Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

It was almost four o'clock when I returned to Helian Mansion.

Xiushui Garden is planted with Mu Yao's favorite gardenias.

Helian Yun hugged her waist from behind, and his lips moved all the way to her ear and rubbed it, asking, "Do you like it?"

Snow and ice flowers bloom in the night and sway in the candlelight.

Mu Yao was touched: "When was it planted?"

"The day I first met you."

The image of the beautiful figure at the Spring Banquet appeared in Helian Yun's eyes. The bright and gorgeous Aiba red and the soft goose yellow set off Mu Yao's figure in a way that was unique in the world.

He would never forget the beautiful figure of the girl with a veil on her head, her face slightly tilted up, staring at the willow branch above her head in a trance, and her charming figure as she tiptoed and raised her arms to pick the apricot blossoms.

The faint scent of gardenia mixed with the fragrance of apricot blossoms spreads into the air, permeating into the nose and turning into a lifelong attachment.

The burning love could no longer be suppressed, and he buried himself deeply into Mu Yao's jade neck. His white fingers, like bone china, hooked over the flowing silk ribbon and sank into the hem of her skirt.

A heart-shaking tearing sound rose in the air, and the inner shirt turned into snowflakes and merged with the breeze.

The fingertips danced on the snowy skin, drawing lines of electricity.

The candlelight was burning brightly, casting an orange-red hue on the figures of the two people.

The girl's cheeks were rosy, and she was too shy to bear it. She opened her red lips slightly, and a yellow oriole flew out of the valley, turning into a spring breeze, brushing past the boy's ears and all his limbs.

There are many spring plays in the hibiscus tent, with jade-like skin overlapping and shadows heavy.

The young men fought fiercely on the Twelve Peaks, and a pool of spring water soaked the lotus.

It was not until noon the next day that the two of them slowly opened their sleepy eyes.

Helian Fu paced around the room with a red face. He sent people to Xiushui Garden to check five times, but none of them showed any interest.

He was worried that his grandson was too old and that he was not able to take care of him. Now it seems that he was worrying too much.

Dan Pavilion - one of the three major alchemy pavilions in Yunqi, a large-scale organization integrating alchemy, sales and auctions.

There is a large bronze tripod at the door, filled with incense.

"Yaoyao, take these three incense sticks, put them into the cauldron after you worship, and you can go in." Helian Fu handed Mu Yao three golden peace incense sticks.

Mu Yao found it very novel and tried to imitate her grandfather.

Mei Yangxian, the third elder of Dan Pavilion, was about to go out to get some wine when he caught a glimpse of Helian Fu. He was so scared that he quickly retracted his feet and turned around to run away.

I just gave him a new prescription a few days ago. How come he is here again in such a short time?

Mei Yangxian really doubted whether the old man had abdicated early because he was so bored!

"Grandpa, why did that man run away when he saw us?" Mu Yao noticed Mei Yangxian's figure.

"Oh? Humph! Never mind him, let's go and challenge him." Helian Fu was full of confidence today, he took big strides with the wind under his feet, feeling very refreshed.

Helian Yun straightened Mu Yao's veil, and after confirming that everything was correct, he took her hand and followed Helian Fu's steps.

"Oh, old Patriarch Helian, you are here! Unfortunately, several elders have not arrived at the pavilion yet." After receiving instructions from the third elder, the shopkeeper Fei Fengliu quickly thought of an excuse to send this big Buddha away.

Dan Pavilion, which was famous in Yunqi, had always been a high-ranking existence. However, Helian Fu's financial resources were as vast as the sea, and he simply crushed their arrogance one by one.

In this world, who would go against real money?

A large portion of Dan Pavilion's profits in Lanling County were contributed by this old man, and they could not afford to offend him no matter what.

"Manager Fei, what time is it already? None of the eight of them have arrived? Who are you trying to fool?" Helian Fu snorted coldly and looked at Fei Fengliu with disdain.

"I am not here today for the recipe, but for my granddaughter-in-law. She wants to run for the position of elder of Dan Pavilion. You can just pick any elder to compete with her."

Helian Fu's domineering words not only shocked Fei Fengliu, but also Mu Yao and Helian Yun who were standing beside him widened their eyes in surprise.

Mu Yao glanced at Helian Yun nervously. It was all her fault for saying too much yesterday.

Can you pull out the elder who is ranked eighth?

Fei Fengliu blinked twice and looked at Mu Yao with a suspicious look.

Women's challenge?

"Is this your granddaughter-in-law?" Fei Fengliu looked at Mu Yao without revealing a word.

She was wearing a white dress that made her look like a fairy, and the pink crystal watermelon pendant on her neck was priceless. Her temperament was elegant and extraordinary, and it was not difficult to guess that she must be a rare beauty wearing a veil.

He then turned his gaze to Helian Yun standing beside him, a trace of surprise flashing across his eyes. Could she be the daughter-in-law of Mr. Helian? He must be in his forties this year! How could he marry such a beautiful lady?

Helian Fu continued impatiently, "She is my grandson's wife, my grandson Ayun's wife. Manager Fei, what are you still standing here for? Hurry up and call your elders. It doesn't matter if there are more. Anyway, my grandson's wife doesn't care. She will be kicked no matter how many come."

Mu Yao's eyes went dark, and she felt the world spinning around her in an instant.

You always say there is no pressure, but now it's all on her.

There is always someone stronger than you, and there are always better mountains beyond mountains!

What if she met an expert? Would it be too late for her to make a coffin now?