“I know why.” Chu Youzhao’s eyes lit up.
"Why?" Zu An was taken aback. He didn't know why either. He had been hovering on the edge of life and death for many years, and Chu Yan was focused on cultivating the Great Dao in seclusion. Everyone had their own pursuits, so there was no chance to bring up this matter.
“Because that way you’re still officially single, making it easier for you to flirt with other women,” Chu Youzhao snorted sullenly. “I thought you were usually quite smart, so why are you being so foolish about this?”
Zuan: "..."
Just then, Murong Qinghe arrived and came to his rescue: "Hey, what are you talking about? You seem to be having a great time?"
She had just finished bathing and changed out of her previous military-style outfit, now wearing a soft, form-fitting plain-colored home dress. Her skin was still faintly steaming from the bathtub, and she was drying her wet hair with a towel.
Now that her family has suffered a calamity, she is especially vulnerable. Every moment she doesn't see Brother Chu feels like an eternity.
So after taking a bath, she couldn't wait to find her sweetheart.
Upon seeing this, Chu Youzhao's eyes lit up: "Qinghe, you are so beautiful."
Zuan couldn't help but nod. Murong Qinghe, who was usually like a rose in the army, was now revealing the tenderness of a young girl.
Murong Qinghe was overjoyed. Receiving praise from her lover always made her feel happy. However, she said modestly, "Brother Chu is joking. In terms of beauty, how can I compare to your sister?"
“It’s a different style, but you look beautiful too.” Chu Youzhao leaned closer and pressed her down into a chair. “I’ll dry your hair for you.”
"Ah? Okay..." As her beloved dried her hair, Murong Qinghe's heart pounded. How could Brother Chu have no sense of propriety between men and women? How could a girl let a man do this kind of thing? But why didn't I want to refuse?
While drying her hair, Chu Youzhao showed her face to Zu An and asked, "Brother-in-law, do you think Qinghe is pretty? How does she compare to my sister?"
Zu An was taken aback, but still nodded: "Qinghe is naturally beautiful. You are right. Everyone has their own unique beauty."
Chu Youzhao scoffed, "Brother-in-law is so cunning, managing to offend neither my sister nor Qinghe."
Murong Qinghe was indeed very embarrassed. She only wanted to show this private side of herself to Brother Chu, so why was he so eager to share it with Brother Zu?
Could they really be in that kind of relationship?
She suddenly felt a little anxious and didn't want to be the center of attention, so she quickly changed the subject: "Brother Chu, what were you talking about just now?"
"Oh, you're talking about my womanizing brother-in-law. He looks so ordinary, I don't know why so many pretty girls like him. I'm worried for my sister." Chu Youzhao's tone was somewhat depressed.
Murong Qinghe looked at Zu An's handsome face, which resembled a marble statue, and thought to himself, "You call this ordinary? Brother Zu is very handsome, has great cultivation, and is of good character. It's normal for those girls to like him."
"Huh?" Chu Youzhao looked at her suspiciously. "He's so good in your eyes, you don't actually like him, do you?"
Murong Qinghe's face turned pale, the blush on her face vanished, and she immediately stood up, pushed her away, and ran out: "Brother Chu, I hate you!"
She had already suspected their relationship, and now, hearing her beloved say this, all the grievances she had been holding in for the past few days burst forth, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Chu Youzhao panicked and hurriedly chased after him into the courtyard: "Qinghe, I was just joking, please don't mind me."
She tried to grab his hand several times, but Murong Qinghe angrily shook her off each time.
Zuan was exasperated. These days, he was extremely busy and had no time to watch this unconventional young couple argue.
He followed him out the door, coughed lightly, and took out a dozen small flags: "You can stay here with me for the time being. I'm not afraid of anyone coming to find me. Of course, just in case, I'll set up a formation so that if anyone tries to force their way in, it will stop them for a while, and I'll sense it and come back immediately."
As he spoke, he flew into the air, and the small golden flag in his hand quickly flew to the ground around the Marquis's mansion and planted it. Soon, array patterns appeared on the ground in the mansion, and then a golden transparent light shield, like an eggshell, enveloped the entire Marquis's mansion.
Murong Qinghe, who had been heartbroken and weeping, stared blankly at the handsome and extraordinary man in the sky, his robes fluttering, and for a moment even forgot to continue crying: "Brother Zu is really both capable and handsome..."
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