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

Little did he know that Zhao Min's eyes were now shining brighter and brighter as she stared at him, as if a meteor shower was about to fall from the sky.

"this……"

For a moment, Xiao Yaoqing didn't know how to respond.

You can't just tell her directly, "You actually wrote this poem."

Right?

If I said that out loud, who would believe me?

Zhao Min has absolutely no intention of writing poetry right now!

Xiao Yaoqing accidentally plagiarized in front of the original owner.

But now, how should he respond to Zhao Min's shocked expression?

Should we adopt an arrogant and condescending attitude and casually say something like:

"So-so, third best in the world?"

That's just too shameless.

Fortunately, at that moment, Yuan scouts rode swiftly towards them on horseback.

"Report—!"

That shout was loud and clear, which helped Xiao Yaoqing get through this awkward situation.

"Reporting to the Princess, the Wudang Sect members have come down the mountain!"

The Wudang Sect has descended the mountain!

Upon hearing this, the eyes of the Xuanming Elders and Zhao Min lit up simultaneously.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Min glanced at the two elders of Xuanming and nodded slightly.

The two elders of Xuanming didn't say much, and they both clasped their fists at Zhao Min at the same time.

With a leap, he soared into the air and charged headlong in one direction.

Xiao Yaoqing knew perfectly well what the Xuanming Elders were going to do.

But a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes:

"The Emei Sect withdrew from Bright Peak ahead of time. I wonder if Yin Liting of Wudang knows about the grudges from back then."

"Did he bump into Cheng Kun alone, or did he come down with Song Yuanqiao and the others?"

In fact, the scene where Yin Liting breaks down and bumps into Cheng Kun alone, although not a grand scene, is very crucial.

In the original story, it was because Yin Liting's arms and legs were broken by Cheng Kun that Zhang Wuji learned that Cheng Kun was not dead at all, but had faked his death!

But if Yin Liting really encountered Cheng Kun alone, Cheng Kun would already be too weak after taking that Heart-Shattering Palm from the Yihua Palace.

Dealing with Cheng Kun in this state was as easy as crushing an ant for Yin Liting.

A strange thought popped into Xiao Yaoqing's mind:

"Could it be that Cheng Kun was stabbed to death by Yin Liting with a single sword strike?!"

This led to some unexpected plot twists.

However, Xiao Yaoqing reconsidered.

Lianxing, the second palace master of Yihua Palace, has now started calling herself "Brother Xiao Yaoqing".

Forget about all those messy plot twists!

Speaking of which...

Lianxing, the current second mistress of Yihua Palace, is indeed somewhat intoxicated by "her brother's warmth".

It's stuck inside, I can't pull it out.

At this moment, not a single word from the Yihua Palace reached her ears.

Embroidered jade valley, moved flower palace.

After Hua Yuenü rushed back overnight, she had just finished reporting her work to Yaoyue and Lianxing and was still in the back hall.

A fair-skinned, handsome man lay on the bed. His brows finally twitched slightly, and his eyelids slowly opened.

Jiang Feng's face was still a little pale, and his lips were cracked. He stuck out his tongue and licked them, wincing in pain.

He slowly sat up, supporting himself on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to rub the throbbing spot on his chest, and then began to look around.

The palace was decorated in a rich and flamboyant style, and the whole room was filled with the scent of perfume.

The color scheme, the decorations, even the swords hanging on the wall are all women's styles, making it look like the boudoir of some wealthy family.

"Where...is this?"

His throat was so dry it was hoarse, but his voice was still pleasant to hear.

After all, he is the most handsome man in the world, and Jiang Feng's title is not given for nothing.

His mouth was so dry that he didn't have time to think about anything else. He rolled out of bed and went straight for the teapot on the table.

But when you pick it up and pour it out, it's empty; not a single drop of water is left.

Jiang Feng could only drag his feet and stagger out.

Outside the rear hall gate was a beautiful large garden, just like the back garden of the royal palace.

A small bridge spans the water, the stream flows gurgling, and birdsong accompanies the fragrance of flowers.

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and his steps slowed down.

Not long after he left, a woman wearing a thin veil and flowing white clothes entered the inner hall carrying a tray.

If Xiao Yaoqing were present, he would definitely recognize this person at a glance—it is Hua Yuenü, whom he had met before.

Hua Yuenü changed into a white gauze dress, which made her look even more ethereal.

As soon as she entered the room, she saw that the bed was empty, and her brows immediately furrowed, her eyes filled with anxiety.

He quickly put the tray he was carrying on the table, turned around, and chased after her.

Jiang Feng was someone that the Grand Palace Master, Yaoyue, personally instructed to take good care of.

She and Hua Xingnu had to take good care of the person.

At the very least, we can't let Jiang Feng die here.

More importantly, Jiang Feng must not be allowed to step out of the Yihua Palace.

If she weren't careful and Jiang Feng got away, causing Yaoyue to fly into a rage, would she have any good days left?

Fortunately, Jiang Feng hadn't fully recovered and hadn't gone very far.

When Hua Yuenü caught up, she saw Jiang Feng squatting by the stream in the garden, cupping the water in his hands and gulping it down.

Jiang Feng's body was finally completely cleaned up.

Otherwise, if he had taken even a sip of water, he would have died on the spot.

It has to be said that good-looking people are pleasing to the eye no matter what they do.

Just like now—he knelt on one knee by the stream, cupping water in his hands and bringing it to his mouth, as if he had melted into the garden and become a painting.

Logically speaking, Hua Yuenü should be staring blankly at his profile at this moment.

But when her gaze fell on Jiang Feng, the image of that fleeting glimpse from a few days ago suddenly flashed through her mind!

Hua Yuenü was startled and quickly shook her head.

Her face, hidden beneath the veil, flushed slightly, and she inwardly berated herself:

"Moon Slave, Moon Slave, it's been so long, why are you still thinking about that man?!"

Who is that man?

Isn't that Xiao Yaoqing?!

Jiang Feng? A smooth-talking jerk, how can he compare to Xiao Yaoqing?

Hua Yuenü certainly knew that Jiang Feng was the legendary most handsome man in the world.

But now, as she looked at Jiang Feng, the thoughts that arose in her mind were exactly the same as when Lianxing first met Xiao Yaoqing—

"This Jiang Feng is such a disappointment, isn't he?"

That's right. If Jiang Feng can be considered the most handsome man in the world, then where does Xiao Yaoqing stand?

However, none of them had considered one question.

Jiang Feng, the "Number One in the World"

Which world are you referring to?

Xiao Yaoqing and Jiang Feng are from completely different worlds.

Hua Yuenü tried her best to banish Xiao Yaoqing's image from her mind.

Then she gracefully landed in front of Jiang Feng, her voice cold:

"Sir, is it inappropriate for you to wander around this garden without the master's permission?"

This was the first thing Hua Yuen-nu said to her future husband, Jiang Feng, and her tone was clearly accusatory.

If Xiao Yaoqing heard this, he would probably be stunned again.

In fact, during the time Hua Yuenü was taking care of the unconscious Jiang Feng, she looked at this "most handsome man in the world" every day.

s face.

Which girl doesn't dream of love?

She had been interested for a long time.

When Jiang Feng woke up, her heart was beating faster than usual when she spoke to him.

But now, when Hua Yuenü faces Jiang Feng, she shows no emotion whatsoever except for the same coldness as Grand Palace Master Yaoyue.

It's not just that the reason why Yaoyue spared Jiang Feng's life has changed.

Is the relationship between Hua Yuenü and Jiang Feng also going to run into trouble?

If that's really the case—

Good heavens, eighteen years later, where are Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque now?

Jiang Feng was enjoying his water when a voice suddenly reached his ears—a voice he had never heard before.

He froze for a moment, then slowly turned his head away.

When Jiang Feng saw the veiled woman, his heart skipped a beat, and his eyes lit up instantly.

This woman is unbelievably beautiful!

If he were the most handsome man in the world, he would be willing to rank this woman as the most beautiful woman in the world.

However, if we're talking about the most beautiful woman in the world, it has to be the Grand Palace Master Yaoyue, who is currently in seclusion.

Hua Yuenu doesn't even rank second.

In terms of looks alone, even Lianxing would rank ahead of her.

Jiang Feng stared at Hua Yuenü with a burning gaze, completely mesmerized.

He had already made up his mind: "This is the woman I've been looking for, the one I can spend my life with."

Speaking of which, Jiang Feng's reputation in the martial arts world speaks for itself, and young ladies from all walks of life have long regarded him as their dream lover.

He has no shortage of women pursuing him, but none of them are worthy of his attention.

Only Hua Yuenü before him made him fall in love at first sight.

Deep down, he felt that only this woman was worthy to be his wife.

If Hua Yuenü were still the same person she used to be, she would have blushed deeply and lowered her head long ago, being stared at like that by Jiang Feng.

In that case, the image she left for Jiang Feng would be that of a woman who couldn't even see her toes when she looked down, only the view of her chest, which would be called an unparalleled beauty.

Of course, the "exquisite beauty" here...

It doesn't mean the literal meaning.

It's said that when a woman sees the man she loves in a crowd, her eyes meet and she lowers her head as if she's been electrocuted. Her eyes seem to be looking at his toes, but her mind is not on them at all.

Her heart was pounding, and the girl was lost in thought, unaware that her appearance was the most beautiful sight in the world in the man's eyes.

But now.

Jiang Feng could no longer see the peerless beauty in his heart.

Seeing Jiang Feng's burning gaze, Hua Yuenü felt a surge of anger rising within her.

Her instinctive thought was, "No one should look at me like that, except him..."

But this person was, after all, someone that the Grand Palace Master Yaoyue had specifically instructed.

She couldn't afford to turn against him.

He simply lowered his voice and said coldly:

Didn't you hear me calling you?

Hua Yuen-nu's icy tone made Jiang Feng's heart tighten.

The warmth in his eyes vanished instantly.

He cursed himself inwardly.

It's so rude of you to stare at someone like that the first time you meet them.

As Hua Yuenü turned around, Jiang Feng got up from the ground, wiped his mouth, and quickly bowed.

He lowered his voice, trying his best to make it sound gentle and pleasant: "When the young lady spoke, it was like the sound of silver bells in the wind. When I heard the noise and looked up, I was stunned to see such a person. I was completely dumbfounded. It was my fault for being rude. Jiang Feng apologizes to the young lady and begs her forgiveness."