clue of his recovery.

However, Xiao Yuanmu had never fought with Shamantian, and his understanding of him was limited to hearing about him... He should discuss with Xiao Lengyue how to deal with him.

Zhao Wumian looked back at Shen Xiangge and her red veil. Although Shen Xiangge was just playing with him, it was impossible for him not to feel a flutter in his heart.

He smiled and said, "Without the three gifts and six betrothal gifts, what's the point of getting married?"

Shen Xiangge pouted in dissatisfaction, "I don't care."

"I care."

"Why?"

"All men are like this...If they want to marry you, they will definitely want you to live a good life, otherwise they won't even mention it."

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian glanced at Guan Yunshu.

Guan Yunshu looked at him, then looked away as if a little embarrassed, pretending to be deaf to their conversation. Instead, he listened to the idle chatter in the surrounding taverns and teahouses, wondering if there were any clues about Wen Wuzheng, Shamantian and others in the martial arts world.

"Marquis Weiming is here to visit. Wen Wuzheng was able to kill Zhuang Banxian back then, but I wonder if he can overshadow Marquis Weiming now... It would be great if we could go and watch the fight and feast our eyes."

"Alas, we are all from the Central Plains, fighting each other and fighting among ourselves all the time, and we don't know when it will end... Recently, there seems to be some movement in Yanyun. The Rong people have not been able to capture Ningwu and Yanmen for more than half a year. I'm afraid they will make some small moves to bypass Yanyun..."

"Do you have any information?" "It has been more than half a year since Wudamu suffered a loss in Taiyuan last time. His injuries must have healed a long time ago, but he hasn't shown up yet... Don't you think it's strange?"

"Alright, alright, stop guessing. If there is any movement, the imperial court will definitely know about it before us..."

Zhao Wumian also heard the gossip of the people around him, and he thought of his biggest threat, Wudamu... While the Rong people were guarding the border outside, he was running around in the martial arts world and had no time to go to the front line. As a result, Wudamu did not cause any trouble, which was a bit unlike him.

He looked at Shen Xiangge and said, "You have been in Yanyun for so long, have you found any unusual behavior of the Rong people?"

"you?"

"…Madam?"

Shen Xiangge giggled, jumped off his horse, put his arms around Zhao Wumian's neck, and lay on his back, speaking in an innocent tone.

"I don't know. Just dealing with the branch is enough to make me anxious. Even if Wudamu is really causing trouble in Yanyun, what can we do? It's so far away, you can't rush over. Just write a letter to the emperor to remind him... Besides, Shamantian is no less dangerous than Wudamu."

With two large lumps pressing on his back, Zhao Wumian's heart was shaken, but it would definitely not be convenient to show it on the street. After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly.

Since Shamantian is now in the East China Sea, it is better for him to concentrate on the present matter rather than Wudamu who can only guess blindly. He doesn't know when the letter from the court will arrive. According to his estimation, it will arrive in the next two days.

Guan Yunshu glanced at the two of them and guessed that they were about to say something like "shameless people".

Having said this, the few of them walked around the street for a few rounds to gather information, but they didn't find any clues. They just watched a lot of fights between people from the martial arts world. They fought back and forth, and none of them was willing to give in. They would not stop until blood was shed.

The spectators around were all applauding. The people of Donghai were so tough, worthy of being the frontier area of ​​the previous dynasty.

By the time I returned home, the sun had already set in the west, and the remaining rays of light had faded away. The lights in Huating City were just coming on. Tiangong Mansion is in an excellent location, quiet and natural, and you can faintly hear the sound of the ebb and flow of the tide not far away.

Luo Xiangzhu was still in the mansion with a high fever. Su Qingqi and Mu Lier were standing inside the house helping her take a bath. Zhao Wumian was standing outside the door, chatting with them through the window. Xiao Lengyue walked up and asked curiously, "Where is your other young wife?"

Shen Xiangge was standing in the yard, preparing to pick a beautiful hydrangea to use for his bath in the evening.

Hearing this, she looked over, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said softly, "Huh? You are... Luoshen?"

Luoshen was the pseudonym Xiao Lengyue used when he was young.

However, Xiao Lengyue usually wore a mask when traveling around the world, which made her look somewhat similar to Empress Canghua. Therefore, Shen Xiangge had never seen her true face, but he felt her voice sounded familiar.

Her master, Yan Rongfei, was familiar with the elusive Goddess of Luo River, and they often interacted with each other.

Xiao Lengyue heard the voice and looked at Shen Xiangge standing in the flowers, with some thought and doubt in her eyes. Then she remembered Shen Xiangge's identity and took a few steps forward.
"Hey, isn't this the little girl who always follows Rong Fei? It's been more than ten years since we last met. Where is your master?"

Shen Xiangge was slightly stunned. Zhao Wumian interrupted at this moment, "Her master was betrayed by Tong Congdao before, which led to Guiyi and Guiyuan's encirclement and attack. He was seriously injured. I don't know if he came with us... Did the aunt have some contact with Yan Rongfei before?"

In front of Shen Xiangge, Zhao Wumian would definitely not say that Yan Rongfei was dead.

Xiao Lengyue's eyebrows knitted tightly together, and she looked at Shen Xiangge for a few times before she smiled slightly and said:
"Yan Rongfei is about the same age as my aunt. They are from the same era. We had a few fights in the past. Later, she knew that I wanted to rebel against Li Fuchen, so she helped my aunt a few times. We can be considered friends... You, my young wife, always followed behind Yan Rongfei in the past. My aunt had a deep impression of you... Come here."

Xiao Lengyue waved towards Shen Xiangge, "Call me Auntie, and you'll be considered a member of our Xiao family."

Shen Xiangge blinked and looked at Zhao Wumian.

Why didn't you tell me that you have an aunt? A biological one?

"Not my biological daughter...hiss, not my biological daughter, but she treats me better than my biological daughter. Come on, call me auntie."

Xiao Lengyue pulled Zhao Wumian's ear and snorted coldly after hearing what he said.

No matter how much of a seductress Shen Xiangge was, she had to humble herself in front of an elder like Zhao Wumian and respectfully called her "Auntie". Xiao Lengyue smiled happily and gave her a big red envelope.

Although Shen Xiangge was not short of money, at least he was recognized by Zhao Wumian, an elder. He smiled sweetly, picked a few hydrangeas, put one in Zhao Wumian's hand, and went back to the house to prepare for a bath.

Xiao Lengyue looked at her back, and after she entered the house, he said:
"This little girl was sold to the palace by her biological father. After she escaped, she was a young lady from the capital. How could she survive in the martial arts world? She had no one to rely on. Only Yan Rongfei could protect her. In her heart, Yan Rongfei was probably better to her than her biological father and mother.
But now even Yan Rongfei is dead...you have to treat her better and don't let her suffer any injustice."

Zhao Wumian smiled but did not answer. He just pinned the hydrangea that Shen Xiangge had given him on Xiao Lengyue's ear and said, "Yan Rongfei is dead. Are you her mother?"

Xiao Lengyue gave Zhao Wumian a charming look, then turned and left.

Zhao Wumian waited for Luo Xiangzhu to finish her bath, then sat on the edge of the couch and spoke a few words to her, promising to send her back to Yanyun after finding the wrong Jin Boshan furnace.

Luo Xiangzhu closed her beautiful eyes and breathed evenly, and it was unknown whether she heard it or not.

Then Zhao Wumian came to the door of Shen Xiangge and pushed it open.

Shen Xiangge was still taking a shower. Smoke and steam were rising in the room. There seemed to be a figure behind the screen, but he did not move. It was obvious that Shen Xiangge knew that he was coming.

Zhao Wumian quietly closed the door and walked towards the screen, but when he looked up, the figure behind the screen was just a piece of clothing. Flower petals were falling on the surface of the bathtub, and the fragrance of flowers was everywhere. As for Shen Xiangge himself, he was nowhere to be found.

"Hou Ye~"

A charming voice suddenly sounded behind him, followed by two large lumps pressing down on his back.

It was obvious that Shen Xiangge had just been taking a shower. Not only was he naked, but his skin was also covered with water droplets. When he touched her, it felt moist and warm.

"You always like these."

"My Lord, you don't like it?" Shen Xiangge rested his chin on his shoulder, looked at him sideways, and said with a smile, "Why don't you continue to accompany your Princess Xiangzhu?"

"Auntie told me to treat you well..." Zhao Wumian turned his head, but before he could finish, Shen Xiangge moved closer.

boo——

Zhao Wumian raised his hand to support Shen Xiangge, turned around, and sat her on the edge of the bathtub. Then he remembered something and whispered in her ear:
"When we came back, someone was playing with flowers on the boat. I guess that woman was not very hygienic or had some disease. There was a strange smell. I wonder if Miss Shen is sick. Why don't you let me check it out..."

Shen Xiangge put his arms around Zhao Wumian's neck. Hearing this, his eyes had a hint of a smile, but his expression was icy cold.
"What do you mean? Although I was born in a demon sect, I have always kept myself clean. I followed a man like you. What could be wrong with me?"

"Blame me..." Zhao Wumian put his nose against Shen Xiangge's smooth and white neck, hesitating: "Then check if my wife is clean?"

"Humph……"

Shen Xiangge watched Zhao Wumian slowly squat down, her expression still cold, probably still angry, but not long after, she frowned, suddenly raised her hands, tightly grasped Zhao Wumian's shoulders, and her pretty face involuntarily turned red.

She bit her lower lip and asked in a tender voice, "Did you wash it clean?"

"Sweet, with a floral scent." Zhao Wumian raised his hand and scooped it out of the tub, pinched a few petals, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them, then slowly moved closer, "A taste..."

"You! Where did you spit? Lecher..."

Shen Xiangge stepped on the ground with her jade feet, raised her hand and pulled up her outer robe from behind the screen to cover her snow-white body, then walked angrily to the front of the couch.

Zhao Wumian hugged her from behind, then remembered what happened in Kunning Palace before, and whispered in her ear: "Miss Shen, can we do it again?"

"Huh? What?"

"That one...Zhuan Zhuge..."

Shen Xiangge's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but suddenly he raised his neck and glared at Zhao Wumian.

"No hurries?"

"Then I'll go get ready?"

"Hmm, it depends on my mood..."

Thin and thin rubbing————

After a while, the lights in the room went out and it was dark, but above the couch, there was a three-foot red lotus hanging.

Zhao Wumian lay flat on the couch with his eyes slightly closed.

Outside, it was late at night and most of the maids had already gone to bed.

Su Qingqi tossed and turned, and finally hugged the pillow and quietly walked to the outside of Zhao Wumian's house, but when she arrived at the door, she hesitated.

Since it concerns the Nine Bells, Su Qingqi must want to improve her strength as much as possible. To do this, she should practice dual cultivation with Zhao Wumian... But how could she be with Shen Xiangge?

It would be good enough if the two of them didn't fight when they met.

Su Qingqi hesitated for a while, but still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, and wanted to leave again. Unexpectedly, the door was suddenly opened, and Zhao Wumian, wearing a coat, held Su Qingqi's hand.

"Sir? I don't..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Qingqi was pulled into the house, the door was locked, and soon there was silence again.

But if you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear some gossip.

"Oh, Miss Su, you are really a Miss, just like a little child... Look, you are so white and clean."

"You! Um..."

A few whispers soon disappeared with the wind...

(End of this chapter)