Travel through the heavens

Fang Muye gently placed Gu Yueqing on the bed covered with a bright red mandarin duck quilt. Seeing that her hair was disheveled and her eyes were watery but contained pain, he said in a gentle voice, "Your internal organs have been shaken and your meridians have been damaged. I will use my true energy to guide and regulate you and heal your injuries."

Gu Yueqing was in a state of turmoil, feeling both shocked and puzzled by his extraordinary skills, as well as shy and excited as he held her in his arms. Upon hearing this, she simply hummed softly and closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fang Muye took Gu Yueqing's hands and placed them palm to palm. His pure and gentle true energy flowed into her body like a gentle stream, nourishing and repairing her damaged meridians and internal organs.

Gu Yueqing felt a warm current flowing through her limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, the intense pain gradually subsided, and an indescribable feeling of comfort spread through her. She couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief.

She secretly opened her eyes and saw that Fang Muye's expression was focused and his eyes were clear, without any impure thoughts. Her heart warmed, but then she felt shy and quickly closed her eyes again.

After about half an incense stick's time, Fang Muye slowly finished his practice.

Gu Yueqing felt that the last trace of pain in her chest and abdomen had dissipated, her blood and qi circulated smoothly and without obstruction, her face regained its former rosy glow, and because of the nourishment of true qi, the spirit in her eyes became even brighter.

She sat up slightly, pretending to straighten her clothes, and stole a glance at Fang Muye. She saw him smiling at her with gentle and clear eyes, and her ears burned. She lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you... thank you, my husband."

This time, when she uttered "husband," there was still a hint of shyness, but it was more sincere and heartfelt than before.

Fang Muye knew that she must have a thousand doubts in her heart, so he took her hand and said gently, "Yueqing, now that we are husband and wife, we will share joys and sorrows. There is no need to be so polite."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "As for my martial arts skills, it was all by chance, acquired through a fortuitous encounter many years ago. The details are too complex to explain in a few words; I'll tell you about them in detail another time, shall I?"

Hearing his earnest words, Gu Yueqing looked up and saw his sincere gaze. Most of her doubts disappeared. She remembered how he had just turned the tide and saved her and everyone in the mansion, and how carefully he had treated her injuries. All her questions turned into tenderness.

She gently took his hand in hers and whispered, "Okay."

Fang Muye carefully examined her face and asked with concern, "Are you still feeling unwell?"

Gu Yueqing shook her head slightly: "It's completely fine now."

Upon hearing this, Fang Muye's eyes flashed with a faint hint of mockery, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "In that case, shall we continue?"

Gu Yueqing was stunned for a moment, then realized the deeper meaning in his words. In an instant, her cheeks flushed as if she were drunk, and even her white jade earlobes and slender neck were tinged with the color of the sunset.

She was so embarrassed that she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to meet Fang Muye's gaze, but she did not pull her hand away from his grasp.

Although Gu Yueqing did not respond, her shy demeanor and the tender affection in her eyes spoke volumes.

A pair of red candles on the table were burning brightly, their flickering light illuminating the shadows of two people.

Outside the window, the night was as dark as ink, but inside, it was warm and cozy, and spring was quietly in full bloom.

The next day.

Last night, the area around the General's Mansion was first rocked by a loud rumble, followed by a sudden clap of thunder that illuminated half the night sky. While the people in the city could not see what was happening, residents in the nearby streets and alleys heard some of the commotion.

Furthermore, after dawn, the broken gate of the General's Mansion, the mess in the front yard, and the scene of craftsmen repairing it could not be concealed. Some whispers also came from the family members of the Zhenfu Division Captain. In just half a day, all sorts of rumors had spread among the people of Anping City.

Some firmly believed in General Gu's divine power, claiming with certainty that General Gu used Taoist thunder magic to personally slay a tiger demon that had cultivated for hundreds of years; others attached themselves to supernatural beings, swearing that Heaven, moved by General Gu's virtue in protecting the people, sent down divine thunder from the heavens to help him eliminate the demon; still others were eloquent, adding fuel to the fire, describing it as if they had personally witnessed a god wielding a sword and a thunder dragon descending to earth, with a plot full of twists and turns that amazed people.

In an instant, the already renowned General's Mansion seemed to gain an additional mysterious and majestic aura, inspiring both awe and reverence.

Amidst the city's murmurs, two fine horses, their hooves clattering softly, passed through the city gate and entered the city at a leisurely pace.

One of the white horses was carried by a woman who was about twenty years old. She was dressed in a light blue silk outfit, with a moon-white cloak over it, a phoenix belt around her waist, and a long sword with an ancient scabbard hanging from it.

Looking closer at her appearance, she truly had beautiful features and skin as white as snow. In particular, her eyes were like autumn waters shrouded in mist, clear and bright. With each glance, she possessed the gentle elegance of a lady from a noble family, yet also the heroic spirit of a wandering swordsman.

Her long, black hair cascaded down her back, held in place only by a single white jade hairpin, the rest falling over her shoulders, making her face appear even more beautiful and refined.

Riding beside her on a chestnut horse was a young girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. She wore a light red brocade blouse with arrow-sleeved sleeves, a matching belt, and small boots.

This woman's appearance was five or six parts similar to the previous woman, but she was more charming and lively. Her face was like a lotus flower just blooming, with bright eyes and white teeth, a delicate nose and cherry lips. Her eyes were full of spirit when they moved, and when she smiled before she spoke, dimples appeared on her cheeks, revealing a kind of innocent and fearless vitality.

Her hair was tied into a neat high ponytail, finished with a gold ring and red tassel, swaying gently with the rise and fall of the horse, adding to her dashing appearance.

The two walked side by side, their graceful figures and radiant spirits attracting the attention of passersby.

They seemed quite familiar with Anping City and headed straight for the garrison general's residence.

The traces of last night's fierce battle at the General's Mansion have not yet been completely cleared, and craftsmen are still carrying out repairs.

Despite the harrowing night, the guards at the gate remained alert and stood ramrod straight.

Suddenly, two riders approached the gate. Upon closer inspection, their faces lit up with joy. Before the riders could speak, they clasped their hands in a fist and bowed, saying loudly, "So it's Miss Fu and Miss Fu! Please come in!"

Most of the guards and servants in the manor recognized the two young ladies of the Fu family who were as close as blood relatives to their general. At this moment, they all paid their respects, some leading the horses, and others rushing inside to report.

The Fu sisters gracefully dismounted, their movements swift and agile.

The older woman in blue glanced at the gate under repair, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. She asked, "What happened to the mansion? Why is it so damaged?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, and her tone was filled with obvious concern.

"Miss Fu, this is a long story. Last night..."

In the backyard, Fang Muyi and Gu Yueqing sat facing each other at a stone table.

Last night, Gu Yueqing was able to rest peacefully after Fang Muye regulated her internal energy. Her injuries had long since healed, and her complexion was now rosy. The sharpness and sternness in her eyes had faded, replaced by a gentle and charming beauty after her first sexual experience. The shyness and emotions that she inadvertently revealed when her eyes turned were captivating.

Having shared life and death and been intimately close last night, the initial awkwardness and formality between the two had completely melted away. Now, sitting opposite each other, they did not say much, but they seemed more natural and intimate than ever.

Suddenly, a series of slightly hurried footsteps came from under the eaves. A maid rushed over and said with a happy expression, "General, Miss Qingfeng and Miss Yuechi have arrived."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yueqing was taken aback at first, then her eyes lit up with a bright light, her joy overflowing. She immediately stood up and said, "Qingfeng and Yuechi, they've finally arrived!"

She looked at Fang Muye with a bright smile and explained, "Qingfeng and Yuechi are my two best friends. Their father, Uncle Fu, is a close friend of my father. The three of us grew up together and are like sisters. It was originally agreed that they would come to my wedding, but for some reason they were two days late."

When she mentioned the words "attending the ceremony," her cheeks flushed slightly. Thinking back to the fact that the ceremony had truly been completed last night, she felt both shy and sweet.

Fang Muye also stood up and said with a gentle smile, "Since you are my wife's sworn sister and close friend who has come from afar, I should personally go and welcome you."

The two then headed towards the front courtyard.

Just as they turned a corner and before even stepping into the front courtyard, they saw two graceful figures walking towards them, looking as if they were at home, completely at ease.

Seeing the two women's appearances and recalling the names Gu Yueqing had mentioned earlier, Fang Muye couldn't help but feel a slight stirring in his heart.

Could it be them?