Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Zhao Huaian swayed his body, covered his head and leaned back, but in a flash, he was caught by Steward Wang and Steward Chen with quick eyes and hands.

Furong's mouth froze, she seemed to be in trouble, pretending nothing happened and quickened her pace to leave.

With a "swoosh" sound.

Sensing the parabola coming from behind, he turned around and caught the "Heart Purification Mantra" firmly.

"You damn woman, you dare to hit me, I'm tired of living!"

Zhao Huaian walked down the sloping steps of "Baiweiju" two steps at a time, heading towards the crimson color in the darkness.

Steward Wang's face tightened, and he grabbed Zhao Huaian's sleeves tightly and advised: "Master, don't do that! She is a noble lady, you will scare her like this!"

Zhao Huaian swung his sleeves in anger, and was almost amused by Manager Wang's irresponsible and cowardly look: "My master was hit by someone, and you didn't help me beat her up, but you dared to stop me? If someone didn't know, they would think you were eating her food."

"The one in red in front, stop right there! If you dare to hit me, you're dead!"

The night blew away the mist, and the crimson figure swayed gracefully under the reflection of the big red lanterns on the roadside.

Zhao Huaian stared blankly at the hazy shadow in front of him, which was getting closer and closer.

Just as he was about to see the other person's face clearly, he felt a force on his abdomen and was unexpectedly blown two meters away by a palm wind.

"Your mouth is dirty. This lady would like you to eat a handful of dirt - rinse your mouth." Furong had an angry look on her face and walked slowly forward with eyes as cold as ice.

He actually dared to call her a dead bitch and even threw a book at her. He is such a coward.

Manager Wang was filled with horror. Seeing the arrival of "Shura", he rushed towards Zhao Huaian with all his strength, lifted him up and blocked him in front of him. He said with a look of grief and indignation, "Young lady, please show mercy! You were the one who hit me first and injured my Pavilion Master's head! Why are you still fighting? Aren't you too cruel!"

ruthless?

Furong looked at Manager Wang with amusement, her beautiful eyes dark as she said, "This kick is a warning. If I really go all out, you two will still be alive!"

Zhao Huaian pushed Manager Wang away, too angry to care about the pain, and jumped up twice, straightened his body, raised a finger and cursed at Furong: "You damn woman, you threw the book first, is there anything wrong with me throwing it back? Now you hurt me again, almost killing me. No, I have to fight back today no matter what. Stand still!"

Furong's face darkened. After listening carefully, it seemed to be true. She took a half step back guiltily and looked at Zhao Huaian with a conflicted expression.

His face was vaguely visible in the candlelight, and his pair of flaming peach blossom eyes were made to look very much like the nine-tailed fox demon described in "Yizhi Ji" - charming, captivating, and radiant.

Furong's heartbeat gradually quickened, and she unconsciously took a few steps closer, eager to see the true face of the person in front of her.

Their eyes met, Zhao Huaian paused for a moment, and the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth stopped abruptly.

He looked at Furong in astonishment, surprised that this woman had such a good appearance. Unfortunately, since he had seen Mu Yao's divine face, he had long been immune to other colors, and soon recovered, his face was as black as ink.

"I must fight back today, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Huaian clenched his fists, and his ten bony fingers creaked as they rolled over. There was a ruthlessness in his eyes, and his whole aura was so strong that if you didn't know him, you would think he was some hidden and powerful boss.

Furong's gaze touched Zhao Huaian deeply, and ripples involuntarily appeared in his heart.

The young man was dressed in a dark blue robe and a jade crown tied up his hair. He had a beautiful figure, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and a perfect bone structure without a single flaw. The unruly and unruly look in his eyes was like an eagle soaring in the sky.

Who is this guy on the street with such appearance? He is quite romantic.

The father-in-law of the emperor is not lying, there are indeed many good men in the capital!

Furong suppressed all her displeasure, blinked her charming big eyes and walked closer to Zhao Huaian, saying with a guilty look: "Sir, it's late at night and the dew is heavy. I'm really sorry for accidentally hurting you. If you... want to fight, come back. I won't cry out in pain."

Ok?

Zhao Huaian was completely confused by Furong's actions, and three big question marks appeared on his head.

Could it be that you are mesmerized by my extraordinary grace?

During this period of time, he was determined to lose a lot of weight, and the wealthy families who were interested in marrying into his family were almost knocking down the door of his house.

However, he looked down upon none of those ordinary beauties, and he only had Mu Yao in his eyes.

I heard that she returned to the capital today. I will definitely surprise her when I visit Xu's house tomorrow! Maybe she will be attracted by my beauty and marry him.

Zhao Huaian saw Furong staring at him, his face turned green. But he couldn't kick her.

"How about this, you pay me three thousand taels, and we'll let this go. What's your name? Where do you live? I'll have someone fetch the money tomorrow." Zhao Huaian pretended to be calm. If it weren't for her upright attitude, he would have given her a good kick.

"My name is Furong and I live at No. 301 Changping Street. What's your name, sir?" Furong smiled, blinking her beautiful almond eyes.

"Okay, I understand."

"Old Wang, remember? 301 Changping Street..."

Zhao Huaian's eyes narrowed, and he asked suspiciously, "You live in the Taifu Mansion? What is your relationship with Taifu Li?"

Furong smiled brightly and said, "I am his distant niece. What is your name, sir?"

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Li Changan claimed to the outside world that Handan and Furong were his distant relatives.

"So you are Yaoyao's sister?" Zhao Huaian asked uncertainly. They looked about the same age.

Furong was stunned. She didn't expect that this young man would know the lady. She asked, "Sir, who are you to my sister?"

"My name is Zhao Huaian, and I'm Yaoyao's best friend." When Zhao Huaian heard that she was Yaoyao's sister, his expression instantly turned from gloomy to bright.

Zhao Huaian?

Furong looked at him in astonishment and asked again, "Are you Zhao Huaian, the leader of Fuguang Pavilion?"

Did Zhao Huaian look like this? She had seen Zhao Huaian in person before, and he had no resemblance to this person. Could it be that her memory was wrong?

"It's me. Miss Furong has good eyesight." Zhao Huaian's brows relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on his handsome face. Furong was stunned and intoxicated by his beautiful face.

The world is so big, yet so small.

Fate is so close, yet so far.

"Mr. Zhao, my sister already has six husbands and will not marry again." Furong said softly.

The Emperor has ordered that the Empress must not be allowed to marry anyone else.

Whether out of the emperor's will or out of personal motives, she had to give this Master Zhao some advice.

A shattering sound rose in the void, it was the sound of a broken heart.

The wind brushed past Zhao Huaian's eyes. That night, it took him half an hour to walk the short two miles from Changming Street to the mansion.

Furong watched his back with a smile on her face.

Shangjing is such a great place!