Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

"I really didn't expect that someone with such profound internal strength and proficiency in various martial arts styles would be so young?"

Xiao Yaoqing smiled and replied:

"There are many things the nun hasn't considered. Of course, there are also some things I don't understand."

What he couldn't understand was naturally the matter of the Flower Palace.

But Xiao Yaoqing didn't want to get entangled any longer. He waved to Yuchi Feng and the Bitter Monk, then turned and left.

The Abbess Miejue spoke again from behind:

"You need to give me an explanation for the Emei Nine Yang Skill and Snow-Piercing Cloud Palm techniques you're wearing next time we meet."

Xiao Yaoqing didn't stop walking, but a playful smile appeared on his lips.

After taking two steps, the three of them took off and flew back the way they came.

However, they seem to have forgotten one person—

The heir of the Seventh Prince, Zha Yadu.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zha Yadu got up from the ground with an embarrassed look on his face and slunk away in the direction he came from.

He originally wanted to show off in front of Zhao Min.

It turned out that he couldn't beat anyone.

They even added a burden to Emei.

Now he doesn't even have the courage to talk to those nuns at Emei.

Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?

You'd better get somewhere far away quickly.

When Xiao Yaoqing and the other two returned to Zhao Min's side, the voices of the Xuanming Elders could already be heard:

"Master Xiao, Master Ku, Master Yuchi, are you alright?"

Then Zhao Min spoke up, her voice tinged with sarcasm:

"What could Xiao Yaoqing possibly be up to? He's having a great time with that pretty nun; he's probably even forgotten about me, the princess."

"Forehead……"

The expressions of the two Xuanming Elders, the Bitter Monk, and Yuchi Feng were all unnatural, so they simply pretended to be deaf and dumb and no one said a word.

Everyone could tell that Zhao Min was clearly jealous.

Xiao Yaoqing's expression was somewhat strange as he looked at Zhao Min and said, "Who's playing with her? We clearly had a fight, okay?"

Zhao Min was still sulking, her lips pouting high.

But she quickly realized something was wrong and immediately asked, "Why is your mask gone? Didn't the people from Emei notice anything?"

The princess has truly reached her limit.

Xiao Yaoqing only realized what was going on after Zhao Min asked him that question.

Did the mask on your face fall off?

It must have been torn off when he was fighting with Hua Yuenü earlier.

But the problem is—

Zhou Zhiruo recognized herself!

In her heart, wasn't she always the villain of the Ming Cult?

Logically speaking, when Zhou Zhiruo saw his face, she should have immediately complained to Abbess Miejue and asked her to speak up for her fellow disciple.

"But……"

Xiao Yaoqing turned his head and glanced at the Emei group in the depression in the distance.

He remembered clearly that Zhou Zhiruo was standing right behind Abbess Miejue.

But when she saw her real face, she wasn't surprised at all.

This means that she knew who he was a long time ago.

But she chose to keep it a secret.

Why is that?

The look Zhou Zhiruo gave him when they brushed past each other at the inn suddenly came back to mind.

Xiao Yaoqing felt a strange, indescribable feeling welling up inside him:

"No way...it shouldn't be that bad..."

"Xiao Yaoqing, what are you looking at?"

Zhao Min's voice pulled him back to reality.

Xiao Yaoqing turned his head, looked at Zhao Min, and shook his head: "Princess, think about it. Emei is a prestigious and righteous sect. I just helped them. Do you think they would turn against me?"

"Um……"

Zhao Min stared at him, her face full of disbelief.

She was using the Ming Cult's name to get things done.

The feud between the Ming Cult and the Emei Sect is an intractable problem.

Even if Xiao Yaoqing helps, will Abbess Miejue really let it go?

What a joke.

But the facts are clear: Emei didn't lay a finger on Xiao Yaoqing.

Even if Zhao Min had doubts in her heart, she couldn't just run over and grab Abbess Miejue to ask her for an explanation right now.

So she simply stopped thinking about it, got up, mounted her horse, and stared intently at Xiao Yaoqing:

"Alright, since everything's fine, let's go."

Xiao Yaoqing: "Should I ride on it too?"

Zhao Min retorted directly, "Nonsense! I wouldn't even allow others to ride on my horse. I'm offering you a seat, and you're not happy about it?"

What do you mean I took the initiative? Tsk.

Oh well, it was like that when we arrived, so it doesn't matter now.

Xiao Yaoqing touched the ground with his toes and landed behind Zhao Min again.

Zhao Min watched him mount his horse, a slight smile playing on her lips. She waved towards the Xuanming Elders and said:

"Let's go, back to the manor!"

After saying that, she spurred her horse and galloped away.

The remaining four people exchanged glances:

"Is the princess not waiting for anyone?"

When Zha Yadu ran back, covered in sweat, Zhao Min and the others were nowhere to be seen.

Only his horse remained, standing alone in the same spot.

He gritted his teeth, flipped himself up, climbed onto the horse, and rode off alone.

At this moment, the four elders of Xuanming seemed to be in perfect sync, using their lightness skills to leisurely hang behind Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing.

It's obvious that the spacing was deliberately increased.

At this moment, Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing were riding together on one horse.

She didn't urge the horse to run too fast.

It was as if she was enjoying the time she spent alone with Xiao Yaoqing.

But Xiao Yaoqing didn't think much about these things at all.

Even the sword sheath no longer hurt Zhao Min.

He simply couldn't understand how the Yihua Palace could have suddenly appeared.

Now that the Yihua Palace has appeared, does that mean the great hero Yan Nantian is still around?

Is there any chance to obtain the Wedding Dress Divine Skill?

But Zhao Min wouldn't let him think about things in peace.

"Xiao Yaoqing, hey, tell me, didn't that woman in the yellow dress have really soft hands?"

Xiao Yaoqing was still pondering the matter when he casually replied:

"It is indeed quite soft."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min clenched her teeth without making a sound.

Then he asked again:

"So, is her hand more lenient, or mine?"

When Zhao Min asked that question, her tone was clearly off.

Just as Xiao Yaoqing was about to open his mouth to answer, he suddenly broke free from his thoughts.

They immediately realized the pitfall of Zhao Min's question, as well as the way she spoke.

His expression suddenly became subtle.

How should I respond?

Are your hands softer?

Or is it that her hands are softer?

None of them are right!!

During Xiao Yaoqing's brief hesitation, Zhao Min pressed forward:

Why aren't you saying anything?

Xiao Yaoqing: →_→

"Can't you focus on something serious? Aren't you curious about where those people came from?"

Zhao Min pursed her lips:

"Of course I'm curious, but can mere curiosity lead to a proper investigation?"

Zhao Min exuded an unsettling aura, as if a jar of vinegar had been spilled, its sourness pungent and unpleasant.

"What are you doing? Why are you so jealous?"

"Do you think it's my business every time you see a pretty woman?"

"Even if there were something going on, what does it have to do with you? Why do you care so much?"

Xiao Yaoqing's tone was anything but polite, and his words were full of barbs.

He increasingly felt that something was wrong with Zhao Min.

She seemed to have some inappropriate thoughts about herself.

Xiao Yaoqing was well aware that sometimes transmigrating could allow one to "intercept" opportunities.

He was interested in the plot, but he really didn't want to get involved in it.

He just wanted to stay put and wait for the Yuan Dynasty to collapse before venturing out into the world of martial arts.

If he really gets involved with Zhao Min, what will he do when the Prince of Ruyang falls from power?

Should we help or not?

He had absolutely no affection for the Yuan Dynasty.

If it weren't for this entanglement, he would have left without looking back.

Now, when Zhao Min heard him say that, her anger flared up instantly.

Already extremely jealous, Xiao Yaoqing added, "What's it to you?"

She was about to explode.

"Whoa!!"

Without saying a word, she suddenly pulled on the reins.

The horse's hooves suddenly shot up high, almost throwing the rider off.

If Xiao Yaoqing hadn't been able to maintain his composure with his internal energy, he would have already fallen to the ground.

After the horse's hooves landed, Xiao Yaoqing looked at Zhao Min's face, which was turning blue with anger, and knew that she was truly furious.

But this is good, keeping her away from him is exactly what he wanted.

He immediately added:

"Are you angry? Fine, I'll get down and walk myself."

He was about to dismount when he said that.

Zhao Min, however, shouted at him sharply:

"Don't move!"

His tone was as hard as iron, which startled Xiao Yaoqing.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Min slapped the horse's back with her palm, and her whole body was lifted into the air.

Xiao Yaoqing thought she was going to leave in a huff.

Who knew she would spin 180 degrees in the air and land steadily back on the horse.

Xiao Yaoqing's pupils contracted:

"What exactly do you want?"

The space on horseback is already small, and it's already quite cramped for two people to squeeze together.

But Zhao Min is now sitting directly in front of Xiao Yaoqing, her chest almost touching his.

Xiao Yaoqing could even feel that if Zhao Min raised her head slightly, the tip of her nose would touch his lips.

Before he could react, Zhao Min had already spoken, her voice crisp and clear:

"Xiao Yaoqing, I like you!"

As soon as he said that, a commotion immediately came from the woods behind him.

The four people following far behind, the Xuanming Elders, Yuchi Feng, and Ku Toutuo, all stopped at the same time.

Four pairs of eyes stared wide-eyed.

They opened their mouths slightly and glanced at each other.

Although these people deliberately kept a distance from Xiao Yaoqing and Zhao Min, their attention never left the front.

Moreover, the two elders of Xuanming also had to protect Zhao Min's safety.

Zhao Min didn't hold back at all when she confessed her feelings; she shouted it out at the top of her lungs.

So the information clearly reached the ears of all four people.

The four grown men were stunned on the spot.

They had long suspected that there was something ambiguous between Zhao Min and Xiao Yaoqing, but they never expected that a princess would confess so directly.

The four of them looked at each other, their faces full of embarrassment.

Then they coughed in unison and turned around.

They have a great understanding.

Anyone who bothers those two now is a fool.

Just wait patiently.

On horseback, Xiao Yaoqing was even more shocked than the other four.

He had previously only guessed at Zhao Min's feelings.

Moreover, after guessing it, his first reaction was to hide.

It wasn't that Zhao Min wasn't good-looking, nor that Xiao Yaoqing had no feelings for her.

In fact, in Xiao Yaoqing's original world, there were very few people who didn't like Zhao Min.

He was certainly among those who liked it.

The problem is, Zhao Min's identity is what it is.

But now, Zhao Min boldly sat right next to him, completely disregarding the fact that people behind them could hear, and directly shouted out those words.

Xiao Yaoqing stared into her eyes and noticed that tears were welling up in them.

He knew perfectly well why those tears were flowing.