In the youth group, it was almost entirely an internal battle among the girls from Fengyuelou. Since they didn't receive any rewards for winning, usually the sect would give them something. So what did Fengyuelou give? To put it simply, they gave Huo Xiaolong.

It was estimated that the winner would keep Huo Xiaolong in the lead for a few days. Several girls were discussing the bets below, while others were trying to amuse Huo Xiaolong.

The girls who got married weren't much different from before, except that sometimes they would go home to sleep at night, and when they didn't want to go home, their husbands would eagerly come over.

"If you ask me, Zhihua's man is better. Look at her, when Zhihua glares at her, her man doesn't dare to say a word."

"I think Long'er's brother is great; he's achieved great success at such a young age."

“Who’s more popular than our Ruyi? Marshal Xiao has already bought the house, all that’s left is for our Ruyi to agree, right?”

Ruyi realized that all the talk about how so-and-so's man was good was just a way to tease her. The girls were playing around together.

Old Wu, Ruyi's martial arts master, was drinking herbal tea while covering his face, feeling utterly ashamed.

He had been worried that the Ruyi Whip was too light and would roll up people and smash them. As their master, he even paid out of his own pocket to have Lu Feigong whip his disciple with several steel whips. In recent years, his disciple's hands have become heavier and heavier, as have the other girls. Who knew that the martial arts tournament would be decided by this final tremor?

The girls couldn't hold back any longer. With one hand on their hips, they used whips to lift the person up and throw them off the stage, their movements precise and efficient.

Master Wu used to laugh at other people's kung fu in the martial arts world, saying that so-and-so's kung fu was not beautiful or profound. Well, now look how good his apprentice is!

Looking at the girls playing around, I couldn't bring myself to say anything to scold them. I just asked them whether they won or not.

"My mother! See that? That's my mother."

The youth group competition lasted for two days, and Er Ya finally won. The reason was that Man Tuo and Chun Ying were drawn together, and the two fought to the point of exhaustion but still tied. The round-faced girl got lucky.

Huo Xiaolong was still standing there with her girlfriends, and the little boy closest to her was still Si Ming. Si Ming had heard this sentence for two days already. Oh, it was different. The previous two days it was her sister.

Honestly, she didn't have that many older sisters; they were almost as many as her own senior sisters.

Si Ming turned to look at Huo Xiaolong, and asked in a serious tone with earnest eyes.

How many mothers do you have?

"Yeah, there's a lot anyway."

Looking at Zhang's mother standing on the stage, there was quite a lot of her.

These past few days, the children have been calling their mother "Mom" in a low voice, otherwise what if that old lady finds out the other day? This left He Yi, Cen Ang, Aunt Wang, and Madam Hou speechless.

"Mom, I'll call you Mom quietly these next few days, okay?"

Looking at Hou Xiangxiang, who spoke cautiously to her, almost whispering "Mother," Madam Hou raised an eyebrow and asked in a mocking tone.

“Miss Hou has another mother now, so I don’t think I’m as good as her biological mother anymore.”

The little girl knew her mother well; it was always like that. Whenever her mother got angry, she would mimic the way those ladies in the capital spoke. The little girl grinned, showing her two rows of white teeth, and hugged the woman's waist, saying...

"Of course it smells good! Mother's smells the best, but we can't let Aunt Zhang be looked down upon! He who eats another's food is bound to him, you taught him that!"

Cen Ang and He Yi were the same, but the little dumpling didn't explain, just wriggling around her two mothers like a cunning snake.

Her mother ignored her and looked at Cen Ang with a hint of melancholy.

"Sister, will Long'er... will he always be like this?"

Huo Xiaolong on the bed was imitating a caterpillar, stretching and contracting, circling around his two mothers. Cen's mother, who had been so confident before, no longer dared to make any promises.

It turned out that she was too arrogant. Because she was born into the family of a high-ranking palace maid, the head maid thought she could teach anyone she wanted. After teaching for three or four years, she only produced a caterpillar.

Cen Ang forced a smile and said to He Yi.

"It shouldn't be...".

Aunt Wang looked at Da Ni with loving eyes and told her the reason. This girl was truly a gift from heaven, kind-hearted and good-natured. Unable to bear seeing those around her suffer, the woman hugged her and opened the window to look at the white jade disc in the sky.

"Zhang Bixia of Biluo Mountain Villa to Bai En of Shuanghua Palace".

Bai En is the son of the head of Shuanghua Palace. The two were childhood sweethearts, but whenever Bai En came to Biluo Manor as a child, he would be hung up and beaten by Zhang Mama.

Later, he came less often, only bringing his wife to visit during his wedding, specifically to annoy people.

"Long time no see, Sister Bixia."

Mrs. Zhang frowned and said...

"Have you forgotten why I hit you before?"

Bai En, well, he's a bit of a womanizer by nature. Since childhood, he's admired those martial arts figures who have many female confidantes. As soon as he arrived at Biluo Manor, he would always make suggestive remarks to the pretty senior and junior sisters. Although Zhang Mama was young at the time, she was not happy about it.

Relying on his strength, he chased after Bai En and beat him.

Feeling embarrassed, the man could only manage to utter a single sentence.

"That was all from when I was a kid, just playing around."

"Are you going to shut up now?" Zhang's mother pressed.

"I heard that he was trying to seduce the previous holy maiden of Miao territory not long ago?"

Bai En held a jade sword, while Zhang Bixia was empty-handed. Her iron hammer was too big, taking up half a carriage by itself, so she didn't bring it with her.

The man changed the subject.

"My sister doesn't use weapons?"

"There's really no need to hit you."

The two then engaged in a fierce battle. The woman's attack style was unique and swift, and she used her strength to overpower Bai En. Zhang Bixia used her physical advantage to pressure Bai En, making it difficult for him to breathe. Despite using all her skills, she could not widen the distance between them.

As time went on, Bai En gradually felt his strength waning. His martial arts skills were among the best in the martial arts world, which was why he was able to entangle with Zhang Bixia for so long, but he seemed to be struggling against the woman's agility and strength.

In an instant, the tall woman leaped into the air and kicked Bai En hard. Then she quickly closed in and punched the man hard in the chest.

Bai En fell off the stage, his jade sword flying from his hand. He could even hear the two blows that broke his ribs.

“Your daughter…you.” Madam Bai looked at Madam Ye, the words of accusation on the tip of her tongue but she couldn’t bring herself to say them because of her pride.

In the martial arts world, everyone signs a death pact at martial arts tournaments. What? Your son isn't dead yet, and you can't handle the consequences? Why are you even in the martial arts world?

Madam Ye didn't speak, but smiled at her. It was true that Bixia hadn't stopped herself, but she really got her revenge.

"Mom, you're amazing!" Huo Xiaolong pulled Zhang's mother over to sit down and handed her a cup of cool tea.

Hou Xiangxiang imitated the woman and fanned her, which made the woman look very happy.

Madam Bai quickly stepped forward to check on her son's condition. According to the doctor, he would probably have to stay in bed for a year and a half.

The woman stared at Zhang Bixia and the three children around her, then had Bai En carried into the house.