outside the house.
Zhu Yuyan sneered: "I thought you were so high and mighty, but you're nothing special."
"Master, aren't you going in to mock him to his face?"
Wanwan's teasing voice rang out softly.
Zhu Yuyan was somewhat tempted, but after thinking about it, she decided against it: "Tonight is that bitch Fan Qinghui's night, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"Giggle—"
Wanwan's laughter was like silver bells, very pleasant to hear, and she pushed the door open and went in.
"..." Zhu Yuyan ultimately didn't have the courage to go in.
She walked on thin ice; if she displeased her master in the slightest, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Unlike Wanwan, who relied on her youth and beauty to win her master's favor.
"In the end, I've lost the drive I had when I was young."
Zhu Yuyan sighed and left silently, not forgetting to close the door behind her.
only.
She had only taken two steps when a tremendous force pulled her into the house.
Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone."
...
Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Fan Qinghui gradually became familiar with life in the courtyard, which, although absurd, was fulfilling.
This day.
Murong Fu summoned the women: "I will be away for a while. You may all go about your own business. Just remember one thing: no fighting among yourselves. Help each other out."
Wei Zhenzhen looked at Murong Fu pleadingly, "Husband, where are you going? Can I come with you?"
Murong Fu gently stroked Wei Zhenzhen's hair and explained, "I'm going to Songzhou. It's a long journey, and it's not convenient to take you all with me. If you miss me, you can come to Gusu City in Songzhou to find me, but please be careful on the road."
"Songzhou... is indeed very far away."
The women looked at each other in bewilderment. Most of them had only ever stayed in Suizhou, and rarely even ventured into the neighboring Tangzhou, let alone the Songzhou, which was thousands of miles away.
"Practice martial arts diligently, and once you've mastered them, you can travel anywhere in the vast land of China."
Murong Fu gave them some instructions and then left gracefully.
In recent days, they have all learned superior martial arts and have all reached the level of grandmaster. While they may not be invincible in the world, they can certainly protect their lives.
The reason for rushing back to Songzhou was simple: according to the timeline, Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were due to give birth soon, probably within this month.
That night.
Murong Fu then arrived at the border area between Suizhou and Tangzhou.
"Scream all you want, no one will come to save you!"
"Hehehe—"
A group of sword-wielding youths surrounded a young woman.
The girl's eyes darted around, and she said coldly, "Hmph! Is this how righteous people behave? Not only do they gang up on a weak woman like me, but they also resort to such despicable tactics!"
"A weak woman? What a joke! If you're a weak woman, then we're crippled!"
"Bai Qing'er, a disciple of the Demonic Sect's Yin Empress, you dare to call yourself a weak woman?"
"No matter how eloquent you are, it's useless. This day next year will be your death anniversary!"
The young men took turns mocking her, but they remained vigilant, their eyes fixed on the girl.
"Hahaha--"
Laughter suddenly came, sometimes near, sometimes far, and a figure in white descended from the sky.
"Junior Sister Qing'er, you seem to need a little help."
The man in white waved a folding fan, turned his head to look at Bai Qing'er, a proud smile on his face, his expression gentle, his temperament extraordinary, and his demeanor elegant and unrestrained.
"The romantic young master, Hou Xibai!"
The young men exchanged glances and all frowned.
Bai Qing'er blinked her charming eyes and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Hou, are you here to rescue your little sister?"
Hou Xibai smiled gently, "Junior Sister Bai, why are you here all alone? And why are you being chased by these hypocritical righteous people?"
"I……"
"Hou Xibai! This woman pretended to marry our young sect leader as a concubine, but she killed him on their wedding night and stole our sect's secret techniques! Tell me, doesn't she deserve to die!"
Before Bai Qing'er could finish speaking, she was interrupted.
Hou Xibai gazed intently at Bai Qing'er.
Bai Qing'er feigned innocence and said with a pleading look, "It was clearly their young sect leader who forcibly abducted the young woman. She couldn't resist and could only pretend to comply. She finally managed to escape, but they chased after her again."
Hou Xibai shook his folding fan and said in a gentle manner, "I have heard about Junior Sister Bai's style of doing things. Since Junior Sister Bai was in the wrong first, it is not convenient for me to interfere in this matter."
After saying that, Hou Xibai jumped to the treetop and looked into the distance.
"you!"
Bai Qing'er stomped her feet in anger and sneered, "Clearly a member of the Demonic Sect, yet you call yourself a gentleman. Hou Xibai, you're a hypocrite!"
Hou Xibai remained unmoved and said coldly, "Considering that we are both from the Demonic Sect, it is already more than enough that I, this young master, have not attacked you."
"Young Master Hou is benevolent and righteous!"
The young men clasped their hands in a fist salute to Hou Xibai, then continued to surround Bai Qing'er.
"Hand over the secret manual, kneel down and admit your mistake, or you'll die here!"
Perhaps because Hou Xibai was there, their attitude, though still firm, was much better than before.
"dream!"
Bai Qing'er cursed softly and retreated abruptly.
The youths chased and fought, getting further and further away.
Hou Xibai shook his head with a cold smile. Suddenly, he looked in a certain direction and found a pair of eyes staring at him.
"May I ask who you are, senior? Hou Xibai greets you, senior?"
Hou Xibai dared not be careless. He had not noticed this person before, until the person took the initiative to reveal himself.
Murong Fu moved with incredible speed, appearing before Hou Xibai in a single step: "The amorous young master Hou Xibai is both righteous and wicked. Although he belongs to the Demonic Sect, he possesses a benevolent heart. Interesting."
"Senior, you flatter me. I am merely acting from the heart and do not deserve such praise."
Hou Xibai clasped his hands in a fist salute once more.
"Your master is in the Sui Dynasty palace."
Murong Fu left behind a sentence, then his figure flashed and disappeared.
"My master? Could this senior be connected to Shi Zhixuan? Is he hinting at something to me?"
Hou Xibai murmured in confusion, "Never mind, let's go to the Sui Kingdom's palace for a look and then make a decision."
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