Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 142 Thank you
Zhao Wumian, Su Qingqi and Luo Xiangzhu left Xinzhou at dawn.

It is impossible to lure the snake out of its hole without any risk. Zhao Wumian asked his cheap senior sister for her opinion, but her eyes were flickering and she looked excited, as if she couldn't wait to show her skills as soon as possible.

They were naturally excited. Whether it was Luo Xiangzhu or Luo Chaoyan, the two sisters were extremely curious about this kind of martial arts experience because of their royal status.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhao Wumian asked on the way.

Luo Xiangzhu was sitting behind Su Qingqi, riding the same horse with her. She shook her head slightly when she heard the words, then frowned slightly, looking a little distressed... She wanted to write to communicate with Zhao Wumian, but this posture was obviously inconvenient.

Zhao Wumian thought about it, then grabbed the reins with one hand, raised the other hand, pointed at Luo Xiangzhu, then clenched his fist, extended his thumb, and then bent his thumb again.

Luo Xiangzhu tilted his head and looked at him with a confused expression.

Zhao Wumian said: "Make a fist and bend your thumb. This means 'thank you'."

Luo Xiangzhu seemed even more confused.

"It's too troublesome to communicate by writing all the time... Let me teach you sign language, it will be more convenient. When you return to Yanyun in the future, you can also teach sign language to your maids and guards."

Hearing this, Luo Xiangzhu was slightly stunned and looked at Zhao Wumian in surprise.

Su Qingqi tilted her head and looked at him, a little surprised, "Young Master, you can also communicate with your hands?"

"I can't say I know it all, but I know a little bit about it." Zhao Wumian recalled his not-so-large 'sign language reserves'.

He only knew some common sense, and from then on, he would have to make it up on the spot.

He then asked: "Is there no language created for the mute in this world? Can we only communicate by writing like Senior Sister Xiangzhu?"

"Hmm... I'm not sure. I don't think so. No one is so idle as to create a language specifically for the mute." Su Qingqi was even more surprised. "So this way of communication was just thought up by you, sir?"

"I didn't create it, I just vaguely remember it." Zhao Wumian pointed to his temple, indicating that he had lost his memory. He then looked at Luo Xiangzhu and asked, "How is it?"

Luo Xiangzhu came back to her senses from her daze at this moment. She pursed her pink lips gently, looked deeply at Zhao Wumian, hesitated for a moment, and then stretched out her jade finger, pointed at Zhao Wumian, clenched her fist, and bent her thumb.

Zhao Wumian smiled and told the story in detail, explaining every detail to Luo Xiangzhu. "Pointing at me only means 'you', not thank you. However, these two gestures are often used together, so there is no difference."

Luo Xiangzhu pointed at Zhao Wumian again, making a 'thank you' gesture.

"This posture is relatively simple. You only need to practice it once or twice. You don't have to do it all the time." Zhao Wumian waved his hand slightly, then pointed at Luo Xiangzhu, put his hands together, pointed at himself, and finally clenched both hands into fists and extended his thumbs to touch them.

He patiently said word by word: "You. And. Me. Friends."

After that, he looked at Luo Xiangzhu, "Putting your hands together means 'and', and the last one means 'friend', isn't it easy?"

Luo Xiangzhu lowered her eyebrows and was silent for a moment, then raised her little face, raised one hand, and made a "thank you" gesture to Zhao Wumian again.

"No, no, no, it's not like that..." Before Zhao Wumian could finish his words, he saw Su Qingqi making a 'you and me, friends' gesture to him, so he quickly turned his head to look at Su Qingqi.

"We are not friends. You can't make such gestures to me."

Su Qingqi covered her mouth and chuckled, saying playfully: "Then what are we? Teach me."

Zhao Wumian was in a dilemma... He was not mute, he just knew a few common gestures. How would he know words like "girlfriend" and "husband and wife"?

"Let me recall it. Anyway, don't do this."

"Okay, okay." Su Qingqi's smile became brighter.

Luo Xiangzhu sat behind Su Qingqi, looking at the two people talking happily, and a thought that she had given up hope on since she was eight years old emerged in her heart... If only she could speak.

This way I can say "thank you" to Zhao Wumian in person.

On the other hand, in the early morning, not long after Zhao Wumian and others left Xinzhou City, a convoy slowly moved out of the city gate and headed south.

The convoy was surrounded by men on horseback, all with swords on their waists, and the word "Pu" was printed on the carriage.

In the middle were several carriages. The curtain of one of them was slightly lifted. It was Mrs. Cheng, whose husband had gone to the border to resist the Rong tribe.

Madam Cheng opened the curtain, looked up at the sky, and then asked, "Captain Escort, how long will it take to get to Puzhou?"

"Madam is in a hurry?"

"Yes, there are some. My husband's letter may have arrived, and I am afraid I will be late."

"Haha, Madam is also from Puzhou. You know that the reputation of our Puzhou Escort Agency is just two words, 'fast' and 'stable'. Madam, please relax. It's only a hundred miles and it will take less than half a month..."

Before the escort leader could finish his boasting, they heard the sound of horse hooves behind them, which startled them so much that they quickly turned around to look.

"The Four Major Sects!?"

"Xiao Xitian, Jianzong, Guixuan Valley, Wujitian... They left the city in such a commotion, but what clues did they find about Benwotang?"

"It should be. These days, the righteous faction has been discussing the encirclement and suppression of the Benwo Hall."

As they spoke, the group of escorts made way, and amidst the fluttering snowflakes, nearly a hundred righteous disciples rode their horses and headed west.

The three people in the lead were Mu Lier, Master Xuan Cang and Qi Yanlin.

The horses of the righteous disciples were not ordinary ones and soon disappeared from the sight of the escorts. However, the escorts still raised their heads and looked at their horses' butts with envy in their eyes.

"Riding a horse and slaying demons, how majestic."

It was also the first time that Madam Cheng saw so many upright disciples. She opened the curtain, got off the carriage and stopped to look around.

After these righteous disciples completely disappeared over the horizon, the escorts put away their envy, but they saw two dusty men riding horses towards them in the distance.

Only when they got closer could I see the Taoist robes they were wearing.

"The Taoist priest from Wugong Mountain has also come to Jin!? Judging from the direction, could it be that they are in the same group as the righteous sects and are going to wipe out Benwotang?"

The escort leader sounded surprised. Wugong Mountain is the state religion, so the Taoists of Wugong Mountain are naturally more court-like in the martial arts world... They can even be said to be the court's lackeys.

Usually when Taoist priests came down the mountain, they mostly had a mission... For example, to arrest a thief on the evil list or something like that, so when people in the martial arts world saw the Taoist priests from Wugong Mountain, most of them treated them the same as seeing a constable from the Detective Department.

When they got closer, I found that they were two Taoists, one old and one young. The old Taoist had an immortal look and extraordinary bearing, and his Taoist robe was more complicated in style. The younger one looked tired and was even dozing off on the horse's back.

When the two Taoists saw the escort company's convoy, they reined in their horses and the horses under them immediately gasped for breath, with white steam coming out of their bodies. Even from a distance, the escort leader could hear the horses' heartbeats like drums. It was estimated that the two Taoists had been traveling day and night without stopping for a moment, and if they continued to run, the two horses they were riding would probably be exhausted to death.

The young Taoist priest looked tired and bowed slightly to the escort leader, "May I ask you, my good men, how do I get to the mountain outside the building?"

"Louwai Mountain... northeast of Hequ, less than a hundred miles along the official road." The escort leader answered honestly.

"Thank you." The young Taoist threw a silver ingot and was about to ride away, but the old Taoist held the reins tightly and cast his eyes on Mrs. Cheng.

Madam Cheng looked confused, but she looked at the old Taoist priest and said, "Madam...are you pregnant?"

Mrs. Cheng was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that this could be seen. She had been pregnant for more than three months, and she didn't want her baby to be fatherless as soon as it was born, so she was so anxious that she even went to the border in person to confirm Cheng Dalei's death.

She nodded, "May I ask if the Taoist priest wants to..."

The old Taoist stroked his beard slightly, smiling, "But do you need me to tell fortunes for you and your daughter? If you don't mind, it's okay to give you a name."

The young Taoist priest immediately realized that his uncle was addicted to fortune-telling. He liked to tell fortunes all his life, but he had one principle... he would not count himself.

Because as long as it involves oneself, this hexagram is bound to fail...it's also quite metaphysical.

Mrs. Cheng has never believed in Taoist fortune-telling, and has always suspected that it is not very credible. However, since there is this opportunity, there is no harm in having it told.

After asking about the man's life, the old Taoist priest took out three copper coins from his sleeve, held them in his palm, muttered to himself for a moment, and threw them down casually, while his other hand held them firmly. Strictly speaking, the coins should have fallen to the ground, but the old Taoist priest had been practicing for so many years that he had already reached the state of following the laws of nature and making predictions as he pleased.

He looked at the front and back of the coin, shook it six times in total, and then smiled, "Work hard all day and be vigilant at night, and there will be no trouble... a good omen, mother and child will be safe."

Madam Cheng smiled, but she didn't really believe it in her heart. However, she thought of her benefactor and her husband, so she wanted to tell fortunes for them as well, so she asked, "Thank you, Taoist priest... I would like to tell fortunes for them as well, but will it bother you?"

"No problem." The old Taoist priest was in a good mood. "Just tell me your birth date."

Mrs. Cheng was in trouble because she didn't even know the name of her benefactor.

The old Taoist priest saw her distress and said, "What he did recently, what he said... this information can also be counted."

Mrs. Cheng was delighted and told the truth about everything she knew about Zhao Wumian.

"All the people in the world who care about others are anonymous..." The old Taoist priest tossed three copper coins lightly, shook his head and laughed, "People from the underworld."

After saying this, he gently threw the coin, and then caught it with his other hand as usual, but the coin slipped through his fingers, and all three coins fell off the horse and into the snow.

The young Taoist priest was slightly stunned, "Failed... How is it possible!?"

With the old Taoist's martial arts skills, it was impossible for him to not be able to catch three copper coins...but he just couldn't catch them.

The old Taoist priest's smiling face slowly faded and became calm. He lowered his eyes to look at the three copper coins falling on the snow, and his eyes flashed slightly.

"Master?" Mrs. Cheng looked at him blankly.

The old Taoist priest calmly withdrew his gaze, was silent for a moment, and then said: "This hexagram is not a failure. It contains chapters and can be loyal. It may be used to serve the king. It will not succeed but will have an end... It is also a good hexagram."

The young Taoist priest got off his horse, picked up the copper coin, and also read his fortune. Then he said, "If you jump into the abyss, there is no harm in advancing. Although you are in a dangerous place, if you advance, there will be no harm. On the contrary, if you retreat, you will be doomed forever."

Mrs. Cheng didn't understand whether this was a good omen or a bad omen. Just as she was about to continue asking questions, she saw the old Taoist priest raised his hand slightly and said, "We two have important matters to deal with, so we won't bother you any more."

After saying this, he rode away without waiting for an answer. Mrs. Cheng had no choice but to bow, thank them, and watch the two strange Taoists leave.

After they were far away, the young Taoist hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Uncle Master, that divination... was for Zhao Wumian, right? Otherwise, you couldn't have failed."

"It's true."

"He is a good omen, so the two of us should be..." Xuan Liu looked helpless.

Gui Shou Zhenren had no expression on his face, and said calmly: "In the past, when you went out to do something, if you got a bad fortune, you would not go to do it?"

"Of course not."

"We are Taoists, but we are also people of the martial arts world. Whether we live or die, it is all fate. We can just accept it calmly."

Xuan Liu asked back, "But isn't the reason we practice Taoism and martial arts to defy fate?"

Master Gui Shou glanced at him, then smiled and gave a brief answer.

"good."

Xinzhou is more than a hundred miles away from Qinfengzhai.

With the speed of two thousand-mile horses, they could reach the destination in less than half a day. However, on the one hand, Luo Xiangzhu was delicate and weak, and usually traveled in a carriage, which would be bumpy if the carriage was too fast. On the other hand, this was to lure the snake out of its hole, and it was not a matter of just running to Qinfeng Village and being done with it. Therefore, Zhao Wumian slowed down the horse's speed, and would visit any towns he encountered along the way to buy some dry food and other supplies.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the three of them are just ordinary people in the world, but in the eyes of people who know his identity, they are too conspicuous.

Su Qingqi was a little worried. "What if we attract the Jin King's army?"

Zhao Wumian was flipping through the "List of Heroes in Jianghu" and "List of Beauties in Jingzheng" that he had bought from the market, and replied with great interest, "If there are only a few thousand people, I can lead you to charge out, but if there are tens of thousands of people, the noise will be too loud, and it will be impossible for them to surround us silently..." His tone was flat, but his content was full of unquestionable confidence... Su Qingqi glanced at Zhao Wumian, thinking that he really had changed a lot.

Should we say that he had just woken up in Qinfeng Village and was not used to signaling yet, or should we say that this was just his nature... But when thinking of Qinfeng Village, Su Qingqi suddenly smiled again.

Be he confident or cautious, Zhao Wumian is still the chivalrous man that Su Qingqi secretly admires.

As he spoke, Zhao Wumian patted the steed that was jogging and taking a rest under his crotch, "I really made the right decision to rob these horses. As long as they don't encounter a martial arts master, they will have a chance to escape."

Luo Xiangzhu stretched out her white and tender little hand, opened it, clenched her fist, and then stretched out her little finger and slid it down, and then rolled her eyes cutely, meaning 'I can't stand it, you held me hostage when you robbed the horse.'

Zhao Wumian chuckled, "Senior sister, you learn very quickly. No wonder the "Jingzheng Peerless List" says that you are smart and clever. They also say that you have two curved eyebrows that seem to be frowned but not frowned, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy... Well... you are quite talented, but..."

He frowned slightly, as if he had heard it somewhere before. Did he also read "Jingzheng Jueshe Bang" before he lost his memory?
Luo Xiangzhu couldn't help but praise her. Zhao Wumian blushed when he said that and turned his eyes away shyly.

Su Qingqi was quite straightforward, with a slightly dissatisfied tone, and said: "The Lord of the Jade Palace has never seen us, but he wrote us into the list, which caused us a lot of trouble out of thin air. For example, Ye Wancang's son heard that I was on the list of the most beautiful, which led to a series of troubles afterwards."

"The Palace Master of the Jade Palace?" Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows frivolously. It was the first time he heard of this person.

Su Qingqi recalled for a moment before saying, "He was a very talented person. He wrote many poems and songs. He also loved to write novels and list books. He wrote books ranging from the "List of Heroes in the Jianghu" to the "List of Heroes in the Jianghu" and other books that were not worth reading. Things like "The Erotic Affair of the Constable... and the Heroine" were all written by him."

"What a wonderful person... He also reads the Spring and Autumn Annals? I said that after this matter is over, I will also write something to pass on to the world. I didn't expect that there are people who share the same interest."

"The Spring and Autumn Annals?" Su Qingqi shook her head slightly. She didn't think that the unserious palace master would read such a serious book. She continued:
"That guy is very mysterious and rarely shows up in the martial arts world. There's not even a portrait of him... As expected, Xiao Yuanmu was ranked first on the list of the most beautiful women, which made her very unhappy. She even threatened to kill him. However, there are no rumors of the two fighting in the martial arts world. It is expected that he fled in a hurry as soon as he got the news about Xiao Yuanmu."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, didn't want to talk more about this topic, and turned to the page about Su Qingqi in the list of beauties.

The painting skills are relatively abstract, which may be related to the style, resulting in the facial features not quite resembling, but the temperament of being chivalrous and holding a sword is very vivid. However, this female knight who can be on the list of most beautiful women always blushes in front of him, speaks in a gentle voice, loves to wear a white bellyband embroidered with peach blossoms, and becomes weak all over with the slightest touch, and can be killed in a few strokes. Whenever they practice dual cultivation, she always closes her eyes and turns her face to the side, not daring to look at him, but when she stops, she bites her fingers and looks blankly...

Thinking about all sorts of things, the three of them arrived at the mountain where Qinfeng Village was located before dark.

The mountain is still the same mountain, and the snow still looks like the same snow, but the person who once fled in panic has come back...only Luo Chaoyan has been replaced by her cousin.

The mountain road was rugged. Zhao Wumian dismounted, holding the reins with one hand and looking up. The endless mountains looked like a mountain dragon crawling on the earth in the night.

Su Qingqi also dismounted and said, "This mountain is called Qinfeng Mountain. It stretches for a hundred miles all the way to Piantou Pass in the west... If the Naraku Red Silk is lost in the mountains, it will take a long time to search every inch of it."

Zhao Wumian looked at Luo Xiangzhu, "Senior Sister, can you sense something?"

Luo Xiangzhu shook her head slightly. Qinfeng Mountain was too vast, and she didn't have a radar. Normally, she could only sense things within five miles.

Zhao Wumian said no more, "Let's go into the mountains."

Even if we can't find Naraku Hongsi, we have to lure Wu Ming and others out and kill them all at once.

If we go into the mountain first now, we can set up some traps and gain the home advantage.

The evening breeze is blowing gently and the snow is falling into the distance.

The fire in Qinfeng Village had been put out long ago, and no one had lived there for a long time. The eaves and corners of the houses were covered with thick snow.

Zhao Wumian led the horse into the village and looked around. "Miss Guan once said that she killed all the hundreds of people in Qinfeng Village. I didn't believe it at first... but now I think it's true."

Su Qingqi also led the horse into the village and asked in confusion, "Where is the body?"

"She must have notified the nearby soldiers to take them away. If the wild animals in the mountains smelled the meat and came here, there wouldn't be even a bone left." Zhao Wumian tied the horse in the stable. "Stay in Qinfeng Village for the next few days and clean up a house."

Luo Xiangzhu sat on the white lady's bed, her face full of fatigue. She perked up after hearing the words, and looked at him blankly... Live in the same room? Really? She had never had the experience of living in the same room with the opposite sex since she was a child.

Zhao Wumian knew what she was thinking and explained, "We are surrounded by wolves. Qinfeng Village is too big. Wu Ming and others may be hiding somewhere... Not only do we have to live together at night, but we three have to stay together all the time. This is the safest way. Since you are taking the risk with me to lure the snake out of its hole, I should naturally be responsible for your safety."

What he said made sense. Luo Xiangzhu had to suppress the strangeness in his heart. He thought that since Su Qingqi was also nearby, it would be no big deal if he slept in his clothes at night.

She dismounted and went with Su Qingqi to find a clean house to clean. Zhao Wumian, with a sword on his back, checked Qinfeng Village up and down, inside and out, to make sure there were no traces of living people. Then he found a shovel from a corner and started digging a hole nearby.

This little hole is definitely not enough to catch the Grandmaster... but if it can catch them unawares for a moment and make them show some movement, it will be a great success.

After he dug nearly ten holes as high as a person around him, covered them with weeds, and piled up snow, he heard Su Qingqi shouting, "Master, the water is ready, but do you want to take a bath?"

"You guys wash first." Zhao Wumian shouted at the top of his voice and started digging the hole again. As it was a matter of safety, he was of course cautious. However, with his martial arts skills, digging a hole was just a piece of work and it wasn't strenuous, it was just quite boring.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard the sound of footsteps.

Zhao Wumian was in the pit. He looked up and saw Su Qingqi, dressed in green, holding a package in both hands, walking by the pit. She looked down with a smile on her face, "You must be hungry. I heated up some dry food and brought it to you."

Zhao Wumian also smiled and was about to jump up, but he saw Su Qingqi shouted "Hey" and jumped directly into the pit. She didn't mind the dirt and sat down in the pit holding up her skirt.

The space in the pit was not big. After all, it was not intended to be used to catch people, so when Su Qingqi jumped in, the space instantly became narrow.

A familiar fragrance wafted through my nose. Su Qingqi had just taken a shower and her whole body smelled fragrant. Her jet-black hair was not tied up and was draped over her back.

She raised her little face to look at Zhao Wumian, picked up a piece of ham with chopsticks and handed it to Zhao Wumian, "Here, I just roasted it over fire, it's still a little hot."

Seeing this, Zhao Wumian also sat down directly in the pit. The two of them sat close to each other. Zhao Wumian bit the ham in his mouth and spread out the package with both hands to look inside.

The three of them were not poor people, so they would not compromise themselves. The food contained not only ham, pancakes, and braised meat, but also snacks such as raisins and winter dates, and even a roast chicken that they had bought at noon today.

Looking up from the narrow pit, there was no starlight, only endless snowflakes floating in the air. Occasionally, moonlight pierced through the snow curtain, fell into the pit, and sprinkled on the two people.

The surroundings were silent, and the narrow pit became a small world for only the two of them.

Su Qingqi originally wanted to deliver some dry food to Zhao Wumian and then leave to protect Luo Xiangzhu, but at this moment, the two of them were tightly pressed together in the miserable pit, and she suddenly didn't want to leave so early.

She felt strangely nostalgic.

Zhao Wumian bit off a piece of ham, then tore off a chicken leg with one hand and handed it to Su Qingqi.

Su Qingqi took it with both hands and took small bites. Zhao Wumian gently stroked Su Qingqi's still slightly wet hair and said, "You just jumped down after taking a shower. What if it gets dirty later?"

"Just wash it when it's dirty. Besides, you shouldn't be too picky when walking around in the world, so it doesn't matter if it's a little dirty." Su Qingqi shook her head slightly and turned to look at Zhao Wumian.

But Zhao Wumian came forward and kissed her on her pink and moist lips, then smiled and said, "Hmm... roasted chicken flavor."

Su Qingqi was stunned for a moment, then reacted. Her little face was flushed with a blush, but she was rarely angry. Instead, she smiled softly and leaned her little face on Zhao Wumian's shoulder.

Zhao Wumian had been digging holes and was covered in dust. When Su Qingqi came over, her fair face and hair were stained with dust, just like cracks on exquisite porcelain, which was obvious no matter how you looked at it.

"I'm dirty." said Zhao Wumian.

"Don't talk about being dirty. Even if you are a beggar, I won't dislike you." Su Qingqi leaned against Zhao Wumian, her little face slightly raised, looking at the snow curtain outside the pit.

"If I were really a beggar, I wouldn't approach you... If you fall in love with me, I will leave immediately and will never meet you before I make a name for myself." Seeing this, Zhao Wumian had to relax a little helplessly to prevent Su Qingqi from getting too close to him.

"Why? Are external objects important?" Su Qingqi asked in a puzzled tone.

The two of them were snuggling together at this moment, and they didn't talk about the throne, Dongyan, Jiuzhong, etc. It seemed that they had finally picked up a little free time in the hurried time to talk about each other.

"It's not important, but whether I can let you live a good life is very important to me."

"Being with you is what's important." Su Qingqi's tone was full of innocence and beauty as she looked up at Zhao Wumian.

"Loving you is the most important thing, Miss Su. Some people think that love is about sex, marriage, kisses in the morning and a bunch of children. Maybe that's what love is, Miss Su, but do you know what I think? I think love is wanting to touch but then pulling back." Zhao Wumian paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's from a foreign writer."

Su Qingqi looked at Zhao Wumian's profile and smiled, "Young Master, you know so much, even though you have lost your memory."

"You are obsessed with me? Then you can be even more obsessed with me."

"Narcissistic." Su Qingqi looked away. "You are becoming more and more like Miss Guan. You two should be together. You have a tacit understanding and get along well. You know what the other person is thinking just by looking at each other's eyes... You have experienced more together than I have experienced with you."

"That can't be helped. She and I are indeed rare good friends." Zhao Wumian put the ham in the package on Su Qingqi's legs, then stretched out his hand and hugged her slender waist. "But I am determined to be with you, there is nothing I can do about it."

"Does it feel unfair for you to be with me?" Su Qingqi glanced at Zhao Wumian.

"No, I mean, there's nothing I can do about falling in love with you."

Su Qingqi was slightly stunned. Zhao Wumian rarely spoke so bluntly.

She was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hands and hugged Zhao Wumian's arms, "Really?"

"Absolutely no lies."

Su Qingqi raised her face and looked into Zhao Wumian's eyes. "I am also a girl of flesh and blood. I like you to say these words to me. Can you tell me more in the future?"

"As long as we can survive, it doesn't hurt to tell you every day."

Su Qingqi smiled, buried her face in Zhao Wumian's arms again, and said in a muffled voice: "Do you know how scared I was when I practiced dual cultivation with you that night?"

"I don't know, but I can guess."

"As long as you give the order, I will go through fire and water for you."

"Me too."

"I have many problems. For example, I like to keep things to myself and dare not speak them out. I have a weird personality and I am too popular..."

"Too popular?"

"Do you have any question?"

"No...I feel very lucky."

Su Qingqi chuckled and hugged Zhao Wumian tighter. "I never thought that one day I would say these words to someone. In fact, my heart is pounding right now. Can you feel it?"

“Like playing drums.”

"Although I have many problems, I am kind-hearted, hardworking, capable, pretty, and in great shape. My family is one of the most prestigious in Jiangnan, and many of my uncles are officials in the court. My eldest brother is the chief detective of the Detective Department. I have an unparalleled talent for martial arts and became a top official at the age of sixteen. I have a great chance to become the bridge between heaven and earth in the future. Am I worthy of you?"

Zhao Wumian didn't say anything, but leaned down and was about to kiss Su Qingqi's pink lips.

Su Qingqi's heart skipped a beat, but she couldn't help but close her eyes...

Just at this moment, I heard a "thump" sound in my ears, and it was a soft and weak groan of pain.

Su Qingqi immediately separated them, placed her hands on Zhao Wumian's chest, and asked in surprise, "Princess Xiangzhu?"

The corner of Zhao Wumian's eye twitched, and he had to take a deep breath, flew out of the cave, and followed the sound, only to see that Luo Xiangzhu had fallen into a pit he had disguised, and was holding his head with both hands, crying.

"Senior Sister...how did you fall into the trap?" Zhao Wumian had a blank expression on his face.

Luo Xiangzhu sniffed, her eyes reddened, and then she pointed at Zhao Wumian with a wronged look on her face. She then put her thumbs and index fingers together to form a "heart" shape, placed them in front of her chest, and lifted them up.

I worry about you.

Luo Xiangzhu saw that Zhao Wumian and Su Qingqi had not made any movement for a long time, so he went to look for them, but ended up falling into a trap.

Zhao Wumian stroked his forehead and sighed, "Being able to capture the eldest daughter of the King of Yan, the princess of a country... this pit will be considered a famous scenic spot in the future."

(End of this chapter)