Men are superior to women: the heartthrob in Yunqi

Everyone stopped fighting.

"Do you want to continue fighting?" Mu Yao put down her fists silently when she saw them looking at her absentmindedly.

"You don't want to fight anymore, right? Then we're leaving. You'll have to pay for the inn's expenses!" Mu Yao pointed at Ji Qinghe, and seeing that he was staring at her with a red face, she took the opportunity to pull Shen Chutang over and ran away.

The cold big hand covered Mu Yao's waist again, jumped up, and disappeared into the vast night.

Mu Yao clearly felt that the speed of flying was much faster than before. The whistling wind in her ears brought a burst of coolness, and she couldn't help but sneeze.

Shen Chutang slowed down upon seeing this, and landed steadily on a piece of green tile, and asked with concern: "Is it cold?" He looked around, all the lights in the houses had been turned off, and the streets were empty. If he wanted to buy some new clothes, he would have to wait a few more hours.

"It doesn't matter. Where are we going now?" Mu Yao shrugged her delicate nose and asked in a slightly nasal voice.

Shen Chutang suppressed his emotions, looked away, and replied, "There is a Shunfeng Inn to the east of Xianshui. The layout is pretty good. Why don't we stay there?"

Shunfeng Shunshui is a good name, and she is in need of it right now. She nodded and asked, "I wonder how long it will take to get there?"

"About half an hour." Shen Chutang replied with his eyes lowered.

When she thought about the long flight, Mu Yao couldn't help but back out. But she had no other place to go, and she couldn't ask him to take her to find Xie Ci in the middle of the night.

Shen Chutang stood against the wind, gazing at the dim sparks in the far east. His silver hair fluttered, as if a myriad of stars were dotted around him and the Milky Way was surrounding him.

The warmth on his palms and the fragrance lingering in his nose made him feel dazed.

The corner of his eyes fell clearly on Mu Yao. The beauty's black hair was like smoke, her face was like the morning glow, and her amber skirt fluttered in the wind, just like a rainbow that perfectly connected the sky and the earth, dazzling and brilliant as day. Her pair of autumn-water scissors eyes were full of light, and her slightly red, waking nose seemed to be telling of endless grievances, which made Shen Chutang curl his index finger slightly.

The discomfort in the nose made Mu Yao feel a little thirsty. She unconsciously stuck out the tip of her pink tongue and licked her dry red lips. Her slightly quickened breathing made her pair of white and plump breasts tremble up and down under the half-cover of her low-cut skirt.

Shen Chutang's mind exploded. The beauty's exquisite beauty, her frail appearance, her waist that could not be grasped with one hand, and her perfect curves wrapped in a veil all moved him. He slightly opened his thin lips, letting the cool breeze flow into his mouth, calming the ups and downs of his heart.

When the heat faded, he turned to Mu Yao and said softly, "It's cool at night. If you don't mind, you can hug me. This will keep you warm."

Apparently Mu Yao misunderstood his intentions, and instead of wrapping her arms around his waist, she opened her arms and hugged Shen Chutang's snow-white neck, but she didn't feel much warmth. The cold touch made her shiver, and she reached out to pull down a few strands of his black hair to cover the coldness tightly, and gently leaned against his face.

"Is this okay?" Mu Yao asked vaguely, holding up her unresponsive eyelids.

The warmth of her neck and the softness of her chest instantly made his cold body burn. His hands hanging on both sides were clenched little by little, slowly covering her waist, trying his best to restrain the urge to hug her tightly.

The strong scent of gardenia wrapped the two of them tightly together. Shen Chutang suppressed all his thoughts and jumped up, silently answering her words.

Mu Yao drowsily watched the buildings and streets slowly turning into tiny sesame seeds, and soon fell asleep.

Shen Chutang noticed that the delicate body of the person in his arms had completely softened, so he tightened the strength in his hands, held her tightly in his arms, and increased his speed in the air.

From afar, the two figures overlapped, as if a meteor streaked across the sky, leaving a beautiful arc.

In less than half an hour, they arrived at the Shunfeng Inn. Due to running in a hurry, Mu Yao's hair fell on the Qishiju, and Shen Chutang had to pull a piece of his robe to cover his beautiful face.

It was already past the hour of Yin, and the clerk at the counter was surprised that someone was still checking in at this hour. He couldn't help but look at Shen Chutang a few more times, and when he saw him holding a lady with her face covered, a look of alertness immediately appeared in his eyes. This forced Shen Chutang to call only one room and lie that they were husband and wife.

The person in his arms was sleeping soundly. Shen Chutang carefully put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and sat beside her, gazing at her peerless face.

Suddenly, she saw a few strands of hair falling on her cheeks. Shen Chutang stretched out a bony finger and sank it into her hair to carefully tuck it behind her ear. His eyes fell on the fiery red coral earring, and he touched it gently as if possessed by a ghost.

The cold touch made Mu Yao frown slightly and she uttered a low whimper of protest, which instantly brought Shen Chutang back to his senses.

He raised a doting smile and stood up to the window. Everything that happened tonight was like a dream. Looking up at the sky, the moon had gradually moved to the east, showing the shape of a new moon. Thinking of the detoxification method that the beauty told him, he couldn't help but feel a little more trust and expectation in his heart.

In "Qishiju", Ji Qinghe was surrounded tightly by the Beiming Imperial Guards in three layers inside and outside.

General Zhao Yu of the Cavalry Army was in a fierce confrontation with these uninvited guests.

"What does the leader of the Southern Xinjiang Lieyan Ji want?" He questioned in an extremely unhappy tone. In the middle of the night, he was told that someone was causing trouble in "Qishiju". He ran over to see that it was a group of Southern Xinjiang barbarians! If the emperor hadn't intended to recruit them, he would have chopped them down with his sword!

Everyone in the Xianshui elite circle knows that this is the territory of the national teacher! Now it has been messed up and is in a mess. It will not be open for business for at least three days. When I think of this, I feel unlucky.

He exhaled a breath and then said: "Alliance Master Ji, don't you want to tell me the whole story?" Seeing that he had committed a crime but was still keeping silent and pretending to be bad, Zhao Yu could not help but tighten the sword in his hand.

Ji Qinghe still hadn't recovered from the shocking glimpse. Lin Chen reminded him secretly, "Master, it's General Zhao Yu of the Northern Ming Cavalry."

With a "bang", Lin Chen's body was kicked away like a kite with a broken string, and fell into the pile of broken stamped stones.

"Idiot!" Ji Qinghe's handsome face was almost distorted with anger. If it weren't for these two idiots, he wouldn't have left such a bad impression in front of the beauty. He is 28 years old this year and has not yet married. The women in southern Xinjiang are all dark, with small eyes, flat noses, and strong backs. They are not even half as pretty as the one just now!

It's a pity that she escaped. He didn't have time to tangle with Zhao Yu. He immediately changed his expression, bowed his hands and apologized: "General Zhao, it's a misunderstanding. My two subordinates drank too much and got into trouble while drunk. I hope you can forgive me. I will compensate for all the losses here. General, just ask. Our emperor will arrive in Xianshui soon to discuss joint military affairs with your country. I believe that there will be more opportunities to meet with you in the future."

Zhao Yu was slightly surprised to see Ji Qinghe so easy to talk to. This was seriously inconsistent with his image in the rumors, and he couldn't help but secretly look at him twice. Since the conversation had come to this point, even the emperor of Southern Xinjiang had been brought up, it was not good to not give him face, so he suppressed his anger, said a few polite words, and asked the inn to check the number. Unexpectedly, Ji Qinghe did not hesitate at all, and asked someone to pay the compensation on the spot, and took the initiative to cover the room fees for everyone in the inn today to show his sincerity, which made Zhao Yu lose his temper.

Watching the group of people leaving in a hurry, he called Jiang Ping to ask him about what happened in detail.

Jiang Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead and excitedly recounted his experience of meeting the Queen Mother of the West.

Zhao Yu pondered his description. Why did she sound so much like the Third Young Master's Wife of the Prime Minister's Mansion? He was also present at the wedding that day and had seen Mu Yao's true face.

But on second thought, it seems unlikely. Why would the third young master's wife come to their Beiming alone?

"How does she look compared to Si family's eldest daughter Si Jialuo?" Zhao Yu asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

Si Jialuo is the most beautiful woman in Beiming. She is so beautiful that she can shame the moon and the flowers. She is recognized as a great beauty in the country. Her beauty is well-known to everyone and resounds throughout the country.

"Ms. Si is far inferior to her." Jiang Ping replied truthfully. In his heart, Si Jialuo was a fairy, and the lady he met today was a true fairy.

Zhao Yu's breathing quickened when he heard this, and he hurried to the Imperial Master's residence.

Ji Qinghe and others left the inn and found several nearby inns to stay in.

After today's separation, he didn't know when he would see her again. Right now, he had more important things to do. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but clench the gray and white veil in his hand.

At 4 p.m. the next day, the setting sun and the lone wild goose flew away together.

Mu Yao woke up from her hunger and opened her sleepy eyes. What caught her eye was an exquisite peony relief.

She stood up with her aching body and glanced at the unfamiliar room. Yesterday's scenes flashed through her mind. She suddenly touched her collar and felt her half-exposed plump breasts. Only then did she remember that she was wearing the amber Bei Ming skirt.

She hurriedly put on her embroidered shoes, jumped in front of the gilded mirror beside her, and her face blushed instantly.

Oh my god! She came here yesterday with Shen Chutang in her arms?

Without the veil to block her, her curvaceous figure and white, shiny skin were clearly visible. Coupled with her affectionate eyes and her long black hair falling loosely on her shoulders, she looked lazy, charming and captivating.

A blush crept up her cheeks, and her white collarbone and half of her chest were also stained with a faint pink.

I'm so tired!

She covered her face with her hands, the embarrassment of social embarrassment almost made her burst into tears.

Mu Yao now only hopes that Shen Chutang will not have any misunderstandings and will not have any inappropriate thoughts.

The room was empty, and the air was filled with the faint scent of apricot blossoms. Mu Yao looked around and walked to a long table against the wall. A stick of incense was lit on it. Next to it were three sets of women's skirts and three veils of different colors neatly placed. Even the matching jewelry was placed in a fine gold-threaded nanmu box. Looking to the right, there was a small wooden cabinet about two feet high. When it was opened, there were three layers of exquisite embroidered shoes from top to bottom. Different flower shapes were outlined on the surface with gold and silver threads. One pair of embroidered shoes was inlaid with six sea pearls the size of a thumbnail.

Is this... for me?

Mu Yao picked up a red dress and gently shook it open. It was still a low-cut skirt, but it had a collar added to the chest. Although it didn't look very fitting, it was to her liking.

She changed into a new dress and took out a pair of pearl and gold hook earrings to reinforce the lapels. The flaws at the seams of the collar were instantly well covered up, and the overall effect of the dress was improved a lot.

She tied her hair into a flower-bud bun, chose a gold hairband to wrap it up, put on a pair of gold earrings in the shape of magnolia flowers, and looked in the mirror, sparkling and radiant.

When she was about to take out the pair of pearl and gold embroidered shoes, she suddenly found that there was a compartment at the bottom of the small wooden cabinet. Inside was a box of fine rouge and a delicate black ink brush. This instantly ignited Mu Yao's love for beauty.

The last time I dressed up carefully was on my wedding day.

Suddenly, she opened the small rouge box - it was the flower dew rouge. She remembered that she had used this rouge on her wedding day.

After a simple combing and washing, she lightly applied a layer of rouge on her cheeks, and her jade-like fingertips stroked across her red lips, making her look even more delicate and radiant.

Lifting the pen to brush across the eyebrows, a pair of almond-shaped eyes made look as transparent as black crystal. Her beautiful eyes looked around, and she was moving even without words.

After finishing her makeup, she suddenly saw a piece of green gauze floating in the corner of the mirror. She turned around suddenly and saw Shen Chutang standing in front of the table with a lunch box in his hand, staring at her seriously.

The moment their eyes met, Mu Yao just wanted to find a pillar and bang her head against it to death!

She looked away in panic and pretended to look away calmly.

Shen Chutang half-lowered his eyes and said calmly: "I don't know your taste, so I picked and ordered some of the special dishes here." After that, he slowly opened the food box and carefully placed the exquisite meals on the table.

Looking at the table full of delicious food, Mu Yao suppressed her embarrassment and stepped forward to help place the dishes and chopsticks.

"Master Shen has a very good taste. The clothes he chose are fashionable and elegant, both decent and gorgeous. He also carefully added lapels and prepared rouge and powder. This is the first time I have met a man with such a delicate mind. This time, thanks to Master Shen, I will definitely thank you a lot when I reunite with my family." Mu Yao tried to open the topic.

Shen Chutang paused, then said with a smile: "Ms. Mu, you are too polite. You have diagnosed my pulse and treated my injuries, so these yellow and white things are nothing to me. Try this three-shred shark fin dish, which is a must-order dish here." As he spoke, he picked up a piece of shark fin with chopsticks and put it in the bowl for her.

The woman in front of him was neither arrogant nor proud, and she was not stingy in praising him. She was not afraid of a strong enemy, and she was brave and agile. She was also pretty... Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tighten the jade chopsticks in his hand, his eyes flickered slightly, and he asked tentatively: "I don't know where Miss Mu's home is. I have nothing to do. Do you need me to take you back?"

Mu Yao swallowed the three strands of silk in her mouth, raised her beautiful face, and said with soft eyes: "Thank you, Mr. Shen. Please take me to the Imperial Master's residence later." After repeated consideration, she decided to tell him where she was going. After all, the journey was not safe. If she met Wei Wushang again, she would be doomed.

"Ms. Mu, do you know Xie Ci?" Shen Chutang changed the subject and asked in surprise.