Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

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Li Huaiqing always remained calm regarding Mo Jingchun's comings and goings.

When Li Huaiqing woke up in the morning, he heard the rustling of silver jewelry and was not surprised to find Mo Jingchun.

He was like a humble and submissive little husband. He brought a basin of hot water into the room and diligently helped Lou Xiao to wash up.

At that time, he propped himself up and sat up. The room was full of the scent that belonged to him and her.

There is a bit of inexplicable ambiguity.

Like every loving couple when they wake up in the morning, he could still lean on the backrest and admire her smiling at him after she puts on her makeup in the mirror.

The scene at this moment was just as he imagined. Lou Xiao sat by the window with her head tilted to one side, her fingertips moving quickly through her black hair in front of the mirror, braiding a long and thick braid that fell behind her waist without any aesthetic appeal.

Without the brocade clothes, hairpins, and affectionate eyes, he didn't have more time to daydream.

It was really neat and tidy, ruining Li Huaiqing's beautiful imagination.

She noticed Li Huaiqing standing up and glanced at him, puzzled by his strange look.

Then she was also confused about what Mo Jingchun did, but she did not stop him. She wanted to see what he would do next.

Mo Jingchun had a vibrant look on his face. No one knew where he had rested after being driven out by Lou Xiao last night, but he didn't look tired at all.

I don't know where she learned this humble attitude, but her flattery was just right, yet not annoying. It reminded Lou Xiao of the palace maids around her senior sister, who seemed to have received strict training.

He stirred the handkerchief and tried to wipe her face, but Lou Xiao turned her head away.

Mo Jingchun was not embarrassed at all when his hand fell empty. He threw the handkerchief back into the hot water to stir it.

Li Huaiqing saw everything, straightened his inner garment, lowered his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth as if he was mocking.

"...I can do it myself." Even though Lou Xiao had lived in the capital and enjoyed great wealth, she had never been served like this.

Mo Jingchun had never behaved like this before. What had provoked him now?

She grabbed the hot towel with one hand, and felt uncomfortable being looked at by Mo Jingchun with a certain expectation.

She simply carried the hot water out to the courtyard, away from him, leaving space for Li Huaiqing to get up.

To avoid embarrassment to each other.

There were only two men left in the room, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet for a moment.

Mo Jingchun did not shamelessly chase after Lou Xiao, but turned around and glanced at Li Huaiqing.

Li Huaiqing never took him seriously. She stood up to meet his gaze, her tall figure slender. She said nothing but it was obvious that she looked down on him.

Mo Jingchun was unhappy with his master's behavior. Who did he think he was?

If he really wanted to win her heart, how could she allow him, Mo Jingchun, to sneak into the house?

Besides, last night...

Mo Jingchun thought she was deliberately indulging him. The slap she gave him on the face was neither too heavy nor too light, like a caress.

He has confidence in himself. Even if she hasn't fallen in love with him yet, she must have been moved by him.

And this man——

"I just arrived last night, I don't know if I woke you up." Mo Jingchun asked tentatively, not missing any trace of Li Huaiqing's expression.

"Nice to meet you." Li Huaiqing nodded perfunctorily and did not respond, as if he did not care about his entanglement with Lou Xiao at all.

Mo Jingchun was anxious, "I heard that you are a wife and husband... I have never seen a wife and husband with such shallow feelings as you, how could she be willing to marry you."

He was like a shameless third party, trying to provoke Li Huaiqing's anger, "She deserves better, don't you think?"

Li Huaiqing didn't get angry but laughed instead. He had never seen Mo Jingchun have much hostility towards him before, so how did this come about?

Why does he think he is better?

Appearance? Or family background?

How could she be attracted to a vagrant who has nothing but a face and is so dirty?

He pushed the hair on his chest back to his shoulders and stretched out his right hand as if to invite you. "I won't stop you."

This is tacitly acknowledging that he can do whatever he wants, or that he has enough confidence that Mo Jingchun will not make any waves.

Mo Jingchun was surprised for a moment, then puzzled.

He straightened his face and asked, "Are you really a wife and husband?"

How could anyone allow someone else to seduce their significant other without stopping them?

Li Huaiqing slowly walked to the table. With no one to serve him, he picked up the coarse porcelain cup on the table. There was only half a bowl of cold water in it.

He frowned slightly without being pretentious, took a sip to wake himself up, and said slowly, "Yes, are you willing to give up her?"

Mo Jingchun said flatly, "Of course not."

"You are a knight with great martial arts skills. How can I stop you?" Li Huaiqing raised his eyes and saw Ai Ying approaching. Mo Jingchun also turned his attention to the newcomer and was a little afraid of Ai Ying.

In Mo Jingchun's eyes, Ai Ying was Li Huaiqing's loyal subordinate, and if he wanted to, he would definitely be able to stop him.

But from beginning to end, he approached her several times without much hindrance. He could feel that Ai Ying was somewhat wary of him, but she always suppressed it.

The relationship between them is really strange.

If they were all hers, then it shouldn't be difficult for him to join them.

What’s the harm in having one more man? He won’t ask for any status.

Thinking of this, Mo Jingchun turned around and left in the morning light without saying hello. Without even thinking, one could tell that he was going to look for Lou Xiao.

Ai Ying stood beside Li Huaiqing with disapproval. He didn't have the tact to serve Li Huaiqing, no matter whether he drank hot tea or cold water.

"Why is he here again? I thought I had gotten rid of him."

Mo Jingchun sneaked in late at night and didn't believe that those people with great martial arts skills didn't notice it. It was just that Lou Xiao didn't say anything and pretended not to know.

Li Huaiqing drank the cold water, cleared his throat and said, "That's her business. Why should you and I care?"

With Lou Xiao's face, it's not surprising that she can attract men's attention. It would be strange if she could fall in love with such a talent.

Even if he really won her favor, how could the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion allow a person from the martial arts world to enter the mansion?

No matter what, he is nothing.

Ai Ying knew that what Li Huaiqing said was right, but he still didn't like Mo Jingchun.

It was hard to tell whether it was because of those slight jealousies that he could cling to her so shamelessly and shamelessly.

Although he was an old acquaintance of hers, he felt inferior about his current appearance and did not dare to recognize her.

She doesn't seem to dislike Mo Jingchun. Is it because he is good-looking?

Everyone in the world cares about appearance, and even she is no exception.

The half of Ai Ying's face that was covered was itchy. The scars hidden there were never seen, but they always reminded him at certain times.

He had long lost the looks he once was so proud of.

This is also the reason why he was reluctant to recognize her.

He was afraid to see the disappointment and disgust on her face, he would rather she forget him——

How can I expect a nobody in the desert to remember her?

Ai Ying, immersed in his own thoughts, looked lonely. Li Huaiqing looked at him thoughtfully.

I can't help but become more curious about Lou Xiao's growth trajectory.

How did she grow up and how did she meet Ai Ying?

What secrets does she have? Why has everything in her past been deliberately hidden?