Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Qiziyuan

Candlelight lit up every corner.

The six plum trees in the courtyard are as bright as clouds, with a subtle fragrance floating in the air.

The bridal chamber was lit with orange-yellow candlelight, and on the wall hung a carefully painted wedding self-portrait, which looked lifelike.

The red candles were burning brightly, quietly releasing the rich fragrance of the cassia tree dew.

The wedding bed was covered with flowers and red curtains. The dancing red light shone through the gauze, and the beautiful woman on the bed blended into it, with her graceful figure under the glow.

Mu Yao closed her beautiful eyes and leaned against the bed rail to take a rest.

She got up before the morning today. Uncle Zhao saw how exhausted she looked and felt sorry for her, so he let her sleep for another hour. Then he led more than a dozen aunts from the palace to help her dress up. They tried five or six hairstyles before deciding on one. Twenty or thirty sets of jeweled headgear were laid out one by one, each one was bright and colorful, and extremely beautiful. After trying fifteen sets of headgear, he finally decided on a set of gilded, beaded, and necklace-embellished headgear when Mu Yao was too tired to bear the heavy burden.

Mu Yao did her wedding makeup herself, using homemade rouge and powder, which contained the essence of chrysanthemum, making it more delicate and refreshing. Today, she changed her previous style and put on a layer of charming and enchanting heavy makeup.

As the night deepened, the house became as quiet as a haunting painting.

The door of the bridal chamber creaked open, and a pair of gold-threaded soap boots moved steadily in front of the beauty. A musky scent that did not belong here made Mu Yao suddenly open her bright eyes.

It's the smell of that man!

The delicate face under the red veil was gradually losing its color. This overbearing aura evoked the most horrifying fragment in her mind.

The slightly arched back of her hand revealed the uneasiness in her heart at the moment.

Seeing the beauty looking as if she was facing a formidable enemy, Han Qi chuckled softly, which sounded particularly creepy and cold to Mu Yao's ears.

"What do you want to do!" She moved back slowly in fear, raising her jade arm to pull out the phoenix hairpin from her hair.

As if he had seen through her thoughts, Han Qi pressed down on her, pinned her down on the wedding bed, and put his arms around her waist.

Han Qi buried his face deeply into the beautiful woman's jade neck, rubbing it upwards inch by inch until the red veil was torn off, revealing a stunning face that could overwhelm a country and break a million hearts. His mind went blank in an instant, and he stared in a daze.

Mu Yao's eyes narrowed suddenly, with murderous intent brewing in them. Taking advantage of Han Qi's momentary hesitation, she pulled out the golden hairpin and stabbed at his crown with all her strength, but he dodged it with his ghostly body movement.

Looking at the golden hairpin that had sunk into the bed, Han Qi's face instantly darkened. He grabbed Mu Yao's arms with one hand like a little rabbit and lifted them up high, and stretched out his other big hand to pull out all the golden hairpins and hairpins from her bun.

Three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

The enchanting face sparkled in the flickering candlelight, not like a real person.

Han Qi suppressed the heat in his lower abdomen, pulled the beauty into his arms, bit her earlobe gently, and said in a hoarse voice: "Follow me obediently."

"You lunatic, do you know what you are doing! Let me go!" Mu Yao's pretty face was filled with fear and anger, and she trembled as she tried to break free from the man's arms.

"What are you doing? I'm here to take my wife home." Han Qi said as if it was a matter of course, not feeling that there was anything wrong with it.

Mu Yao felt that the man in front of her was extremely annoying, challenging every nerve cell of hers all the time.

In a blink of an eye, she was brought to the courtyard, where seven or eight aunts and servants were lying all over the floor.

"You killed them?" Mu Yao looked at the devil in front of her in horror and burst into tears.

"She just fainted from the drug. But if you don't follow me back today, everyone here will die."

The man's mouth was filled with a bloodthirsty sneer, and his words, without a trace of warmth, instantly dispelled Mu Yao's thoughts of shouting for help.

Life is full of uncertainties. She suddenly felt that her marriage with Xu Qingcheng was extremely bumpy, as if they had to go through 81 difficulties to achieve the right result and be in the same boat.

Now that I'm being targeted by such a poisonous snake, my luck is so incredible.

"No, I can't go with you like this without knowing the reason. If you want to marry me, you have to find three matchmakers and six betrothals, and have a sedan chair carried by eight people. I have to register my property at the government office, and then I can get the dragon and phoenix invitation and be welcomed into the family." Mu Yao was furious. Seeing the big hand around her waist trying to take her away, she said quickly.

The red eyes under the mask flashed a cruel light, and in a moment, the four soft pieces were tightly pressed together. Han Qi did not give her any chance to breathe or speak, and a big hand pinched her cheek and fiercely declared his sovereignty.

Mu Yao just felt that this man was crazy, like a vicious wild dog, biting her mouth so hard that it hurt.

Tears flowed like pearls, running down her cheeks and into her mouth.

The salty taste hit Han Qi's heart. He licked his thin lips, looked down at the beauty in his arms, and said ferociously: "You still want to deceive me!"

A bony finger pressed heavily on her pink lips, and he lowered his eyes slightly, saying disdainfully: "My woman is not something that a mere third son of the Prime Minister's Mansion can dream of. I can only give you more, so you don't have to worry. As for the Dragon and Phoenix Letter - I am not from Dayun, and when I return, I will present it to you with both hands in a legitimate manner."

What! He is not from Dayun? Is he going to take me away from Dayun?

The overwhelming panic hit her heart hard. She fought against it with all her might.

The man's arm strength was amazing, as if it was an indestructible wall of steel.

A final struggle flashed across Mu Yao's eyes, and she stepped forward and bit his neck hard.

Han Qi didn't expect her to do this. The pain like a knife cutting forced him to instinctively loosen his arms and cover the wound.

The scarlet blood flowed down the lapels, looking strange and enchanting under the light of the candle.

Mu Yao desperately ran out of the garden. The masters who were hiding in secret saw that their master was bitten by his wife and stood there at a loss for a moment. It was not until Han Qi gave the order that they chased after him like a gust of wind.

After passing through several corridors, Mu Yao bumped into a thick embrace at the corner. She raised her eyes and looked at the person who came with a devastated look: "Uncle Tang, the people from the Bloodthirsty Pavilion want to arrest me."

Before she could finish her words, a fierce palm wind instantly separated Mu Yao and Tang Zhongjun.

In a flash, Tang Zhongjun pulled Mu Yao back behind him and looked at the six men in black hats in front of him with a serious expression.

A strong murderous aura emanated from their bodies, an aura of death that despised all living things.

Tang Zhongjun silently observed the movements around him. In addition to the six people who had already appeared, there were dozens of masters hiding in the dark.

With his strength, it would be a drop in the bucket. He suddenly raised his sleeves, and a cloud-piercing arrow resounded through the sky.

Han Qi was so angry that he didn't bother to stop the bleeding. He put on a black hat, jumped in front of Mu Yao, and raised his palm towards Tang Zhongjun.

The incident happened suddenly and Tang Zhongjun had no time to take action, so he had to endure it with his body.

Han Qi used 50% of his strength in this palm strike. Seeing that the opponent only retreated half a foot, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him seriously.

"Your Excellency has great Kung Fu." Han Qi praised without reservation. In the world today, there are only a handful of people who can take his palm firmly.

Tang Zhongjun suppressed the salty taste in his mouth and said with a faint smile: "The master of the Bloodthirsty Pavilion is worthy of his reputation."

It has been more than 40 years since he retired from the martial arts world and entered the Xu Mansion. Several decades of comfortable life have made his "Nine Ring Sword God" skills seem a lot less skilled.

The Yangtze River's waves behind push the waves ahead. This young man in front of me is so young, but his body movements are amazing. I am ashamed!

While they were talking, Xu Qingcheng and others rushed over.

At this time, he was already 80% sober, and the soft sword at his waist slashed towards Han Qi as fast as lightning. The sound of the sword was crisp and sonorous, cutting through the night sky.

Han Qi met the attack with empty hands, and attacked Xu Qingcheng with 80% of his palm wind, which made him retreat several feet in an instant.

Before he could stand firm, eight more black hats attacked from all sides. At the critical moment, Helian Yun and Xie Ci arrived to resolve the crisis.

Seeing that the Third Young Master was fine, Tang Zhongjun's heart, which had been hanging in his throat, instantly settled down. He held Mu Yao tightly and led her to evacuate.

Han Qi blew the whistle when he saw Mu Yao was about to leave.

In an instant, all the visitors from the Bloodthirsty Pavilion surrounded Xu's house.

Among the people attending the banquet today, there are more than a dozen children and more than a dozen noble ladies.

The sounds of fighting, crying, and groaning filled the entire Xu Mansion.

"Stop, stop!" Mu Yao screamed heartbreakingly, tears streaming freely on her overly bright face.

She had never hated someone so much before. Her pair of sharp eyes turned red and a violent storm gathered in her eyes.

At this time, Helian Yun had already stood up to face Han Qi. The two were evenly matched and the fight was difficult to decide. Tang Zhongjun was struggling to lead Mu Yao to break through the circle of more than 30 masters. The dozens of killers were worried about hurting his wife and did not dare to fight with all their strength. There was a stalemate for a while.

Xie Ci and many other men with decent martial arts skills tried their best to evacuate the guests. Fortunately, these assassins did not embarrass women and children, allowing Xie Ci and others to free themselves.

Seeing that Tang Zhongjun was unable to cope with the situation, Xu Qingcheng tried her best to break out of the encirclement and jumped into Mu Yao's circle. Mu Yao saw that he had multiple sword wounds, and bright red blood was gushing out from the wounds, seeping into the bright red wedding dress. She was furious and pulled off the pendant on her chest, took out the Gu Yuan Dan hidden at the end of the jade spoon and asked him to take it. This was a magical medicine for healing that she had extracted from 88 kinds of precious medicinal materials. It had the effect of quickly restoring blood and replenishing qi to heal injuries. Even if it was put in the 23rd century, it was an extremely rare precious medicine. It was one of the secret recipes passed down by the Ying family for generations.

The sword wound on Xu Qingcheng's body was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. He didn't care to be surprised, and protected Mu Yao tightly and rushed out of the siege. After Zhuo Wangshu got rid of the pincer attack of Xie Ci and Zhao Yu, he saw that the Lord was entangled, and he dodged and attacked Helian Yun, his sword energy was like a rainbow, and every move was fatal.

With Zhuo Wangshu's joining, Helian Yun was obviously unable to handle the situation alone and was soon stabbed several times.

Mu Yao saw the cold blade piercing into Helian Yun's abdomen, with blood dripping down the sword blade, splashing dazzling blood. She felt the blood in her body coagulate and her eyes were dead silent.

"No——! Helian Yun!"

The sharp and sorrowful cry disappeared into the night sky. Helian Qing, who was escorted outside the mansion, seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look at the crowd pouring out behind him.

"Dad, my eldest brother hasn't come out yet. I want to go find him."

Helian Zhongzheng grabbed her and said sternly: "You will only cause trouble if you go. Your elder brother is very skilled and can protect himself. Go back and call the palace soldiers!

Mu Yao's heart suddenly sank, and she shouted towards that direction: "If you dare to kill him, I will kill myself on the spot!"

As he finished speaking, the sounds of fighting around him gradually faded away.

Han Qi looked at Mu Yao with an unclear expression, raised his overly white hand, and said in an extremely gloomy voice: "Come here."

Xu Qingcheng's deep eyes stared at Mu Yao obscurely. While everyone was stunned, Mu Yao snatched the soft sword from Xu Qingcheng's hand and placed it across her slender neck.

Xu Qingcheng's heart seemed to have jumped out of her chest. Her whole body was stiff and she stared at Mu Yao in disbelief. She didn't dare to move a step, for fear of provoking her to do something stupid.

Han Qi stared at the woman in front of him lifelessly. There were too many unexpected things today, and he didn't like the feeling of being out of control.

The look he gave Helian Yun instantly became dangerous.

Finally, when a trace of blood oozed from Mu Yao's neck, Han Qi called a halt to the fight.

More than a hundred elite troops could not withstand the slightest damage suffered by the beauty.

Han Qi hated being threatened the most in his life, but today he - couldn't afford to take the risk!

Reinforcements were rushing to the Xu residence. Changdi Street was in chaos, filled with all kinds of shouts.

Han Qi weighed everything with a complicated expression and struggled internally for several times. Finally, he blew the flute unwillingly and left Xu's house.

Zhuo Wangshu coldly and ruthlessly pulled out the "Chi Xiao" from Helian Yun's body, then leaped into the night with a calm look in his eyes.

Mu Yao watched helplessly as the elegant and graceful person collapsed in front of her, and instantly lost seven points of her soul.

She rushed forward, put her trembling hand on his pulse, and shouted with a weak breath, "No one is allowed to touch him!"

Then she ran to the bridal chamber desperately and took out the pearl shoes hidden in the secret box. Among the eight pearls on the upper, there was one that contained the Ying family's treasure, the "Gui Shen Dan" given to her by her grandfather. Every child of the Ying family would have one at birth, and there was only one. As long as he had not died, the god of death could take his life away from him.

As the "Returning Spirit Pill" was taken, Helian Yun's vital signs were gradually strengthening. His handsome face, as pale as snow, was filled with a sense of brokenness. The scars of varying depths on his body made Mu Yao feel heartbroken. She regretted why she didn't make a few more Guyuan Pills.

Xu Qingcheng stood there staring at his wife's panicked figure, his eyes were deep and bottomless. A feeling of powerlessness filled his entire chest, and the raging fire had nowhere to vent.

The busy figures around him, the caring words of his parents, he turned a deaf ear to everything and was left with only a superficial restraint and forbearance.

The sound of the flute plays in the shadows of flowers, and the ground is filled with pale yellow moonlight.

The night returned to its former tranquility.

Helian Yun stayed in Xu's house to recover because of his serious injuries. After the doctor Wen examined him, he sighed that he was blessed with a good life.

Helian Juzheng, Shen Zhixue, Helian Qing and others rushed to Xu's house. Seeing Helian Yun lying on the bed and still not waking up, they were heartbroken. Shen Zhixue was the only son of him, and she burst into tears in grief. This made the eldest princess, Prime Minister Xu, and Li Taifu feel guilty. Especially Li Taifu, if it wasn't for protecting his daughter, Helian Yun wouldn't have to suffer this.

Mu Yao and Xu Qingcheng looked at everything in front of them with complicated expressions, especially Mu Yao, who was overwhelmed by the heavy sense of guilt and apology. She lowered her head deeply and faced everyone in the Helian family in silence.

Xu Qingcheng held her tightly in his arms, comforting her silently.

The night is long, and they have remembered the blood debt of the Bloodthirsty Pavilion!