Martial Arts Crossover: Infiltrating a Girls' Chat Group at the Start

That's outrageous.

Lin Zhu: I'm not that outrageous. When you meet Brother Gou, that's when it will be truly outrageous.

Chapter 82 Destination: Beijing (Bonus Chapter)

After the meal, Wang Lianhua took Mei Ruohua's pulse and confirmed that she was pregnant.

Everyone naturally offered their congratulations.

Huang Rong said, "Senior Sister Mei, you are pregnant. Why don't you go back to Peach Blossom Island with Senior Brother Chen tomorrow? I have Xiao Zhuzhu here, so it's very safe."

Mei Ruohua glanced at Lin Zhu and nodded in agreement, "Alright, Junior Sister, you should restrain your temper when you're out and about."

Chen Xuanfeng, on the other hand, had a silly grin on his face, like a mentally challenged person.

Zhu Qiqi, on the other hand, was quite envious. She had been married to Shen Lang for ten years but had not given him a son or daughter, while Bai Feifei already had a ten-year-old son.

She wondered if her stomach was betraying her.

But I had consulted Wang Lianhua before, and he said there was nothing wrong with my body.

Shen Lang is now a Grandmaster, so there's even less reason for it to be a problem. She had no doubt about that, especially after learning that Shen Lang and Bai Feifei had a son.

Helpless, she could only attribute it to her bad luck.

However, it is indeed possible that it is Shen Lang's fault. Martial arts also emphasize refining essence into qi. Although it is not as thorough as the Longevity Technique, it is indeed extremely difficult for martial artists with high martial arts skills to have offspring.

Ten years ago, Shen Lang was still a Grandmaster, and his cultivation level wasn't this high, which is why he could get Bai Feifei pregnant. But now that he's a Great Grandmaster, it's not so easy anymore.

It was getting late, and the crowd dispersed.

Shen Lang and his group did not intend to stay in the main courtyard, but instead returned to the small courtyard next door.

Mei Ruohua and Chen Xuanfeng went to the west wing, feeling quite happy.

The moonlight was bright, and Lin Zhu and Huang Rong sat in the pavilion.

"Little Zhuzhu," Huang Rong called out with a smile, "you are so beautiful."

"You could actually describe me as handsome or beautiful. Also, don't call me Xiao Zhuzhu, it sounds like a little pig." Lin Zhu said with a look of disgust.

"You're starting to complain?" Huang Rong chuckled, her voice very pleasant. "Alright, then I'll call you little brother too. Call me Sister Rong'er and let me hear it."

Then he looked at Lin Zhu with anticipation.

"I should have said I was eighteen," Lin Zhu muttered to herself.

Huang Rong patted his shoulder and said, "Hehe, you can't exaggerate your age. Fourteen is fourteen. Lying isn't good for a child."

While speaking, he couldn't resist taking advantage of the situation, and his hand involuntarily reached out to touch Lin Zhu's face, just like a child who always likes to touch something he likes.

She tapped Lin Zhu's face with her finger, "So smooth and soft, it feels so good!"

"Sister Rong'er, we've only just met, haven't we?" Lin Zhu removed her hand and said, "Isn't this inappropriate?"

“We’re both girls, you can touch me too!” Huang Rong said, stretching her face forward. “I don’t mind, isn’t Rong’er cute?”

Those two big, blinking eyes are just too cute.

The kind that's both cute and beautiful.

“But I’m a man,” Lin Zhu said. “Look!” He patted his chest, his muscles making a loud, satisfying sound.

"Really?" Huang Rong cautiously reached out and tapped Lin Zhu's chest. She wasn't wearing a bra, but her breasts were elastic, and very elastic at that.

But even the toughest muscle is still flesh, let alone when there's a layer of cloth in between.

Unless someone like Zhang San Niang pulls a double over Lin Zhu's shoulder, or Lin Zhu takes off his shirt, it's impossible to definitively prove that he's a man.

Huang Rong had no comparison point, so she could only imagine what she looked like before she developed, as if it were a tactile sensation. She said with a heartfelt expression, "Little brother, you haven't developed yet, don't worry! You'll develop eventually."

Lin Zhu slapped his forehead, looking speechless.

Then you should open your shirt and let her see.

"No, no, not here!" Huang Rong quickly stopped her. "What are you doing? You're a man, you're a man, isn't that enough?"

She forcefully pulled Lin Zhu's collar shut. "How could you be so foolish? Can't you learn to be smarter like Rong'er?"

The two were now very close, and Lin Zhu could smell the faint fragrance emanating from Huang Rong.

Huang Rong also smelled the fragrance on Lin Zhu, and found it very pleasant. She couldn't help but sniff it a few more times, blurting out, "You smell so good!" 'And you still say you're not a girl!'

Well, it's completely inexplicable now.

Lin Zhu sighed inwardly. It wasn't that he didn't want to explain, but Huang Rong had stopped him.

Once a stereotype is formed, it takes the strongest and most decisive force to destroy it.

What he couldn't understand was whether he smelled nice. So he said, "No, I can't smell anything."

“This is her natural fragrance. My father said that only women can’t smell it themselves.” Huang Rong’s tone took a sharp turn, as if afraid that Lin Zhu would do something foolish again.

She felt that Lin Zhu's way of thinking was somewhat problematic.

Lin Zhu was speechless. She pushed Huang Rong away. "Alright, it's getting late. Let's go back to our rooms and rest. Have you decided where you're going?"

"I've heard that the capital is the most prosperous city. How about we go there?" Huang Rong suggested. "I'll also dress up as a man. That way, we won't attract too much attention."

Lin Zhu didn't want to talk anymore, so he led Huang Rong to the east wing, where the two rooms were next to each other.

He said, "You can stay here."

"Together?" Huang Rong asked.

He was afraid that he would be chased and beaten by Huang Yaoshi, and Huang Rong was only fifteen years old. If they were to sleep together, that would be too beastly.

"Get inside."

Lin Zhu simply picked her up, pushed open the door with one hand, shoved her into the room, and then closed the door behind him.

She thought to herself, 'Is this Huang Rong really that mischievous?'

"How annoying!" Huang Rong exclaimed coquettishly from inside, then asked, "Is it alright to go to the capital?"

"Okay!" Lin Zhu replied and returned to her room.

The next day, Shen Lang and his group were returning to Luoyang, while Lin Zhu and Huang Rong were heading north, so they happened to be traveling the same route.

Mei Ruohua and Chen Xuanfeng returned to Peach Blossom Island.

At this time, in the capital city.

Because of the presence of Yan Ying, whose martial arts skills were weak, it took Zhuge Zhengwo and his group more than a month to arrive.

The journey from Hangzhou to the capital is really too long, more than 10,000 li (approximately 5,000 kilometers).

Although there is a horse, Yan Ying doesn't know how to ride it.

However, it's impossible to make four top-tier experts spend time on the road all at once.

Therefore, Zhu Wushi, Gu Santong, and Yuan Shisanxian led the four secret agents and Po Jun back to the capital to report.

Zhuge Zhengwo, along with the Four Great Constables, hurried along with Yan Ying, carrying the secret manuals they had found in the Wushen Jue Palace.

That's why it took so long.

The main problem was Yan Ying, who couldn't ride a horse and could only travel by carriage; otherwise, the journey would have been much faster.

Fortunately, we finally arrived in the capital.

The carriage slowly drove along Zhuque Street, passing a clinic where a funeral was being held, and the wailing sounds were very mournful.

"Father, Mother, why did you leave like this? What am I going to do all by myself!"

"Hey, isn't this Tianhe Medical Clinic? Uncle, shall we go down and take a look?" Cui Lueshang stopped the carriage upon seeing this.

Inside the carriage, Sheng Yayu and Yan Ying sat.

Zhuge Zhengwo, Tie Youxia, and Leng Lingqi were riding horses outside.

"Doctor Chen is gone?" Zhuge Zheng was very surprised and said to Cui Lueshang, "Take her to the Divine Marquis's Mansion, I'll go and see her."

“I’ll go too.” Sheng Yayu stepped out from behind the carriage curtain and said, “Doctor Chen treated my leg before, so I should go and have it checked.”

“Okay, let’s go together.” Zhuge Zhengwo led Sheng Yayu into Tianhe Medical Clinic.

Yan Ying then returned to the Divine Marquis's Mansion with the three famous constables.

Chapter 83 Old Cao and Little Li

In the backyard of Tianhe Medical Clinic, Zhu Yipin, Chen An'an, and Zhao Buzhu were wailing.

Zhuge Zhengwo and Sheng Yayu went inside together.

Upon seeing the newcomers, Zhu Yipin quickly went to greet them, "And who are you two?"

He didn't know either of them.

"I am Zhuge Zhengwo. This is my niece, Sheng Yayu. She was treated by Doctor Chen before. When did Doctor Chen leave?"

"So it's Mr. Zhuge and Miss Sheng. This way, please." Zhu Yipin led the two to the mourning hall, where they paid their respects.

Zhu Yipin said dejectedly, "The news that came this morning said that the carriage fell off a cliff and the people were gone, their bodies never found."

"Dad!" Chen An'an wailed again, "Why did you abandon me like this?"

Seeing the heartbroken Chen An'an, Sheng Yayu thought of himself and couldn't help but feel sympathy for her. "Miss Chen, please accept my condolences."

Zhuge Zhengwo, however, knew Chen Muchan's hidden identity and wanted to see him alive or dead. He thought that Chen Muchan and his wife shouldn't have died so easily.

But even though he knew, he couldn't say it.

After burning an incense stick, He Shengya left.

Before leaving, he told Zhu Yipin, "Young brother, if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can come to the Divine Marquis's Mansion to find me."

"Alright, thank you, sir." Zhu Yipin bowed to Zhuge Zhengwo.

Zhao Buzhu, with his sharp ears, asked, "The Divine Marquis's Mansion, is that the Divine Marquis's Mansion in the capital? Are you the Sixth-Fifth Divine Marquis?"

"It is indeed I." Zhuge Zhengwo nodded. "I'll be leaving now. Don't be too sad."

"Thank you for your comfort, Divine Marquis. I'll see you off." Zhu Yipin escorted the two out of the clinic, then went back to comfort Chen An'an.