Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 185: No more cutting and sorting out, it’s still chaos
Raindrops fell, broken walls and rubble piled up, pedestrians were terrified, and the streets were filled with white mist that evaporated when Ning Zhongxia mobilized his internal energy. There were also many frightened little kids, crying loudly.

If an uninformed person saw this, they would think that dozens of bandits had come in and were burning, killing and looting.

Zhao Wumian put away the Wuhen Knife, apologized door to door, and comforted the frightened people... However, he had no money on him, so he said that someone from the court would come to compensate him later.

Of course, Zhao Wumian didn’t have any money on him, he didn’t even have any assets at all, so it was estimated that Luo Chaoyan would have to pay for the compensation.

Guan Yunshu looked at Zhao Wumian's back. He was extremely fierce when fighting, but now he was gentle and polite... She looked away, looked around, bent down to pick up the broken blade, and looked at it for a while... It was broken into pieces like this. If she wanted to repair it, she could only send it back to the furnace and recast it.

When that time comes, will this sword still be the same sword?

Guan Yunshu shook his head and saw shadowy figures in the distance, and many people were flying towards him.

The leader came up to Zhao Wumian, bowed, and greeted him, "My Lord."

Zhao Wumian was actually a little uncomfortable with people calling him Marquis. He was a wanderer in the Jianghu, but he became the Marquis of Dali overnight. He was a little uncomfortable with it, but his face did not fluctuate. He nodded slightly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Shen Lian. I have lived in the Shen Mansion since I was young. I was given the surname 'Shen' and I am considered the leader of the Shen Mansion."

"Oh? Your name is suitable for working in the Detective Department."

"what?"

"Haha, don't worry. Three thieves intended to assassinate me. Isn't this just trampling on the face of the Dali court? I have killed two of them. The other one, Ning Zhongxia from Huanzhen Pavilion, escaped."

Shen Lian blinked, glanced at Guan Yunshu, then looked at Zhao Wumian, without saying anything more about such trivial matters.

The assassination of Wei Minghou's beloved can be regarded as the assassination of a prince. Everyone knows that Zhao Wumian is the emperor's favorite, and no one is so idle as to find fault with him.

Guan Yunshu looked at Zhao Wumian and sighed inwardly.

Even though the Shen family's retainers were servile in front of Zhao Wumian, in the martial arts world, each of them was a living devil in a famous town.

Take the man called Shen Lian for example. His nickname in the martial arts world is 'Yang Sigong'. His counterpart is 'Yin Sigong'. Both of them are top masters and are considered to be the strongest warriors in the Shen family. He also has an official background. It can be said that ordinary martial artists are not worthy of talking to him.

But what about now?

This made the disparity between Zhao Wumian and her status even more apparent.

Su Qingqi, Shen Xiangge, and Mu Lier all have intricate ties with the imperial court, but Guan Yunshu is different... She is a pure martial artist.

Guan Yunshu didn't want Zhao Wumian to be a member of the government, and naturally didn't want him to use his official identity, so he said seriously: "They came to kill me, it has nothing to do with you. You want to stand up for me, I am very grateful to you, but you don't have to lie... Jianghu affairs, Jianghu, don't bother the court to come forward to solve it for me."

"I'm not a monk, so I'll just lie if I want to." Zhao Wumian was a little dissatisfied. "It would be more convenient if we can use public power to investigate."

"I don't like you lying."

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at Shen Lian, "I think what the monk said makes sense. How could Lord Dali lie all the time? If this gets out, wouldn't it be a disgrace to His Majesty? Remember, don't tell Shen Xiangge and His Majesty this."

"..."

The Shen family's followers who followed him were silent, pretending they heard nothing. They thought that if you wanted the court to investigate, it would only take a word, so is it really important to accuse someone or not? Why did the two of you quarrel over such a small matter?

Is this the interest between the Marquis and the nun?
Shen Lian turned around and said, "Hurry up and count the losses around us. We, the Shen family, will compensate for this money. We will also find out the identities of those two people. They just visited the brothel a few times, and they must be sent to the Marquis's mansion tomorrow morning. The mansion..."

Just as Shen Lian was about to send them away, he suddenly remembered that the famous Wei Ming Hou seemed to have no fixed place to live and didn't even have a mansion.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand slightly and said, "Just send it to the Detective Department."

Shen Lian took the order and quickly led his men away so as not to disturb Wei Ming Hou and Hong Yan's conversation.

"How did you fall for it?" Zhao Wumian asked with a slightly puzzled tone, "Can't you guess that this is an ambush?"

"So what if it's an ambush? If I avoid danger, wouldn't that make me a flower in a greenhouse? I'm a warrior, not an official, and certainly not the big shot in Wugong Mountain. I won't play their game of 'going with the flow'." Guan Yunshu took out a handkerchief from his arms and wrapped the broken sword fragments.

"Hey, do you think you are the monkey who went to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures? You want to endure the hardship?"

"The monkey who traveled west to seek Buddhist scriptures? I've never heard of it, but what you said about 'enduring hardships' is true. It is the truth of our Buddhism... It means that you have to pay and sacrifice before you can gain enlightenment. If you want to achieve the right result, you must endure hardships and take risks."

As he spoke, Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned, and suddenly felt that he was a bit hypocritical.

Zhao Wumian had paid so much, and now he was awarded a title of nobility. In the eyes of the world, wasn't this the "right result of cultivation"? But because of his own selfish desires, he tried to deny the cause and effect of "he paid so much, and then he was awarded a title of nobility"... It really didn't seem like a Buddhist.

Guan Yunshu reflected silently in his heart, and then he heard Zhao Wumian say: "It doesn't matter if you die?"

Guan Yunshu came back to his senses and immediately answered: "King Jin, Liu Yuezhi, Gui Shou, and even Luo Shuzhi... Among all the people you met, who is really afraid of death? If they are like this, why should I not dare?"

When a retainer of the Shen residence heard this, he was kicked by Shen Lian, "Don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Zhao Wumian seemed to be unable to convince Guan Yunshu, so he stopped talking. He looked thoughtful, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Guan Yunshu also remained silent and was still reflecting on himself. He was thinking, this is really strange. He usually believes in cause and effect. Why does he start to be double-standard when it comes to Zhao Wumian?
Something is wrong, something is really wrong. This is not me, not Guan Yunshu.

While she was puzzled, she saw Zhao Wumian turned his head to look at her again. He did not mention the ambush anymore, but looked at the handkerchief she wrapped the broken sword with. "The sword is broken, so why are you still wrapping it up and putting it away?"

Upon hearing this, Guan Yunshu's eyes widened a little. She was already distressed about his affairs, and now after hearing these words, she suddenly felt angry for some reason.

"You think I shouldn't treasure the things you gave me, so how do you view the things I gave you? If that's the case, then if you want something from me tomorrow, I won't give it to you."

Guan Yunshu shifted his gaze away from Zhao Wumian's face, put the umbrella handle back into his sleeve, and then walked away, his little hand touching the Buddhist beads he had prepared long ago.

Come to think of it, it was agreed that Zhao Wumian would use these Buddhist beads when he asked her to do something for him, but a few days ago, he hastily used them just to tease me... Does he really not cherish them?
"Hey, why are you running?" Zhao Wumian quickly followed her side, "Why didn't I cherish the beads you gave me? I was almost killed so many times during that month, but you still kept them intact."

Guan Yunshu suddenly stopped and looked back at Zhao Wumian. His face was expressionless, but he suddenly took out a Buddhist rosary from his sleeve and put it into Zhao Wumian's hand.

"Guan Yunshu, a favor must be repaid. Today, you saved my life, so I will accept this favor... I will give you this Buddhist bead. If you use it to tease me again, then next time, don't take anything from me. As for the broken sword..."

Guan Yunshu paused slightly and wanted to say, "Why don't you give me something?" But when the words came to his mouth, he felt it was inappropriate... He asked for something without any reason, what was this?
A token of love between a man and a woman? This is absolutely not allowed. I am a nun, how can I really be tempted by worldly desires? Not to mention being tempted by worldly desires, even this slightly ambiguous behavior cannot be done.

So she shut up again.

But Zhao Wumian untied the tie of his fox fur coat and put it over their heads. "Buddhist beads or not, put them aside for now... It's raining now and you don't have an umbrella, so just use my fox fur coat for now."

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned and looked up at him.

Zhao Wumian was also looking at her.

Her long hair was wet, and the hair on her forehead stuck to her fair and delicate skin, making her look more pitiful and sympathetic, like a willow weeping in the wind.

She answered subconsciously: "With my strength, even if I get caught in the rain, I won't catch a cold..."

"So are we going to run back in the rain like the boys and girls in the youth movies? Don't be silly, that's too stupid."

Guan Yunshu didn't understand what a youth movie was, but she felt that Zhao Wumian was secretly arguing with her again. However, she was in no mood at the moment, so she wanted to make things clear to Zhao Wumian, "The famous Wei Ming Hou, who helped Luo Chaoyan become the emperor with ease, now doesn't even know what a girl is worried about?"

Although Guan Yunshu was angry, Zhao Wumian seemed to be in a good mood. He supported himself with the fox fur coat with both hands and hooked the Buddhist beads with his fingertips.

The Buddhist beads hung on his fingertips, swaying gently in the wind. Zhao Wumian said with an unspeakable smile, "You just said, 'If you want to achieve enlightenment, you must endure hardships and take risks.' I understand now, I understand everything."

"Speak human language." Guan Yunshu narrowed his almond-shaped eyes slightly, revealing a hint of danger.

"You are so smart, how could you fall into an ambush twice in a row? This time, you said you went there for experience, which is understandable, but last time, did you really go there because you thought they wanted to assassinate me?" Zhao Wumian's voice sounded like he was telling a fairy tale.

"How could you not see that they said that on purpose? So your original intention was actually to get yourself ambushed and injured, so that I could help you. You even went to the Detective Department to take over the case in order to make it reasonable for me to help you... At that time, I was thinking, with your personality, if you have a grudge, you can just go and investigate it yourself. Why bother going to the Detective Department? Don't you really need that little bit of reward money?"

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned.

Zhao Wumian continued, "I helped you, you gave me the Buddhist beads, and we will still have contact... After that, you can leave Beijing without any worries, right?"

Although Guan Yunshu appears to be aloof, Zhao Wumian knows that she is a person with delicate emotions.

The cooperation between the two has completely ended with Luo Chaoyan's ascension to the throne... Although in the past month, both of them considered the other to be a rare friend of theirs, but the road ahead is long, and if there is no reason for their separation, there may be no chance to see each other again.

Could it be that Guan Yunshu would come to the capital to see him just because she missed Zhao Wumian?
That’s not Guan Yunshu.

So she wanted to leave Buddhist beads for Zhao Wumian...If you want to see me again in the future, just find some excuse and look for me under the pretext of 'asking for my help'.

This idea is not like that of ordinary people and is extremely awkward, but Zhao Wumian feels that this is Guan Yunshu.

He is outspoken, aloof, narcissistic, and has a weird personality.

Guan Yunshu looked away. "That's irrelevant. What I'm asking is what's bothering me right now, not asking you to investigate my ambush like you're solving a case."

"You nun, why don't you give a positive answer?"

"The direct answer is that the sword you gave me is broken, but the Buddhist beads I gave you are still intact... I don't want it to be like this broken sword one day..."

"The sword is broken, so be it." Zhao Wumian interrupted Guan Yunshu's words, "Although I gave it to you, I stole that thing from Yan Jiu. Its only function is to help Snow Owl find the way. Why do you treasure it so much?"

Snow Owl was drenched in the rain, staring with wide eyes at the couple who were huddled in a fox fur coat and whispering to each other, and was so angry that the hair on his body stood up. Yan Jiu's sword is indeed of no importance, but why do you sound like I'm insignificant with your tone?
Am I some very bad bird?

Guan Yunshu raised her beautiful eyes slightly and glanced at Zhao Wumian who seemed a little angry, then retracted her gaze... She seemed to understand a little now, what Zhao Wumian was happy about when she was angry just now.

Oh, so that's how it is... No wonder Zhao Wumian just said that the sword was broken, that's what he thought.

"In that case, what else can you give me?" Guan Yunshu lowered his eyebrows and spoke in a soft voice.

Since Zhao Wumian is so angry, why not give him something else to replace the sword?

This is not a token of love... After all, if this thing is not given, the only one who will be angry will be Zhao Wumian.

Even though I like to see him get angry, I am still considerate and kindhearted after all…why should I sit and watch him sulk?

Guan Yunshu nodded secretly in his heart.

Zhao Wumian held up the fox fur with one hand and groped in his bosom with the other. The inside of the fox fur fell down and stuck to the tops of their heads. Their vision suddenly became narrow, and raindrops fell with a patter. In the rainy world, it seemed that there were only two of them.

Guan Yunshu lowered his eyebrows and waited for Zhao Wumian to take out something, but after a long while, Zhao Wumian didn't take out anything.

He looked a little embarrassed, "Well... I came here in a hurry, so I can't give you anything."

Guan Yunshu blinked his eyes, and suddenly became very angry. He glanced at him sideways in annoyance, but couldn't help laughing.

I was amused by Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian also laughed with her, "But now even if I can give you something, I don't want to give it to you."

Guan Yunshu frowned slightly, "Why?"

why?

After giving the things, will Guan Yunshu leave?
Even though Zhao Wumian didn't say anything, Guan Yunshu knew what he meant.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, then watched Zhao Wumian reach out his hand and use his fingertips to gently lift up Guan Yunshu's hair that was stuck to her cheek.

Guan Yunshu looked up at him, his eyes slightly surprised.

Zhao Wumian's fingertips brushed across Guan Yunshu's face. His fingertips were hot, and his skin... was also hot.

Guan Yunshu looked into Zhao Wumian's eyes, then silently looked away, looking to the side, without saying a word.

Zhao Wumian didn't say anything either.

This was the first time that Zhao Wumian touched Guan Yunshu's face. Although they had held hands and hugged each other before, it was ultimately due to external forces and not the wish of either of them.

But at this moment, neither of them felt any resistance in their hearts.

Raindrops fell with a patter, sprinkling on the propped-up fox fur coat. The rain soaked into the fox fur coat, and the fox fur coat stuck to the two people's heads. Could it really keep out the rain?
It couldn't be stopped, but the two people in the rain didn't care about such small details.

After a moment, Guan Yunshu couldn't help but look up, only to see Zhao Wumian looking down...

Below, the pure white skirt was wet by the rain and stuck tightly to her body. However, Guan Yunshu was wearing thick clothes, so no details of her skin could be seen. One could only see the curves highlighted by the tight clothes.

Guan Yunshu punched Zhao Wumian on the shoulder.

"Food is human nature. I am also a man. Please understand me."

Guan Yunshu looked at him coldly, "Then should I follow my ancestors' example and feed the eagle with my meat, and serve you with my body?"

"Is this how the monk plays?"

boom.

Guan Yunshu punched him again.

"Marquis Weiming is so vulgar, but I'm not worried about bringing shame to your Majesty at this moment..."

Before he finished speaking, Guan Yunshu's voice stopped abruptly and his vision went dark.

"I have internal injuries, and poison has entered my body... It's mainly this poison, which is a rare and strange poison in the martial arts world. It's called 'Li Ren Zui' and is only found in Miaojiang. It's quite tricky... But it's not a problem. I just need to rest for a few days. It's an exaggeration to ask me to treat this kind of injury... Don't call me next time."

"The main thing is that the Imperial Hospital is full of old men, right? How can we let them treat patients?"

"...There are quite a few female doctors in the Imperial Hospital, and there is also Madam Yang who is very famous in the capital. She was born in Guixuan Valley and can be considered my uncle... Anyway, don't come to me for this kind of thing next time." The female voice seemed to be angry with Zhao Wumian's answer. She said something very dissatisfied and walked away.

Guan Yunshu seemed to hear a conversation in a daze, and then lost consciousness. She didn't know how long it had been before she felt comfortable under her body. She opened her eyes and found herself lying on a dragon bed. She looked up and saw luxurious decorations all around.

The broken sword, still attached to its scabbard, was hung on the head of the bed.

Is this inside the palace?

"Are you awake? Have an orange?" A voice came from my ear, and I saw Zhao Wumian sitting on a chair beside the bed, holding a plump orange in his hand and handing it to Guan Yunshu. He also took half an orange in his own hand.

Guan Yunshu was still somewhat confused because of the poisoning. He looked at the oranges handed to him by Zhao Wumian and subconsciously asked, "Where can I get oranges in this season?"

"Uneducated." Zhao Wumian said proudly, "Grow winter onions, leeks and radishes, cover them with roofs, burn fire day and night, and wait for the warmth to grow... There is a fire room in the palace, which is specially used to grow some fruits and vegetables that are not in season. Luo Shuzhi likes to eat oranges, so there is a special 'orange room' in the palace, which is a bargain for us."

Guan Yun relaxed for a while and then regained his thoughts. He raised his hand to take the orange and peel it. "Anyway, His Majesty just told you this, right?"

"There are differences in who learns the truth first and who knows it earlier than you, so I am more educated than you. You can't just be stubborn, right?" Zhao Wumian smiled slightly, threw a piece of fruit into his mouth, and said, "This is Fu Mo Hall. I have no place to stay, so I stayed here last night. You fainted just now, so I carried you here."

"Hold?" Guan Yunshu looked surprised and subconsciously wanted to touch the front of his clothes... Hugging is better than carrying him on the back, otherwise Zhao Wumian would be able to feel the ball clearly.
She didn't think any more about the topic and threw back the covers and prepared to get up.

According to etiquette, only a wife can sit on the bed that a man has slept on... She is a nun, how can this be allowed?
As a result, when she got out of the quilt, she found that her boots and socks had been taken off, and her crystal clear little feet were exposed.

Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look.

Guan Yunshu quickly shrank back into the quilt and glared at Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian looked away and coughed softly, "Why do you always faint when you move with me?"

"It's a bad fate, it's hard to cut off and it's hard to sort out. It's not like hanging yourself, as long as you hang the rope around your neck, you will die someday." Guan Yunshu sighed lightly.

"What metaphor? You Buddhists just like to talk about these things." Zhao Wumian finished eating the orange, stood up and stretched his muscles, and continued:

"Ning Zhongxia escaped. Of the two people I killed, one was Dao Kui's favorite disciple, Yang Shedong, and the other was Fan Li, a knight from Miaojiang, nicknamed 'Thousand Spiders'... Huanzhen Pavilion, Qing Liantian, and the people from Miaojiang came to Beijing together. I don't know what they wanted to do... Anyway, it's impossible that they just wanted to kill you."

Talking about business, Guan Yunshu straightened his mind and said, "Is it for the four colored jades?"

"How much do you know about that thing?" Zhao Wumian took another orange and peeled it.

"The colored glass lamp in Ning Zhongxia's hand was originally found by Qingyuantai for our Little Western Heaven. Later, the news leaked out and Ning Zhongxia snatched it away. As for the other three..." Guan Yunshu frowned, "I only know that you have one, and I'm not sure about the other two."

"what?"

"The dragon-patterned jade pendant I took from the Glazed Tower. Didn't Master Dongxuan tell you about it?"

Zhao Wumian froze while peeling the skin. He took out the dragon-patterned jade pendant with a look of astonishment. "Is it one of the four colored jades? That bald... Master Dongxuan only told me that this is the national treasure of Chen country."

"I don't know much about Chen Country, but the reason why it is placed on the nineteenth floor of the Glazed Tower is because it is one of the four glazed jades." Guan Yunshu peeled the orange and looked around.

Zhao Wumian stretched out his hand, and Guan Yunshu placed the orange peel in his palm, thanked him, and then picked up a piece of the flesh and stuffed it into his lips, continuing:
“However, we in Xiaoxitian do not force the search for the second Nine Bells. We just let things take their own course. But Master Dongxuan may not think so… Now that you have taken the dragon-patterned green jade pendant, you are involved in the cause and effect. He probably saw your great fortune and wanted to use you to collect the four colored jades.”

"He's a martial arts master, and you want me to go find him?"

"Master uncles usually can't leave Pingyang, and Master is unreliable."

"If I really got the Nine Bells, it's not Xiao Xitian who got it."

"Yes, but do you accept this favor?" Guan Yunshu asked with a smile.

"...If it weren't for this dragon-patterned jade pendant, I wouldn't have been able to achieve unity between man and nature and recognize it naturally."

"This is cause and effect." Guan Yunshu knelt on the couch, leaned forward and patted Zhao Wumian's shoulder, "My Buddhist sect is all about these things. It's normal that Wei Minghou doesn't understand. Now I will enlighten you."

After he finished speaking, Guan Yunshu changed the subject and said, "However, Master Dongbai's suicide was also a reason. In Master Dongbai's opinion, the people of Qingyuantai died because of him, so my Little West Heaven could not escape the blame. So he decided not to interfere in the affairs of Liuli Siyu, so as to comfort the souls of the 100 people of Qingyuantai in heaven."

Dongbai is the little Western Heaven master who hanged himself.

"The murderer is Ning Zhongxia. You don't need to blame yourself like this."

"Yes, but this is the way of our Little Western Paradise. There is a cause and an effect. Qingyuantai was looking for the Glazed Lamp for us, and now their family has been wiped out because of it. We cannot escape the blame." Guan Yunshu said in a flat voice.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a while, then picked up the orange and peeled it silently, then looked out the window and said inexplicably, "The rain has stopped."

Guan Yunshu was slightly stunned, thinking that Zhao Wumian might want to continue the topic before she fainted, so she stuffed the remaining fruit flesh into her lips in one breath, then turned over, pulled up the quilt, and turned her back to Zhao Wumian.
A voice came, "I am injured... At least I have to wait until my injuries are healed and I kill Ning Zhongxia before leaving Beijing."

Her long black hair fell on the couch like a waterfall.

Zhao Wumian looked at her slender figure and couldn't help but smile.

When Luo Chaoyan brought Guan Yunshu over, he specifically said, "Only a wife can sleep on a man's bed. It's not appropriate for you to bring her over."

At that time, Zhao Wumian brushed it off by saying "people in the underworld don't care about trivial matters"

But in fact, when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

Zhao Wumian stood up in a good mood, put the orange peels into the trash can, and then turned around and said, "You should recover from your injuries. I will investigate Ning Zhongxia's matter."

Guan Yunshu did not say anything about whether it was public or not, but said softly: "After this great defeat, Ning Zhongxia will only hide deeper and make more thorough preparations... I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to investigate, so don't force it, just let it go."

In fact, it is telling Zhao Wumian that he can investigate but don’t tire himself out.

Zhao Wumian glanced at her slender figure again, and felt a little nervous. If a nun returns to secular life...

Alas, if Guan Yunshu is unwilling, forcing her too much would only ruin their relationship... and he didn't know how Miss Su would view the relationship between him and Guan Yunshu.

"I'm leaving."

"Ah."

The sound of a door closing was heard and the broken sword hanging on the head of the bed swayed slightly.

There was no one in the hall except Guan Yunshu who was recuperating from his injuries. For a moment, there was no sound at all.

Guan Yunshu turned over again, looked up at the ceiling, speechless for a moment. After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke.

"The rain has indeed stopped."
(End of this chapter)