Yang Guo: I'm invincible in the opening battle against Aunt Guo!

Huang Rong had just stepped out of the threshold in front of the Guo family mansion.

I was just about to send someone to fetch Guo Fu to bring her back for dinner.

Looking up, I saw the group of people walking towards me from the end.

The young man in the blue robe led his horse, with the girl in pink following closely behind—it was Yang Guo and Guo Fu.

Huang Rong was overjoyed, and her worries of the past few days vanished instantly.

But then she noticed that Wu Dunru and Wu Xiuwen were supporting each other and walking unsteadily, with bloodstains still on their lips.

Further on, there were two unfamiliar women wearing veils and riding horses slowly.

Guo Fu's eyes were slightly red, indicating that she had been crying.

Huang Rong frowned slightly, her mind racing with countless guesses, but she didn't show it on her face.

She walked gracefully down the stone steps, a gentle smile blooming on her face: "Guo'er, you're finally back. If you hadn't come, your Uncle Guo would have sent people to look for you."

Yang Guo looked up and saw Huang Rong, and his heart stirred.

More than twenty days had passed since they last met, and Huang Rong was still wearing a light yellow dress, her hair loosely tied up, with a few strands hanging down by her temples.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on her face, a face that possessed both the liveliness of a young girl and the charm of a mature woman, as she smiled at him.

Whenever Yang Guo saw this "Master Gan", a special feeling would always well up in his heart.

Those moments on Peach Blossom Island, the steamy hot springs, the warmth of skin against skin...

"Guo'er has worried Master and Uncle Guo." Yang Guo stepped forward and bowed solemnly. "I was delayed because of some things that happened on the way."

He was respectful in his posture, but his eyes secretly swept over Huang Rong.

The curves beneath that pale yellow shirt seemed fuller than I remembered…

Huang Rong nodded slightly, not asking for too many details, since there would be plenty of time to ask later.

She turned to Da Wu and Xiao Wu: "Dunru, Xiuwen, what's wrong with you two?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Dunru's eyes immediately reddened, and he knelt down with a thud:

"Master's wife! You must stand up for us!"

Wu Xiuwen also knelt down, his voice choked with sobs: "Yang Guo... Yang Guo brought that vixen Li Mochou back! She even injured us!"

"Li Mochou?" A hint of surprise flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, and then she looked at Yang Guo with a questioning look in her eyes.

Yang Guo remained calm and repeated the same explanation he had given Guo Fu earlier:

"Master, Master Li heard that the Mongol army was approaching and wanted to come to Xiangyang to help everyone resist the Mongols. We met on the road, so I invited her to come along. As for Brothers Da and Xiao Wu..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "They attacked Master Li without any regard for the consequences, and Master Li was only acting in self-defense."

"Self-defense?!" Wu Dunru suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Master's wife! That witch is our mother's killer! Years ago in Lu Family Village, Jiaxing, she killed our mother! This is an irreconcilable hatred!"

Wu Xiuwen also cried, "Master's wife, Yang Guo knew this all along, yet he still brought that vixen to Xiangyang... He... he doesn't treat us like brothers at all!"

"That vixen Li Mochou even kissed Yang Guo on the spot; the two of them are definitely in cahoots."

Guo Fu listened from the side, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she was stopped by a look from Huang Rong.

Huang Rong's gaze shifted back and forth between Yang Guo and the two Wu brothers.

Of course she knew who Li Mochou was—the Red Serpent Fairy, a female demon feared throughout the martial arts world.

She had heard about the tragedy that occurred in Lujiazhuang, Jiaxing.

But Yang Guo said... Li Mochou is coming to fight against the Mongols?

She didn't believe a word of what he said.

Given Li Mochou's personality, would she care about the rise and fall of the world?

Why would they come to Xiangyang to help fight against the Mongols?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The only explanation is...

Huang Rong's gaze fell on Yang Guo's face again.

The young man had a handsome face and clear eyes, but the composure and confidence between his brows were no longer what they used to be.

She suddenly remembered the astonishing progress brought about by Yang Guo's dual cultivation technique on Peach Blossom Island.

I remember his hands roaming over my body in the hot spring...

A thought flashed through my mind: If a woman like Li Mochou had witnessed Yang Guo's true "abilities," would she not be tempted?

It's probably not that Yang Guo "invited" her to come along, but rather that she came on her own initiative.

As for kissing Yang Guo in public...

Huang Rong sighed softly to herself.

This guy's skills at attracting women are getting better and better.

"Master," Yang Guo said when he saw Huang Rong's silence, "Master Li did indeed do something wrong. I have already asked her to find another place to stay so that she will not disturb everyone in the mansion. I will take responsibility for treating Brother Da Wu's injuries."

He spoke eloquently and adopted a humble attitude, but Huang Rong could tell that there was no genuine apology in his tone.

However, she didn't intend to investigate further.

Although Da Wu and Xiao Wu are the sons of an old friend, they are mediocre in talent and have an average temperament.

Yang Guo... is the successor of her Peach Blossom Island, and a special person in her heart.

"Dunru, Xiuwen, please get up," Huang Rong said gently. "I already know about this. Since Guo'er said that Li Mochou will stay elsewhere, you don't need to worry about seeing her in the manor."

"As for revenge..." she paused, "When will the grudges of the martial world ever end? Now the Mongol army is pressing in, and Xiangyang is in imminent danger. With such a formidable enemy at hand, personal grudges should be put aside for the time being."

These words were reasonable, but they sent a chill down the spines of both Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

Is Master's wife... openly favoring that brat Yang Guo?

Wu Dunru wanted to say something more, but Huang Rong waved her hand and said, "Let's go see the doctor first. Fu'er, take them to the pharmacy."

Guo Fu responded and helped Da Wu and Xiao Wu walk into the mansion.

Before leaving, she glanced back at Yang Guo, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

After the three had walked away, Huang Rong turned to Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan, who had been standing silently behind her.

"Who are these two young ladies...?"

Yang Guo quickly introduced them: "Master, this is Miss Wanyan Ping, a descendant of the Jin royal family. This is Miss Yelü Yan, an orphan of the Liao dynasty. They have been secretly gathering intelligence on the Mongol army, and this time they have brought important news."

He briefly recounted the two women's backgrounds and experiences, emphasizing that Wanyan Ping was chased by Mongol soldiers while delivering intelligence, and Yelü Yan was wounded by an arrow while protecting her.

Huang Rong's expression grew increasingly solemn upon hearing this.

She walked up to the two women's horses and said gently, "You two young ladies have worked hard. Since you are righteous warriors against the Mongols, you are honored guests of the Guo family. Please come in and rest."

Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan quickly dismounted and stepped forward to pay their respects.

She also lifted her veil, revealing two young and beautiful faces.

Wanyan Ping possessed a refined beauty tinged with resilience, while Yelü Yan exuded a heroic spirit masking weariness.

Huang Rong's gaze lingered on the two women's faces for a moment, then she looked at the way they looked at Yang Guo, and she understood.

This kid... sure enough, he's provoked two more people.

She recalled Guo Jing from back then, who had only ever provoked Hua Zheng.

Compared to Yang Guo's philandering nature, it's a world of difference.

Indeed, the new generation surpasses the old, each wave stronger than the last!

"Ping... Miss Wanyan's injuries have not yet healed and she needs to rest for a while."

Yang Guo said, "Please ask Master to arrange a quiet place for them to stay."

Huang Rong nodded: "Of course."

She personally led the group into the mansion, through the front courtyard's corridor, and to a quiet courtyard on the west side.

"This little courtyard is very quiet, suitable for recuperating."

Huang Rong pushed open the courtyard gate. "The two young ladies will stay here temporarily. Please just tell the servants if you need anything."

Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan thanked them repeatedly.

Huang Rong then said to Yang Guo, "Guo'er, you still have the room in the east courtyard. Fu'er is living next door to you now, so it's good for you young people to be close by and look after each other."

These words were spoken naturally, but Yang Guo understood their deeper meaning.

Wanyan Ping and Yelü Yan were arranged to stay in the west courtyard, which was separated from his east courtyard by the entire Guo mansion.

And Guo Fu was right next door to him...

This is creating an opportunity for Guo Fu.

Yang Guo chuckled inwardly, but on the surface he said respectfully, "Thank you for your arrangements, Master."

Huang Rong gave a few more instructions, then turned and left.

As she walked out of the courtyard, she glanced back and saw Yang Guo whispering something to Wanyan Ping. The girl listened intently, her eyes full of trust.

She shook her head, feeling both amused and helpless.

That kid is such a worry.

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