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

Huang Rong emerged from the stone chamber, straightening the hem of her wide Taoist robe. In the main hall, Xiaolongnu sat on a stone bench, staring blankly at the water cup on the stone table. Li Mochou leaned against a stone pillar, listlessly fiddling with her hair.

The three women each occupied a separate spot, ignoring each other. There wasn't a sound in the air.

Huang Rong cleared her throat, breaking the silence: "What do people usually eat in this ancient tomb? Guo'er is growing, he can't just drink honey water every day, can he?"

Little Dragon Girl put down the stone cup and nodded: "The kitchen is in the back, Madam Guo, please make your way."

Having spent most of her time in the ancient tomb, she was completely ignorant of worldly affairs and social niceties. In her view, as long as someone was willing to cook, she was happy to have some peace and quiet.

Li Mochou, however, was no pushover. She knew Huang Rong's methods all too well. She turned to Xiaolongnu and said in a low voice, "Junior Sister, they are guests. How can we make guests cook? If word gets out, people will think that our Ancient Tomb Sect doesn't know the rules and can't even afford a decent meal."

Little Dragon Girl replied expressionlessly, "If she wants to make it, then let her. I only know how to make noodles for Guo'er, but he says he's tired of it."

Li Mochou was nearly choked to death. What on earth was this junior sister thinking? She was practically challenging her to a power grab, and she was complaining that her noodles weren't tasty enough?

Huang Rong overheard their conversation but didn't say anything. She turned and went to the kitchen. Yang Guo quickly followed her in to help, afraid that the three women might fight if they were alone together.

She walked to the stove, and very naturally rolled up her sleeves, revealing a section of her fair arm.

"Go stand over there, I'll do it." Huang Rong picked up the kitchen knife from the stove and gestured at a piece of wild boar meat.

Yang Guo quickly stood up and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Aunt Guo, this won't do! You are a distinguished guest and an elder. This ancient tomb is Teacher Long's territory. How can we let our guest cook? If word gets out, people will think that the Ancient Tomb Sect doesn't know the rules."

Huang Rong turned her head, her beautiful peach blossom eyes scanning him up and down.

"Rules? You're talking to me about rules?" Huang Rong snorted, and with a swift movement, she sliced ​​the wild boar meat in half with a "thud".

"I'm your aunt, so taking care of you is one thing. Besides, I want to see what kind of pig swill you eat in this dark and gloomy place. Now that I'm here, I'll be in charge of your meals and daily life for the next few days."

She wasn't just saying this to Yang Guo; she was also making her stance clear.

She's going to take over this place.

Yang Guo dared not argue, and could only obediently step aside to watch Huang Rong skillfully chop vegetables, start a fire, and heat the pot. Even when cooking in this simple stone cave, this woman's movements were so elegant that there was not a single flaw.

Meanwhile, in the passageway outside the stone kitchen.

Li Mochou leaned against the cold stone wall, her arms crossed over her chest. Although her internal energy was sealed, her hearing was still intact, and she could hear the conversation inside the stone kitchen clearly.

As Xiaolongnu, carrying her Lady's Sword, was preparing to return to her Jade Bed to meditate, she was stopped by Li Mochou as she passed through the passageway.

"Junior sister, did you hear me?" Li Mochou lowered her voice, her tone revealing strong dissatisfaction.

Little Dragon Girl stopped and turned her head to look at her.

"What did you hear?"

"That woman surnamed Huang!" Li Mochou gritted her teeth. "She actually went to the kitchen to cook! This is an ancient tomb, and you are the master of this tomb. She's an outsider, and she's already acting like she owns the place, going to the kitchen to give orders. She's treating this ancient tomb like her own home!"

Little Dragon Girl's expression remained unchanged.

"The cooking is quite good." Little Dragon Girl said calmly, "Having someone cook gives us a change of pace and saves Guo'er a lot of effort."

Li Mochou almost choked to death by those words.

What's going on in this junior sister's head?

"This isn't about food!" Li Mochou exclaimed anxiously, taking a step forward and whispering in Xiaolongnu's ear, "This is about control! This woman is using the guise of an elder, clearly intending to keep Yang Guo firmly in her grasp. Aren't you afraid she'll take Yang Guo back to Xiangyang? Then you'll be all alone in this Ancient Tomb."

Xiaolongnu remained silent for a moment.

Images flashed through her mind of Yang Guo teaching her various novel moves of the "Jade Maiden Heart Sutra Swordplay" on the jade bed last night. If Yang Guo were gone, who would play those role-playing games with her?

"She can't take the boy away," Little Dragon Girl replied with absolute certainty.

What makes you so sure?

"Guo'er said he likes ancient tombs." After saying this, Xiaolongnu picked up her sword, turned around and left, completely ignoring Li Mochou's stomping.

Li Mochou stomped her feet in anger as she watched Xiaolongnu's retreating figure.

That silly girl has no idea how formidable the women outside are. That Huang Rong, she exudes the aura of a vixen from head to toe, yet she still acts like an elder, making her the most difficult to deal with.

No.

I can't let this woman bully Guo'er.

Half an hour later.

The stone table was laden with food.

A plate of stir-fried wild boar, a plate of stir-fried fresh bamboo shoots, a plate of stewed pheasant with mushrooms, plus a large bowl of rich bone broth.

Simple ingredients, Huang Rong transformed them into something resembling a royal banquet. The aroma filled the small stone chamber, wafting straight into one's nostrils.

Four people sat around a stone table.

Yang Guo sat in the main seat, with Huang Rong on his left, Li Mochou on his right, and Xiaolongnu opposite him.

The seating arrangement was an art in itself. Huang Rong pulled Yang Guo to sit down, placing herself right next to him. Li Mochou, not to be outdone, immediately took over the other side. Xiaolongnu, completely unconcerned, simply sat down opposite them.

Huang Rong picked up a soup ladle and first ladled a large bowl of hot soup for Yang Guo, placing it in front of him.

"Guo'er, drink it while it's hot. When you were little on Peach Blossom Island, you loved the soup I made the most." Huang Rong's voice was gentle, and every word she spoke proclaimed her special status as someone who had accompanied Yang Guo through his growth.

"Back then you were such a picky eater. You wouldn't touch any food cooked by others; you'd only eat if I cooked it myself. You haven't tasted my cooking for a year now, you must be craving it!"

Yang Guo picked up the bowl, gulped down a big mouthful, and gave a thumbs-up, showering the bowl with flattery.

"Aunt Guo's cooking is the best in the world! I dream about it and my mouth waters. This soup is so delicious, you could swallow your tongue!"

Li Mochou snorted coldly from the side.

She picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of wild boar meat, and put it in her mouth.

She had already prepared a hundred ways to nitpick, such as the meat being too tough, too salty, or undercooked.

but.

The moment the meat entered my mouth, its rich aroma, a perfect blend of meaty flavor and just the right amount of spices, exploded in my mouth. The meat was tender and springy, completely devoid of the gamey smell often found in wild boar.

Li Mochou paused in her chewing motion.

This woman's cooking skills are terrifyingly good.

She swallowed her critical words and forced herself to maintain a disdainful expression.

"The cooking is so-so, barely edible," Li Mochou commented vaguely, then immediately turned to Yang Guo and put a piece of meat into his bowl as well.

"Guo'er, eat more meat to nourish your body. A few days ago, you fought desperately against Zhao Zhijing and his gang of Taoist priests to save me, and you used up so much of your internal energy. You haven't recovered yet."

As soon as Li Mochou said these words, the temperature in the stone chamber changed noticeably.

Huang Rong's chopsticks froze in mid-air.

Save you? Fight to the death?

Huang Rong turned her head and looked Li Mochou up and down.

"Oh? Guo'er would risk his life for others?" Huang Rong's tone was tinged with surprise, but even more so with scrutiny. "When he was by my side, he was always the first to shield me from danger. I thought he only cared about me, his elder."

This statement contains a great deal of information.

Blocking the way?

Li Mochou immediately seized on this opportunity to criticize.

"Madam Guo, you are mistaken." Li Mochou met Huang Rong's gaze without backing down. "Guo'er is a loyal and righteous man. He will repay kindness with his life. Although our Ancient Tomb Sect is small in number, we also know how to repay kindness. Guo'er even dared to kill the elders of the Quanzhen Sect to protect me. This kind of affection cannot be compared to the value of the 'elders' that Chief Huang mentioned."

Yang Guo buried his head in his rice, wishing he could bury his whole face in the bowl.

Don't even mention it!

Huang Rong was clearly jealous of Zhao Zhijing's actions, as she had only acted to protect Li Mochou's innocence. Now Li Mochou was using it as leverage to flaunt her innocence.

really.

Huang Rong chuckled softly and put down her chopsticks.

"Li Xianzi is right, Guo'er is indeed a man of deep affection," Huang Rong said slowly. "Throughout the journey to Zhongnan Mountain, he has been incredibly considerate of me. When we stayed at an inn, he even personally prepared water for me to wash my feet and brought it to my room. As his aunt, I am very grateful for his filial piety."

An inn? Foot bath water?

Li Mochou's heart skipped a beat.

What is this woman implying? An elder and a younger person staying together in an inn, even bringing each other water to wash their feet? Isn't this relationship a little too intimate?

"Madam Guo is truly blessed," Li Mochou retorted through gritted teeth. "However, Guo'er has grown up now and has his own opinions. His willingness to stay in the Ancient Tomb and accompany us in the cave to study the 'Special Acupoint Unlocking Method' shows that he has his own plans."

Cave. Special method for locating acupoints.

These two words precisely hit Huang Rong's weak spot.

Huang Rong clenched her fist tightly under the table.

The two women, separated by Yang Guo, engaged in a fierce verbal battle, each word laced with hidden malice, every phrase a struggle for ownership of Yang Guo.

Yang Guo, caught in the middle, felt his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He dared not take sides.

If you help Huang Rong, Li Mochou will immediately get angry. Once she reveals what happened between the two in the cave, you will lose everything.

If Huang Rong helps Li Mochou, she will definitely turn on her on the spot and smash this stone table with a single move of the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm.

Just when the tension was high and the air thick with the smell of gunpowder, it felt like an explosion was about to happen.

A pair of fair and slender hands, holding a pair of wooden chopsticks, reached into the plate containing stewed pheasant with mushrooms.

Little Dragon Girl remained silent.

From the moment the meal was served, she focused intently on eating. For her, this meal was like opening the door to a whole new world. In all her life, she had never eaten anything delicious except for honey and plain noodles.

It wasn't until Yang came over that she began to understand a little about what delicious food was.

But it wasn't until Huang Rong arrived that she realized there were such delicious things in the world.

She picked up the fattest and tenderest chicken thigh from the plate.

then.

Under the astonished gazes of Huang Rong and Li Mochou, Xiaolongnu steadily placed the chicken leg into Yang Guo's bowl.

"Guo'er, eat."

Just three simple words.

There were no unnecessary embellishments, nor any emotional fluctuations.

She didn't even glance at Huang Rong and Li Mochou, and continued to eat her rice with her head down.

The entire stone chamber fell silent instantly.

Huang Rong stared at Xiaolongnu.

This cold, aloof girl actually offered to serve food to someone? She had been observing this girl, and found her to be indifferent to everything, completely clueless about social niceties.

But now, this blockhead is actually serving food to Yang Guo right in front of the two women?

Yang'er even managed to win over such a cold and aloof woman?

Li Mochou also stared at Xiaolongnu.

My junior sister is usually very quiet, rarely speaking a word, let alone picking up food for me. We hardly ever even talk to each other while eating together. Why is she acting so intimately in front of strangers today?

Could she also be with Yang Guo...?

Yang Guo looked at the steaming chicken leg in the bowl.

Now look at Huang Rong on the left, who hides a knife behind her smile.

Li Mochou on the right looks wary.

Across from them stood the Little Dragon Girl, who remained expressionless and focused on eating.

He felt that the chicken thigh was incredibly heavy, and that eating it might cause his intestines to burst.

"Ahem..." Yang Guo cleared his throat, trying to break the deadly silence. "Everyone, eat, eat. Aunt Guo's cooking is unparalleled. It would be a huge loss if you didn't eat."

He forced himself to take a bite of the chicken.

This meal was more tiring than practicing the Nine Yin Manual for a whole day.

Half an hour later.

The dinner party finally ended.

Yang Guo took the initiative to clean up the dishes and ran to the sink to wash them as if he were escaping.

Huang Rong sat on the stone bench and elegantly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

She glanced at Li Mochou, who was meditating to digest her food, and then at Xiaolongnu, who was standing to the side wiping her Lady Sword.

These two women are contrasting: one is radiant and ruthless, the other is aloof and ethereal.

We can't let Guo'er stay with them anymore.

We must take the initiative.

Huang Rong stood up, walked straight to the pool, and patted Yang Guo on the shoulder.

"Guo'er, don't wash it now, leave it until tomorrow."

Yang Guo's hand trembled, and he almost smashed the stone bowl.

"Auntie, is there anything else you need?"

Huang Rong turned her head, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the other two women in the stone chamber to hear clearly.

"Didn't you say before that the black, personalized gift was specially made to my size?"

Huang Rong looked directly into Yang Guo's eyes, her tone carrying an undeniable domineering air.

"Come on, take me to your room."

"I'll try it now and see if the size fits."