Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

The Taifu Mansion is about an incense stick’s drive from the Prime Minister’s Mansion.

When housekeeper Zhao Yu saw the two beautiful girls coming to his house, he was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

He was worried about how to place Furong and Handan, so he had to arrange for them to live in the east courtyard for the time being. There was a "Yiqing Xiaozhu" there, and from the attic one could overlook the street view outside the mansion, which was a good place to enjoy tea, play chess and appreciate the beautiful scenery in his spare time.

Handan and Furong were extremely satisfied with Zhao Yu's arrangement and called him Uncle Zhao affectionately and smoothly.

After a short rest, the two of them could not wait to go out. Zhao Yu saw that they were not wearing veils, so he hurriedly chased after them, but in the blink of an eye, they disappeared, which surprised him.

“Enjoy the taste of life”

Furong looked up at the three big words on the sign and whispered.

"Let's go with this one. If I don't eat some good food, I won't be able to lift my sword." Handan glanced at Furong impatiently and walked into the restaurant on her own.

They had already walked around five streets and had been traveling by boat for several days, so their indestructible bodies must be worn out by fatigue.

Furong looked at the densely packed restaurants and inns ahead, sighed, and followed in in a compromising manner.

I really want to eat hot pot! I have been walking for such a long time but I still haven't seen any trace of her. I feel very unwilling. I asked her several times what she wants to eat but she didn't answer.

The surroundings were quiet. The diners stopped eating with their chopsticks and swallowing and looked at the two of them.

The group of young men who had been following behind them walked into "Xiangweilou" seriously and started to order food.

Shangjing——When did two such beautiful ladies appear? Their delicate little faces, glass-like eyes, and delicate pink lips were three times more beautiful than those of Lady Helian.

Handan ordered a table full of dishes, and she and Furong automatically blocked out all the hot gazes and began to eat with relish.

There is always a brave man behind a beautiful woman.

A man in a lake blue gown walked gracefully in front of their table, bowed and said, "My last name is Li Wen, I am twenty years old, my parents are healthy and I have a small fortune. I like calligraphy, painting and chess. The two girls are graceful, like orchids in a valley, extraordinary and otherworldly. I wonder if I can be your friend?"

Li Wen had lost his appetite since he fell in love with Mu Yao at first sight at the last Spring Festival Banquet. After learning that she had married Xu Qingcheng, he got drunk for three consecutive days.

Time is the best medicine for healing. He knew that he could not be compared with Xu Qingcheng, so he stopped dreaming.

The sun is setting, crows are flying, and water is flowing around the city. At this time, you can see scenery more beautiful than the sunset, and you feel great!

Now or never.

Li Wen has always been a man of integrity, daring to love and hate. Moreover, he is well-known among the students in Shangjing, and I think these two girls may have heard of his famous poem "Prosperity".

Li Wen was humble, upright, and had a smile on his face as beautiful as spring water as he waited for the responses from the two beauties.

The guys around him all cheered for Li Wen in their hearts. With him leading the way, they would not be too restrained when they came forward to introduce themselves later.

Furong was so focused on the food that she didn't hear what Li Wen said at all.

The jade chopsticks in Handan's hand paused, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him, then raised her hand and swung it. In an instant, a jade chopstick appeared on the pillar of the hall behind Li Wen, and the chopstick body was halfway immersed in the ground.

The hall became even quieter. The men seemed to have been silenced and stood there motionless.

Li Wen's pupils dilated, and he swallowed twice, holding up his shaking legs and standing there in shock. His posture remained polite.

"We both like to be friends with men who are stronger than ourselves. Sir, do you want to compete with us?" Handan looked at him coldly, releasing the fierce aura from her body without any concealment.

None of the guys who looked at them along the way were as strong as them. The man in front of them, Li Wen, had no internal energy fluctuations at all. Such a weak chicken dared to stand in front of them and introduce himself shamelessly - shameless!

"I apologize for being rude. Li Wen will take his leave now."

A real man can bend and stretch. A forced melon is not sweet!

Gradually, there were fewer customers in "Xiangweilou", especially in the three circles centered on the two of them, where there was no empty table.

Furong wiped her mouth, glanced at Handan with an unhappy look and said, "Let's act separately from now on."

"Why?" Handan asked as she picked up a piece of roasted goose without even blinking.

"You've pinched my peach blossoms. I can't get married as long as you're here." Furong shook her head and took a big bite of the three-color frozen meat.

. . . . . .

Handan's cheeks flushed, her inner anger swelled to a high level, she glanced around from the corner of her eye, and with a twitching mouth, she tried to hold back the fragrance that was rushing to her lips.

"I am willing to spar with this girl."

A deep and firm voice was heard from upstairs, and a tall and handsome figure slowly walked down from the stepping stone on the second floor.

Handan looked up and saw a man in a black robe with a lotus pattern walking towards her from the candlelight. Half of his body was in the dark, and the other half was floating in the light. Only when the man came closer did Handan see his face clearly.

His face was as cold and hard as an ice sculpture, his eyes were sharp, but his facial features were extremely delicate. His two long legs showed that his height was definitely not less than eight feet.

Handan was startled. This person...

"My name is He Yuxian."

He Yuxian bowed and said calmly. He caught a glimpse of the jade chopsticks inserted into the hall pillar from upstairs, and walked closer to take a look out of curiosity. Unexpectedly, it was a rare beauty.

(Speaking of He Yuxian, this book has mentioned him briefly in Chapter 33, "The Banquet of Music". He is the younger brother of He Yufeng, the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery, and the uncle of He Wanyi. He is thirty-two years old this year. He Yufeng has been ill for many years and is unable to perform his duties. Now he has given up his title to He Yuxian.)

"You want to spar with me?" Handan raised her pretty eyebrows slightly, staring at him with interest, her eyes showing a bit of seriousness. This person's aura was very strong.

Furong was dumbfounded. What was going on?

She quietly tugged at Handan's sleeves a few times and gave her a wink.

Handan pondered for a moment, then stood up and said, "It's inconvenient today, we'll meet again later." After that, she and Furong started to leave. They had just arrived in Shangjing, and they didn't want to cause trouble for the emperor and empress.

With a "swoosh" sound.

There was another jade chopstick on the hall pillar, which was completely immersed in the water.

The two men paused and looked at He Yuxian warily.

"What do you mean, sir?" Handan asked seriously, with a hint of solemnity between her brows.

He Yuxian saw that Handan looked like a hedgehog facing a formidable enemy, which was a little cute. He laughed and said, "Didn't you say that you like to make friends with men who are stronger than you? I want to know your name and I am willing to have a friendly exchange with you."

Handan's heart beat wildly twice. She lowered her eyes and blushed as she replied, "Handan."

"She is pretty and delicate, with green and red scattered around. Your name is very good, and she lives up to her name." He Yuxian's eyes moved and he smiled leisurely.

"Farewell."

Handan pulled Furong and left "Xiangweilou" almost at the speed of escape.

He Yuxian stared at her back with burning eyes, and the cold and hard lines of his facial features seemed to soften a little.

"Go check."

For the first time in his life, He Yuxian became interested in the noble lady. He believed that his fate with this Miss Handan would not end today.

The evening breeze came slowly, blowing up the fallen leaves on the ground, which floated in the air and turned into beautiful wind nests.

"Handan, did that man just now take a fancy to you?" Furong asked jokingly with her bright almond eyes.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Handan's face turned red and her voice became more embarrassed.

"Oh, God is so unfair. I am much more beautiful than you, so why don't any peach blossoms fall on me? Oh..." Furong looked up at the sky sadly, feeling extremely unwilling.

Handan sneered, took out a copy of "Heart Purification Mantra" from somewhere, stuffed it into her hand and teased, "If your eyesight is not good, just read it more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he leaped back to the Grand Tutor's mansion.

Furong was shocked that Handan actually carried the "Heart Purification Mantra" with her. She rolled her eyes and turned her head back, only to hear a "Ah Yo" sound. . .