Huang Rong from The Return of the Condor Heroes: Brother Jing, let's get a divorce.

At this angry shout, Yang Guo sprang up from the cold jade bed almost reflexively, his movements even faster than when he practiced the Golden Goose Skill.

He scrambled to a corner of the stone chamber, covered his head with his hands, and adopted a rogue-like posture that said, "Do whatever you want with me, but please don't hit my face."

"Sister Long! It's a misunderstanding! A huge misunderstanding!" Yang Guo shrank his neck. "I did it to save you! Really! The situation was critical. If I hadn't... if I hadn't done that, you would have suffered a qi deviation and your meridians would have been severed! I swear to God, although I, Yang Guo, sometimes like to take a few verbal advantages, I am absolutely a gentleman, the kind who can remain unmoved even with a woman in my lap!"

The stone chamber was deathly silent.

The feather duster that I had expected didn't come crashing down on my head.

Yang Guo mustered his courage and secretly peeked out through his fingers.

Xiaolongnu remained seated on the jade bed in the same position. Although Yang Guo had straightened her clothes, they had been through quite a bit, and the neckline was slightly open, revealing a section of her long, fair neck and delicate collarbone. Her face, which was usually as cold as ice, was now flushed, even her ears were bright red.

She didn't look at Yang Guo, but instead looked down at her slightly disheveled belt, which Yang Guo had loosened before to perform acupuncture.

"You... saw it all?" Xiaolongnu's voice was very soft, as soft as a mosquito's hum, but it no longer had that coldness that kept people at a distance.

Yang Guo's heart skipped a beat.

This question is way beyond the scope of the curriculum!

If I say I saw it, I'll look like a pervert; if I say I didn't see it, wouldn't that be blatant lying and insulting people's intelligence?

"Um..." Yang Guo coughed twice, his eyes darting around, "The situation was too chaotic at the time, the stone chamber was dark, and I was busy circulating my internal energy to expel the poison. My mind was full of acupoint diagrams, and I really didn't pay attention to anything else. Besides, Sister Long, you are a celestial being descended to earth. How could a mortal like me dare to look at something that would be blasphemous to the gods?"

This is something you can only fool a three-year-old.

Although the stone chamber was dimly lit, it was not difficult for someone who practiced martial arts to see. Moreover, the two had just been in close contact, and had already seen everything, whether they should or shouldn't have.

Xiaolongnu slowly raised her head, her clear, watery eyes staring straight at Yang Guo.

"Then...why did you stop?"

"Huh?" Yang Guo was stunned, his mind not quite processing what was happening. "Stop what?"

Little Dragon Girl bit her lower lip, leaving a faint mark on it with her pearly teeth. She seemed to be trying her best to endure something, or perhaps she was trying to encourage herself.

"I remember..." she took a breath, her voice trembling but unusually clear, "I remember begging you."

Yang Guo felt a buzzing sound in his head.

It’s over.

Although the effects of the drug have worn off, my memory hasn't been completely lost.

At that time, Xiaolongnu was under the influence of the aphrodisiac and was delirious. She clung to him, rubbing against him and begging, looking like a little devil. Yang Guo only managed to restrain himself because of his strong sense of "not taking advantage of someone in distress".

"Um... Sister Long, you're poisoned. You're talking nonsense and it doesn't count."

Yang Guo quickly waved his hand, trying to brush the matter aside, "I know you only care about practicing martial arts. Although I, Yang Guo, am a scoundrel, I also know that forced relationships are never sweet. I can't do something like taking advantage of someone's misfortune."

"Nonsense?" Little Dragon Girl retorted.

She slowly moved her body and got off the cold jade bed.

When her feet touched the ground, she swayed, clearly still feeling weak.

Yang Guo instinctively wanted to rush over to help her, but he stopped himself after taking only half a step. The atmosphere was too strange; he dared not move.

Xiaolongnu steadied herself and walked step by step toward Yang Guo.

"Yang Guo, look at me." Xiaolongnu walked up to Yang Guo, the distance between them was no more than a foot.

Yang Guo was forced to raise his head and look at that stunningly beautiful face so close to his.

"Did you just... kiss me?" Little Dragon Girl pointed to her forehead, where the warmth of Yang Guo's lips still seemed to linger.

Yang Guo blushed; he couldn't deny it now.

"Ahem... well, I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself..." Yang Guo scratched his head awkwardly, "Mainly because I thought you were quite... quite cute, Sister Long, and I couldn't resist."

"Cute?" Little Dragon Girl pondered this unfamiliar word, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes before her resolve hardened. "Since we've already kissed, why not go all the way?"

"Huh?" Yang Guo's eyes widened, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

Is this still the same Little Dragon Girl, the descendant of the Ancient Tomb Sect who descended to earth like a celestial maiden?

"Sister Long, are you... are you still suffering from residual poison? Should I give you a couple more acupuncture needles?" Yang Guo said, reaching for the silver needles in his pocket.

"Snapped!"

Xiaolongnu grabbed his wrist with such force that Yang Guo's bones ached.

"I'm perfectly clear-headed." Little Dragon Girl stared into Yang Guo's eyes, her gaze filled with a fanatical obsession Yang Guo had never seen before. "I'm asking you, why didn't you see it through? Is it because you're incapable? Or is it because... you despise me for being unclean?"

As she spoke the last word, her voice trembled with fear.

She had been drugged by Yin Zhiping and nearly humiliated. Although Yang Guo saved her in the end, she felt that she had been tainted by those filthy things. She was afraid that Yang Guo would mind, afraid that he had pushed her away because he was disgusted by her.

Yang Guo felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart when he saw her anxious and uncertain expression.

He was completely unaware that Xiaolongnu had said he was no good!

That silly woman.

They may seem aloof and superior on the surface, but they are actually more fragile and sensitive than anyone else inside.

"Sister Long, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yang Guo grabbed her hand in return, his tone becoming serious. "In my heart, you will always be the most beautiful and purest woman in the world. Even if all the women in the world are dirty, you will remain spotless."

"Then why...?"

"Because I couldn't bear to!" Yang Guo interrupted her, shouting, "You're my Dragon Sister! The closest person to me in this world! In that situation, if you woke up and found yourself... done that to by me, you would hate me to death! I don't want you to hate me, and I don't want you to regret it!"

After Yang Guo finished shouting, the entire stone chamber fell silent.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving. He had kept these words inside for a long time, and today he finally mustered the strength to say them.

Little Dragon Girl stared blankly at him, the mist in her eyes gradually condensing into tears, which slid down her cheeks.

"I can't bear to part with her..." she murmured to herself, a faint smile slowly appearing on her lips.

Although Yang Guo had seen Xiaolongnu smile before, she looked breathtakingly beautiful at this moment.

"Guo'er," Xiaolongnu called softly, no longer calling him Yang Guo.

"Yes." Yang Guo responded subconsciously, his heart still pounding, wondering what kind of trouble this young lady was going to cause this time.

"Since you don't mind, since you can't bear to part with him..." Little Dragon Girl took a step forward, almost pressing herself against Yang Guo.

Yang Guo felt a faint fragrance waft towards him; it was Xiaolongnu's unique scent, mixed with a faint medicinal fragrance, which smelled incredibly pleasant.

"So...do you like me?"

This direct attack caught Yang Guo completely off guard.

He was definitely a seasoned player, always smooth-talking and easily seducing respectable women. But when faced with such a profound love, especially from the woman he had always revered like a goddess, he chickened out.

"This...this..." Yang Guo stammered, his eyes darting around, "Sister Long, I'm a Taoist priest, this isn't the proper way..."

A cold glint flashed in Xiaolongnu's eyes. "You said it yourself: the Ancient Tomb Sect doesn't need to abide by outside rules. You said it yourself: as long as the two of you are happy, who cares what others think?"

"That's right, that's right, but..."

"No buts."

Suddenly, Xiaolongnu reached out, grabbed Yang Guo's collar, and yanked it hard.

Yang Guo stumbled and was pushed against the stone wall behind him.

"Bang!"

Yang Guo winced in pain as his back slammed against the hard stone wall. Before he could react, two jade-like arms braced themselves on either side of his body, trapping him firmly in this small space.

Wall bang!

He was still pinned against the wall by the woman!

Yang Guo looked at the imposing Xiaolongnu in front of him, his mind a complete mess.

This script is wrong!

Shouldn't I be the one exuding domineering charisma and conquering the aloof older sister? How did it turn into the older sister forcibly taking a man from a commoner?

"Sister Long... Sister Long, let's talk this out. It's not polite to resort to physical violence..." Yang Guo swallowed, feeling his throat go dry.

"I'm not refined." Little Dragon Girl had completely lost her ethereal grace; she was now the spitting image of a resentful woman driven to desperation. "I just want the truth. Yang Guo, do you like me or not? If you do, we'll spend our lives in this Ancient Tomb, and no one can separate us. If you don't…"

She paused, a resolute ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.

"If you don't like it, I'll kill you right now, then kill myself. We'll die together!"

Yang Guo felt a chill run down his spine.

This woman is serious!

She's really capable of doing something like that!

Seeing Xiaolongnu's eyes, slightly reddened with excitement, and her pretty face, tense with nervousness, Yang Guo's defenses finally crumbled completely.

To hell with the Quanzhen Taoists!

Even without the Quanzhen Sect, Laozi could still become the best in the world.

If I become the best in the world, why would I be afraid of Uncle Guo?

I just love Little Dragon Girl! I've loved her from the first moment I saw her!

"I love you!" Yang Guo suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Xiaolongnu's eyes, and shouted, "I love you! Even if the entire Quanzhen Sect opposes it, I still love you! I want to marry you! And have you give birth to a whole bunch of monkeys!"

Upon hearing this, the fierceness in Xiaolongnu's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by endless tenderness and joy.

She released her grip on the wall, leaned softly into Yang Guo's arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his chest.

"Fool..." she muttered under her breath, but her voice was full of sweetness.