He didn't care how others viewed the young master. In his eyes, the young master was the new leader after the clan leader. If it was someone else, he would not recognize him as the new clan leader of Mei Sect.
Lanling City Lord couldn't help but chuckle, "Nanxing, you changed your ways really quickly."
Nan Xing scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Since you have passed the throne to the young master, I will naturally change my words."
The Lord of Lanling City looked at Hua Fushu and said solemnly, "Hua'er, people say that whoever inherits the plum blossom will rule the world. In fact, this is a joke. It was probably because the generations of plum blossom descendants were too famous that this rumor gradually spread. Because of this false rumor, the Mei family was brutally slaughtered, and now only Master's lineage remains. I pass the Plum Blossom Order to you, and you will be the new generation of Plum Blossom descendants. Master hopes that the world will remember the medical skills and spirit of the Plum Blossom descendants."
"Disciple understands." Hua Fushu bowed to the Lanling City Lord, "Disciple will never forget his mission and will live up to his original aspiration."
The master and disciple chatted for a long time until the sun went down, and then Hua Fushu returned to the general's mansion.
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night.
After washing up, Ye Zelin put on a refreshing moon-white pajamas and walked into the house.
"Look at the sword."
A long sword came towards him, and Ye Zelin dodged it sideways.
"Compare." Hua Fushu threw a sword over, "Let's see whose swordsmanship is better, yours or mine."
Ye Zelin reached out and caught the hilt of the sword, "Let's compete."
The sound of swords clashing soon rang out in the room, and the dim candlelight cast the shadows of the two men fighting on the wall.
Soon, the competition ended and the two men put away their swords almost at the same time.
Hua Fushu smiled and said, "Ye Zelin, are you familiar with my sword moves?"
"I've seen the Zhemei sword technique in Yuezhou." Ye Zelin directly said that Hua Fushu was using the Zhemei sword technique.
"Did you guess it?" That day at the Sifang Pavilion, Ye Zelin should have been able to see that his senior brother was using the Zhemei sword technique. He had looked up the Mei Sect before, so he might have guessed that she was the young master of the Mei Sect.
"I found out." Ye Zelin said.
Found it?
Hua Fushu couldn't recall when he was exposed, "When did he start to doubt me?"
"I have never doubted you. I have never doubted you in the past year. You accidentally said something suspicious before, so I asked Huai Qin Pavilion to investigate and found out about the Qinghe Palace. You have someone in the Qinghe Palace, and that person also knows the Zhemei sword technique. Huai Qin Pavilion followed the Zhemei sword technique and found the Mei Sect, and also noticed the young master of the Mei Sect. The young master of the Mei Sect's maiden name is Qianshu, and your courtesy name is also Qianshu--"
The man's eyes suddenly turned to Hua Fushu, lingering on her fair neck.
"Sister Fushu, should I call you Young Master of the Plum Clan or the Heir of the Plum Blossom Sect?"
Hua Fushu retracted her sword, placed the tip against the floor, and gripped the hilt with both hands. She shrugged and said casually, "It's all right."
"I don't want to call you those names. I just want to call you my wife." Ye Zelin suddenly approached Hua Fushu, leaned over her side, lowered his head and whispered in her ear,
"Madam, do you agree?"
Hua Fushu felt the air was inexplicably hot, and she naturally understood what he was asking.
This bastard is really something. She used to tease him and he didn't react at all. But after she got her hands on the meat and stopped teasing him, he started to get horny from time to time.
There is a slightly ambiguous atmosphere in the air that makes people reluctant to destroy it.
"I'll be in bed later and you can call me as much as you want." Hua Fushu naturally agreed. She quite liked this guy in front of her who was in heat from time to time. In this kind of atmosphere, if she cooperated with this man well, it would greatly enhance their relationship.
The man made a very beautiful arc, he got some benefits for himself.
The woman was a medical student and was restrained in matters of the bed. She allowed him to be unrestrained a few times at first, but later she wouldn't allow him to do anything reckless. She counted on her fingers and found that he hadn't had sex for one, two, or three days.
Today is the fourth day.
It’s hard to live without meat.
"Thank you very much, my lady."
The lush white cheeks of the flowers are dotted with blush, like peaches waiting to be picked on the branches.
Ye Zelin loves this shy posture very much.
"Ye Zelin, tell me the truth, what do you think about the heir of Plum Blossom?" 'You' refers not only to Ye Zelin and others, but also to the person sitting high on the dragon throne in the palace.
"Let's talk on the couch." The man stared at the woman's white collarbone with burning eyes.
"You speak first." Hua Fushu was not in a hurry to do that. She had to know what they thought about their master being a descendant of the Mei family.
Whether they will deal with the master is of vital importance.
Ye Zelin took the sword from Hua Fushu's hand and threw it aside. He put one hand around Hua Fushu's waist.
"Hua Fushu, we are in the same boat. How can you not trust your husband?"
"We are not." Hua Fushu stopped the man's restless claws from touching everywhere. She had her own stance. If her master was in danger, she would definitely stand on the side of her master.
Standing on the master's side means that she and Ye Zelin are in a hostile relationship.
She didn't want to be on the opposite side of Ye Zelin.
The man's big hand went around the woman's small hand and put his arm around her waist. He looked at her with a playful smile and corrected himself, "I was wrong. We are the ones who sleep on the same couch."
Ye Zelin's evasive answer made Hua Fushu feel a little unhappy.
"Ye Zelin, answer me honestly."
She didn't want to be on the opposite side of Ye Zelin and one day come to blows with the person she loved.
"Don't worry."
Ye Zelin originally wanted to wait until he got into bed before telling her what His Majesty thought of the Lord of Lanling City. Seeing this woman so anxious, she was really worried about what His Majesty would do to her master.
"You're the one who's anxious, not me." Hua Fushu wanted to stomp on the man's claws that were doing whatever he wanted on her waist.
Why are you in such a hurry? Can she still run away?
Ye Zelin took a breath. It was obviously she who was anxious, okay?
She said he was anxious, so he was anxious.
Anyway, he was indeed anxious.
He bent down and gently pecked the woman's snow-white skin on her forehead, telling her His Majesty's thoughts and reassuring her.
"Your Majesty never believed that a rumor or a woman would stir up trouble and bring disaster to the government and the people. So, you can rest assured that His Majesty will not do anything to your master. She is still the Lord of Lanling City and a descendant of the Mei family. The investigation into the descendants of the Mei family that day was also because Prince Qinghe wanted to find the treasure. We are not particularly interested in this treasure."
Hua Fushu was delighted to hear this. She raised her arms and hooked them around the man's neck. "Really?"
The man tightened his grip around the woman's waist, "Why would I lie to you?"
"Madam, the night is long. What else do you want to know? Your husband will tell you slowly." The man had a handsome face, like a fairy-like young man from a storybook, but his words were full of deep affection.
Hua Fushu blinked at him with a charming look.
Ye Zelin picked up his charming young lady and carried her horizontally, and Hua Fushu was brought to the couch.
The woman's delicate body was pressed under the man, and they confessed to each other.
Under the gauze tent, candlelight illuminates the room with spring scenery.
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