Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 72 Phoenix Mountain
Move forward in time for a moment.

There are more than 3,000 stone steps from the stone gate to the main entrance of Xiaoxitian. With Zhao Wumian's physical strength, he can walk very fast and easily. However, halfway up the climb, he heard a slightly rapid breathing sound coming from behind him.

He stood still and looked back, but Luo Chaoyan didn't react. Her little face hit his chest and her hat was tilted.

Luo Chaoyan first raised her hands to adjust her hat that had tilted to one side, then looked up... Because of the height difference, she couldn't see Zhao Wumian's face clearly, so she was stunned for a moment, then she grabbed the brim of the hat and lifted it slightly, revealing a beautiful little face that was slightly red because of being too tired. She asked with a confused and puzzled look on her face, "Why did you stop? Did you find anything unusual?"

It looks so cute.

"No... But aren't you a little too fragile? You've only climbed a few steps."

"One thousand five hundred and sixty-seven, I have been counting." Luo Chaoyan put down her hat to cover her face, stepped onto the steps and walked to Zhao Wumian's side, "After I went to Guixuan Valley, I stayed in the house all day with my master to study medicine, poison, and medicine... I didn't go out of the house, so I was physically weak. But it's okay, don't worry about me, go on your way."

After a few words, she took ten more steps forward in one breath to prove herself. Zhao Wumian looked up and could already see her delicate white chin... Unfortunately, after climbing up those steps in one breath, she couldn't catch her breath and began to breathe through her mouth. The opening and closing of her two pink lips were enough to make any man in the world want to hold her lips.

Zhao Wumian had never been out with Luo Chaoyan before, and he didn't know she was so weak, so he slowed down his pace and followed her. "Why are you counting the stairs?"

"I developed the habit when I was young in the palace. The deep palace is boring. My eldest brother died early, and my second brother is the regent. I am the only princess, and I don't have any brothers or sisters. The maids dare not even raise their heads when talking to me. When I am bored, I can only count leaves and insects for fun."

"Is the palace beautiful? I've never been there."

Luo Chaoyan thought Zhao Wumian would say something comforting like he would treat her equally, but she never expected him to ask this kind of question. She covered her mouth and smiled, thinking that this was how Zhao Wumian was.

She smiled and replied, "Beautiful, very beautiful and big. When I was a child, I often ran around in the harem. Sometimes I couldn't finish my run in a whole day. My father only had one queen, my mother, and the harem was deserted. I guarantee that after you go there once, you will never want to go there again."

"People's joys and sorrows are different... A big house. The second thing I wanted before was a big house."

"What do you want first?" Luo Chaoyan was chatting with Zhao Wumian, and she felt that climbing the stairs was not so strenuous anymore.

"money."

Hearing this, Luo Chaoyan laughed so hard that she almost choked on her breath, and stammered, "Then, then you don't go into business, but practice martial arts instead?"

"Isn't it a disadvantage not to know martial arts in this world?"

Luo Chaoyan felt that she was being implied, so she frowned and said, "If you get hurt today, don't expect me to treat you."

Zhao Wumian looked around and saw that he was in the middle of the stairs with no one around him. He then whispered, "If the mediocre doctor in Pingyang kills me, will you send troops to kill all the doctors in Pingyang when you ascend the throne?"

"How can I be so bloodthirsty? At most, I'll let Old Li kill the man who treated you." Luo Chaoyan rolled her eyes cutely and sighed softly, "If I had a choice, I would rather be a man, so that I could start practicing martial arts in the palace instead of learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since childhood."

"Forget it then."

"Why?" Luo Chaoyan raised her little face.

"If I had a choice, I would definitely hope that every time I get hurt, the person who would take care of my wounds would be you, not some skinny old man or a rough guy of the same age."

Luo Chaoyan was amused and said with a happy smile: "Then after I ascend the throne, if you are injured, will you still come to me to heal you? The doctors in the Imperial Hospital are definitely better than me in medical skills."

"The emperor of a country really treated my wounds, stopped the bleeding, bandaged them, and fed me medicine?" Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at her.

Although she couldn't see Zhao Wumian's face clearly because of the hat, Luo Chaoyan was still stunned when she heard it. Although they didn't spend much time together, Luo Chaoyan had actually gotten used to checking Zhao Wumian's body and bandaging his injuries every time he came back from going out. If Zhao Wumian still wanted to do so after ascending the throne, even though it was inappropriate given her status, she would not object at all.

She stammered with her pink lips, calming down her emotions before she said, "Even if I ascend the throne, I will still be myself, but one thing is clear... Since I have become the emperor, I have great power... If I want to heal you personally, who can stop me?"

Zhao Wumian laughed, "Are you really going to feed me the medicine with your own hands?"

Luo Chaoyan's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened a little, and then her face flushed with shame, "No wonder Miss Guan always said that you deliberately made her angry. Now I have seen it."

Zhao Wumian raised his hand. Luo Chaoyan thought he was going to admit his mistake, but she didn't expect him to point downwards. "By the way? How many steps have we walked up now?"

Luo Chaoyan paused, raised her little face and stared at Zhao Wumian... Unfortunately, she was wearing a bamboo hat, so she couldn't see Zhao Wumian's expression. After a moment, she silently withdrew her gaze, clenched her two little fists, and continued to climb the stone steps, but asked, "You are twenty this year?"

"It should be about the same. I don't know the exact age."

"I'm eighteen this year, we're about the same age." Luo Chaoyan kept walking, and her voice came, "If only you were in the palace when I was a kid, you could have entertained me."

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned, then pretended to be enlightened, clapped his hands, and said, "This is really possible."

Luo Chaoyan looked at him puzzledly.

"Didn't Princess Xiangzhu treat her muteness in the palace when she was little? I might have met her at that time and made a promise to spend her life together... Why did she leave so quickly?"

Luo Chaoyan turned around silently halfway through listening and climbed up the stone steps with her footsteps, her speed increasing by a lot.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster than Zhao Wumian. He caught up and said, "Haven't you always lived in the harem? If I were also in the harem, wouldn't I be a eunuch? I also want to marry and have children."

"Hmm." Luo Chaoyan uttered a faint nasal sound. "When I ascend the throne, tell me which girl you like, and I will definitely arrange a marriage for you... My cousin is not bad. She is gentle and virtuous, and her appearance is unparalleled. Although she can't speak, as the daughter of a vassal king, she has a noble status. Any man is worthy of her..."

"This matter still depends on the woman's wishes. Arranged marriage is still a bit too overbearing."

"If I'm not a little more domineering, I can't suppress you."

"Why are you pressuring me?"

While the two were talking, they had already arrived in front of the main entrance.

There was a young nun who was probably only eight or nine years old waiting here. When she saw Zhao Wumian and Luo Chaoyan, she stepped forward, gave a half-hand salute, and asked in a childish voice, "Do you two have someone named Su Yanran?"

Upon hearing this, the two knew that this little nun was obviously waiting here on behalf of Guan Yunshu.

"It's me." Zhao Wumian glanced at the little nun and wondered if all the nuns who were close to Guan Yunshu had long hair?
"Follow me." The little nun smiled slightly, turned around and entered the temple, saying enthusiastically, "My senior sister asked me to take the two guests to her courtyard...but my senior sister is currently in a meeting in the main hall, and it will probably take some time for her to get away. Do you two need me to take you to another place in Xiaoxitian?"

Zhao Wumian glanced at the smiling little nun and asked directly, "Guan Yunshu has never had any friends, so you are curious about the relationship between the two of us and her?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the little nun's expression froze, her big eyes rolled around a few times, and she stammered.

Zhao Wumian found it funny and raised his hand slightly. "Recently, many people from the martial arts world have come to Xiao Xitian. Where do they live? Take me to have a look. I also fought my way here, so I am one of their kind."

Zhao Wumian came here to investigate a case, so there was no need for him to wait foolishly for Guan Yunshu... On the way here, he heard many people talking about many famous people in the martial arts world, and some powerful people came to Xiao Xitian... He would start by asking them about it.

"Brother Zhenxing was beaten down by guests just after he came down the mountain to guard the gate. How pitiful..." The little nun muttered, "But that group of people are different. They have a high reputation in the martial arts world and a grand ceremony. They didn't even beat Brother Zhenxing up before going up the mountain..."

"Do you really want Senior Brother Zhenxing to get beaten?" Luo Chaoyan thought this quirky little nun was very cute and asked with a smile.

"That's not the case." The little nun turned around and led the two people to Wutai Peak. She kicked the stones on the roadside with her feet, frowned, and whispered, "I've often heard from you brothers and sisters recently that they came with bad intentions and just wanted to bully us in Xiaoxitian... The guests are friends of Sister Guan, so they must be different from them, right?"

"It's no fun to bully Xiao Xitian, but I do..."

Luo Chaoyan poked Zhao Wumian, rolled his eyes at him, and then asked curiously: "Have you met them? How many people are there?"

"About twenty." The little nun nodded her head like pounding garlic, then frowned tightly. "Let me tell you, when I was serving them tea and food, there was a Taoist priest with a big nose wearing a Taoist robe who kept asking me where the abbot was and when he would be back. He was so fierce!"

"Is he a Taoist priest from Wugong Mountain?"

"That's not the case. There is no one at Wugong Mountain in Pingyang, but the people from the Sword Sect are in..."

The little nun was a chatterbox and kept talking all the way.

(End of this chapter)