Shangguan Haitang looked at Murong Fu with a complicated expression and asked, "Why did you say that Yi... Zhu Wushi sent you?"
Murong Fu shrugged and said calmly, "You are not me, so how do you know that I was not sent by the Iron-Blooded Marquis?"
"you……"
"Shangguan Tangyi, I know that your elder brother is the number one secret agent of the Xuan class in the Dragon Guard Manor, but since you are my concubine, you should consider my feelings, understand?"
Shangguan Haitang was about to speak again when Murong Fu walked over and interrupted her.
He even pinched her chin, pulled her closer, and lowered his head to kiss her cherry lips.
Shangguan Haitang's eyes widened in disbelief; her first kiss...!!!
A woman's purity must not be defiled!
"What? Not enough?"
Seeing her dissatisfaction, Murong Fu continued his actions.
He only let go when Shangguan Haitang's eyes were glazed over, her fair face flushed, and her whole body trembling.
Shangguan Haitang gasped for breath, almost unable to catch her breath.
This man is trying to suffocate her!
Yue Lingshan and Yun Luo were dumbfounded.
Yue Lingshan was a little jealous, but thanks to Murong Fu's efforts these past few days, she had become completely accepting of her husband having three wives and four concubines, so she didn't react much.
Yunluo, seeing such a scene for the first time, couldn't help but feel weak in the knees and retreated to the wall for support, her bright eyes fixed on it with extreme curiosity.
"Remember, you are my concubine."
Murong Fu pinched Shangguan Haitang's burning cheeks, forcing her to look him in the eye.
"I...I understand..."
Shangguan Haitang couldn't take her eyes off her and was forced to let out a soft moan.
Murong Fu was satisfied, and then put his arm around her slender waist and waved to Yue Lingshan.
Yue Lingshan obediently walked over, hugged Murong Fu's arm, and nestled in his arms.
Yunlu was stunned again, subconsciously comparing Murong Fu with her elder brother in her mind, and in a daze she even felt that Murong Fu was much more domineering than her elder brother!
Murong Fu looked at Yunluo and said, "Princess Yunluo, you may leave now."
Yunluo, as if possessed, asked, "You're just going to let me go like this? You won't use me to threaten my royal brother?"
Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and said, "You're still not satisfied with letting me leave? This is the first time I've heard such a request. Fine, I'll grant your wish!"
Hehe~
Yunluo carelessly approached Murong Fu, but both of Murong Fu's arms were occupied, so she could only watch helplessly.
Murong Fu frowned as he looked at the woman. What did she mean? Was she captivated by his domineering and heroic appearance?
“Princess Yunluo, before we negotiate with your brother, please disguise yourself a little.”
Murong Fu pulled his arm out, then took out a human skin mask.
Yunluo's eyes lit up: "Amazing! There really are such things as human skin masks! I thought they were just legends!"
Murong Fu said, "Also, please change your clothes. You're too conspicuous right now."
"Really? I think it's great!"
Yunluo paused for a moment, turned around, but couldn't see anything wrong with herself.
"Don't you think your pectoral muscles are a bit too exaggerated?" Murong Fu pointed and shrugged. "It's rare to see someone like you, dressed as a man, who doesn't even bind her chest."
"Well……"
Yunluo lowered her head, and her shoes were almost invisible; perhaps, it was indeed a bit over the top.
Yue Lingshan skillfully took out a set of clothes.
"Shall we change here?"
Yunluo blushed when faced with Murong Fu's burning gaze.
Murong Fu crossed his arms and looked at her with a half-smile: "You don't want to? Then please go back."
"..."
Yunlu remained silent, but quietly took the clothes without actually doing anything.
"Um?"
"I... I'm usually dressed by palace maids, I don't know how."
Yunluo was somewhat embarrassed. She didn't even know how to dress herself. How could she possibly make her way in the world? He would surely look down on her.
Murong Fu raised an eyebrow and said seriously, "I am taking pity on you and will help you personally."
...
Put on the human skin mask and change your clothes.
Murong Fu looked her up and down and commented, "Clouds remind me of her clothes, flowers of her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, and the dew is heavy."
Yun Luo was poised and graceful, smiling sweetly. If an ordinary person praised her, she would just take it as nonsense, but she was very happy when Murong Fu praised her.
I had this feeling before, only when I was facing that thug.
She didn't understand what this meant, but it felt good, and she liked it.
Shangguan Haitang silently rubbed her forehead. My good princess, this man is going after your imperial brother, and you're still grinning like an idiot! You can't have fallen for him so easily, can you?
The group was on their way back to the inn.
A ceremonial guard scattered flower petals and played large suona horns, making quite a grand spectacle.
Murong Fu subconsciously thought of Kumārajīva and Ding Chunqiu, the Old Monster of the Star Constellation. Only these two people in Songzhou would be so high-profile.
But this is Minnesota.
A figure appeared on the distant horizon, stepping down the fluttering red carpet like a celestial being descending from the heavens.
"It is Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City and the Sword Immortal of the South Sea!"
"He's finally here. I thought he wouldn't dare to accept the challenge."
"Ye Gucheng! You killed my master, today is your death day!"
Some were amazed, while others were outraged and took action.
Many hidden weapons, such as dark blue darts and golden snake darts, were thrown at the approaching people.
Ye Gucheng didn't even glance at it, but simply raised his sword abruptly.
The sword light flashed, dazzlingly bright, and no one knew how many times he swung his sword.
The sword energy, like a crimson ribbon, engulfed numerous hidden weapons, its momentum undiminished, slicing those who had launched the attack in half at the waist. Then, the sword energy sank into the ground, carving out smooth ravines.
Murong Fu raised an eyebrow. Excellent swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship alone, Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship was the most exquisite he had ever seen.
However, whether it's a friendly spar or a life-or-death struggle, it's not just about swordsmanship. Inner strength, techniques, and combat awareness are all indispensable. More often than not, it's about the flash of inspiration you get when you see a move.
"As expected of a sword immortal, he killed several people with a single move, one of whom was a master from the Tang Clan."
"I think Tang Jian was too stupid. As a master of hidden weapons, he went head-to-head with someone. He deserves to die."
"Ye Gucheng, you must win! I'm betting everything I have on you to win!"
"..."
The cacophony of sounds created a chaotic and noisy atmosphere.
Ye Gucheng landed and was about to step into the inn when he suddenly turned his head and his gaze briefly met that of Murong Fu in the crowd.
A hint of doubt flashed in his cold eyes.
But without stopping, they stepped into the inn.
The innkeeper greeted him: "Master Ye, your friend Master Lu has already reserved a private room. I'll take you up there."
Ye Gucheng nodded slightly.
Murong Fu came out and smiled, "Let's go too, let's freeload a meal."
The shopkeeper glanced at them suspiciously: "Gentlemen, who are you?"
Murong Fu cupped his fists and said calmly, "I am Lu Xiaofeng's sworn brother."
Upon hearing this, many people cast surprised or skeptical glances at him.
Speak of the devil and he appears.
Lu Xiaofeng came down the stairs and was stunned for a moment when he saw Murong Fu in disguise. Then he realized what was happening, touched his four eyebrows, and said with a smile, "You may not believe it, but this is indeed my sworn brother."
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