Chapter 69 Pretending to be a married couple is my specialty
“Young Master, Lord Cangyu,” Ye Lan turned the cart around to face He Mu, “Get on the cart, I think it will be faster to get into the city this way.”
A voice emerged from behind He Mu and suggested, "Why don't you sit down, Protector Ye, and my brother and I will push you? You've had a long journey, you should get some rest."
Ye Lan said solemnly, "Young Master, you don't need to worry about these things. I can handle them myself."
Unable to dissuade him from his presence, the group followed him, pushing the cart loaded with sacks into the city.
Zhongzhou City is not only magnificent at its city gate, but its interior is even more astonishing. Rare and precious treasures from Fangze Mountain are readily available in Zhongzhou. You can even find things like jade marrow fungus and phoenix wood at random roadside stalls.
Lost in thought at the sound of voices, she momentarily forgot her shame as a "country bumpkin" and started wandering around with He Mu, muttering, "This is for the rabbit clan" and "This is for Master." Before long, she had emptied her purse.
"Night Guardian".
Hearing the voices and seeing the increasingly heavy cart, he scratched his face sheepishly.
"Let me push it."
Ye Lan waved his hand in refusal as usual, but this time he added a reminder: "Young Master, the curfew in Zhongzhou is strict. We'd better find a clinic that can take in Master Xu before sunset."
Hearing the voice, he quickly nodded: "When I was shopping, I asked around and found out that there are quite a few clinics nearby, but most of them are run by humans. Only the clinic at the end of the street, 'Shanyuetang,' is willing to accept patients with monster diseases. Shall we go and take a look?"
"Shanyue..."
Upon hearing the name, Mu pondered for a moment.
The name sounds familiar; I think I heard it when I was in Fangze Mountain.
But it probably didn't leave a deep impression. Apart from the familiar name, I can't recall any other memories related to Mu.
Hearing a voice add, "The doctor inside is called Shan Yue, and he seems to be a rat demon as well."
He Mu nodded: "It's getting late. In that case, let's go take a look over there first."
The three reached an agreement and soon headed towards the end of the street.
Ye Lan was quite strong, and with the weight training he had been doing these past few days, his arms were much stronger. He rolled up his sleeves and pushed the cart with a loud clatter, scattering a line of people as he pushed it from one end of the street to the other.
Hearing the voices, fearing that he might throw Xu Duoren away, he used his light footwork while glancing at Ye Lan from time to time.
Before he knew it, he bumped into Mu's back.
Hearing a voice say "Ouch!", he almost fell off the roof beam.
He Mu put his arm around his back and brought him back, teasing him, "Who are you looking at?"
“Look at the Night Protector,” Wenren said, pinching his sore nose. “He’s quite strong. Many of the original versions of Ren must weigh over a hundred pounds, but he pushes them faster than a horse-drawn carriage.”
“It’s normal for snake demons to be strong,” He Mu picked Wen Rensheng up in his arms. “Don’t run away, I’ll take you there.”
Hearing someone's voice, she kicked her legs twice: "Why are you so delicate!"
“Okay,” He Mu smiled, “Actually, I just wanted to hug you.”
Seeing He Mu's honesty, He Wen stopped struggling and let He Mu hold her.
“You can just say it next time,” he adjusted his lying position. “Let’s go, brother.”
Mu smiled even more deeply, and with a renewed burst of energy, he leaped over several roof beams. He deliberately slowed down, and finally arrived at the end of the street one after the other with Ye Lan.
The end of Zhongzhou Street was relatively quiet. Hearing the voices, she jumped down from He Mu's arms, straightened her clothes which had been ruffled by the wind, and then straightened the tassels on He Mu's clothes.
When no one was looking, He Mu secretly grabbed Wen Rensheng's hand and teased her in a low voice, "You're already this thoughtful before you're even married to me?"
Hearing the voice, she blushed, quickly withdrew her hand, and secretly slapped He Mu.
"Don't do that."
Ye Lan wiped the sweat from his forehead, parked the cart in front of the clinic, and let out a long sigh.
"Sir Xu is quite sturdy," he said honestly.
Wen Rensheng was still embarrassed to push all the work onto Ye Langan, but no matter how much he tried to persuade him, Ye Langan just wouldn't give up the cart to him. He was really a stubborn fool.
Hearing the voice, he sighed and turned to look at the Shanyue Medical Clinic in front of him.
This clinic is quite different from the one in Zhongzhou City. The facade is simple and unadorned. An old plum tree grows in the dry well in front of the hall, and above it hangs an ebony plaque with the three characters "Shanyue Hall" written in delicate handwriting.
Hearing the voices, he glanced at the sky and saw that it was almost dusk. He quickly stepped forward and knocked on the door of the clinic.
He cleared his throat and asked in a slightly unsteady voice:
Is anyone there?
"..."
After a long while, no one responded.
Hearing a voice, he knocked again and asked, "Dr. Shanyue, we have a patient here who has been unconscious for several days. Could you please come and take a look?"
This time, there was finally some echo from behind the door. Mu and I leaned forward to listen. The person inside was walking very lightly, so she must be a woman of short stature.
The wooden door creaked open a crack, and one by one, heads covered with white veils peeked out.
It was indeed a woman, and she must be the head of this hall, "Shanyue".
Where is the patient?
She spoke very softly; you had to get close to hear her.
Hearing voices, he quickly turned to the side, pointed in the direction of the cart, and Ye Lan took the opportunity to untie the burlap sack, revealing half of Xu Duoren's face.
“It’s him, he’s also a rat demon, he’s been poisoned by a strange poison,” Wenrensheng explained. “Could you please ask a doctor to take his pulse?”
Shan Yue glanced at Xu Duoren a few times, then looked at Wen Rensheng and whispered, "This won't do, I'm terrified of mice."
Upon hearing the human voice, he opened his mouth and said, "...Aren't you a rat demon?"
“Hmm,” Shan Yue said softly, “there are many kinds of rat demons.”
She seemed very afraid of communicating with people; after saying only a few words, the door was almost closed.
Hearing voices, he quickly reached out to block the door, but Mu saw this and grabbed him in time, preventing his hand from getting caught.
"Forget it," he advised, "it's too late today."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the door slammed shut with a click.
Hearing voices, he was somewhat disappointed, but as the dusky yellow light on the horizon grew darker, the nearby shops gradually began to close.
He knew that Mu was right, and there was really no way to get her to open the door today.
“I don’t think she’s a difficult person to talk to,” Wen Rensheng said, stroking his chin. “When she looked at me just now, there was no fear in her eyes. I felt like she was bothered by something.”
Ye Lan suggested, "How about... we pretend to be someone else tomorrow and try again?"
Hearing the voice, he exchanged a glance with He Mu.
“Well,” he said sullenly, “it seems that’s the only way.”
*
Having been turned away, the group had no choice but to look for another way out.
They found a nearby inn that catered to monsters and decided to rest for the night before discussing how to persuade Fang Yue the next day.
Hearing voices, Ye Lan helped carry Xu Duoren to bed, saying, "It's not a good idea to rush things right now. Please take care of him tonight, Protector Ye."
“If there’s any noise, my brother and I are next door, you can come and call us.”
Ye Lan nodded and cupped his hands, saying, "Young Master and Master, please go and rest first. I will keep an eye on this chivalrous man."
After explaining these things, the four of them went into the two rooms on the left and right respectively.
Before he heard the voices, he called the waiter to boil water. He and He Mu had come a long way and needed to take a bath to relax.
After draining the water, the two soaked in the same bathtub. Hearing voices, she sat in He Mu's arms and carefully washed her long braid.
"How about we pretend to be husband and wife?" Wenren suddenly said.
“Sure,” He Mu said, resting his hands on the edge of the bathtub with a towel over his head. “But you look so young. If you were to dress up as my wife, I’m afraid the doctor would be frightened.”
"What..." Wenren snorted softly, "I'll buy two nice outfits tomorrow and have someone do my makeup. That should be enough to fool you."
He Mu removed the headscarf from his head, leaned forward and pressed his lips against Wen Rensheng's back, gently kissing the mole on the back of Wen Rensheng's neck.
"I'll do whatever you say, Sheng Sheng," He Mu said. "If you really don't want to, we can just say it's a homosexual relationship, it's not impossible..."
Before he could even speak, he couldn't resist kissing the skin on the back of Wenrensheng's neck and gently biting it.
"Brother," Wen Rensheng shifted his waist and complained softly, "you're poking me."
Instead of feeling ashamed, Mu pulled him closer and continued to poke at the base of his tailbone on his lower back.
"Then please be understanding."
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the person's voice, his tone strangely intimate: "You promised to spend the night with me, does that still stand, Sheng Sheng?"
Hearing the voice, she couldn't help but lean back against He Mu, and weakly pushed him away.
"I didn't say it wasn't valid... Wait, I already said I don't have this!"
...
Hearing voices, she was dazed and rubbed like a dumpling for a long time. When she finally came to her senses, Mu had already dried her off and thrown her onto the bed.
He Mu checked Wen Rensheng's leg. The red patch of skin from last time had healed, and it was as fair as before, soft to the touch.
Hearing voices and feeling ticklish from being pinched, and realizing that her angle was almost completely exposed, she felt extremely ashamed and tried to pull her legs together in shame.
But Mu, under the pretense of checking his wound, twisted his knee tightly, preventing him from covering it up.
She blushed slightly upon hearing voices and couldn't help but turn her head away.
Even though I'm still wearing my underwear, I still feel like this...
How embarrassing.
He Mu gently massaged his sore waist, and then, taking advantage of the fact that he wasn't paying attention to the voices, she lowered her head and lightly bit his leg.
Hearing the sound of someone crying out in pain, it let out a soft groan.
“They’re all red from biting,” he complained under his breath. “You’re really annoying.”
He Mu glanced at it and saw that it had indeed turned red from being bitten; a noticeable bright red color had already been left on her fair skin.
He Mu pressed his fingertips against the red spot, rubbing it suggestively for a couple of moments, and asked, "Are you saying this to make me stop biting, or do you want a little more?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Rensheng covered her face in shame.
My thoughts have been read.
...They want to be marked with more imprints.
Although there weren't many intimate moments with the mountain god, Wenrensheng had gradually come to enjoy the feeling of being left with many kiss marks.
The mountain god's kisses were always gentle yet carried a hint of wicked force, causing him to feel a slight pain and his body to involuntarily flinch.
But the more this happens, the more clearly one can feel being possessed and passionately loved when hearing human voices.
He was a child who knew how to repay kindness. He wanted to repay the mountain god's strong love, so he became even more eager to give him every inch of himself, from love to his body, without reservation.
He wanted the mountain god to mark him with such a mark, to tell himself through the pain of those kisses that he was now the mountain god's man.
The significance of a hickey, for Wenrensheng, lies precisely in this.
Wen Rensheng didn't speak, but Mu could understand his thoughts. She bit him several more times, leaving Wen Rensheng's legs weak.
After kissing for a while, He Mu straightened up and concluded the previous topic: "That Shan Yue is timid. We should pretend to be patients and go to find her tomorrow. It would be best to sound her out first."
“You’ve caught a cold and it’s hard for you to speak, so let me talk to her.”
As Mu spoke, he fumbled to tie a small red bell around Wenrensheng's ankle.
Hearing the voice, he wondered what the person was doing with that thing. He swung his leg and heard the bell ring crisply.
"What's this?"
Hearing the voice, he blinked and looked at He Mu.
“The soundproofing here isn’t good; if you make too much noise, people will hear you,” He Mu said, stroking the bell. “Just bear with it, one sound at a time.”
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