[Wuxia] Wandering Freely in the Tang Dynasty (Complete) - 30

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Chapter 111 The Witch's Double Flight
Midnight had passed.
Emperor Li Yuan of Tang sat alone in his study, his brows furrowed in worry.
Only an oil lamp lit the room, its dim light making him appear like a statue exuding an eerie aura.
"Knock knock!"
Two soft yet clear knocks sounded at the door, and Li Yuan looked up.
Yuwen Shang, dressed in tattered black clothing and summoned by Li Yuan as a special spy, pushed open the door and entered
. After a brief greeting, Li Yuan invited him to sit down.
Yuwen Shang cleared his throat, a complex and unreadable bitter smile appearing on his face. He said, "This humble subject doesn't know whether I should congratulate Your Majesty."
Li Yuan said, "We said we are equals, what do you mean by that, brother? Have you discovered anything special?"
Yuwen Shang nodded and said, "There's nothing unusual at the outer guesthouse. Bi Xuan hasn't said a word, but Tunyu Gu has been cursing Yuan Yueze for a long time, saying that if Bi Xuan were to go into battle with 'Agushihua,' Yuan Yueze would be utterly defeated."
"Agushihua" was the name of a wolf spear that Bi Xuan once used. It's an ancient Turkic word meaning "wolf of the moonlit night." In his youth, Bi Xuan used it to charge into battle, dominating the grasslands without any rivals. At the beginning of his career, he was already hailed as "no one could knock him off his horse." He only abandoned the spear after the age of sixty. However, judging from Yuwen Shang's disdainful expression, it was clear that Tunyu Gu was just talking nonsense. At Bi Xuan's level of cultivation, a weapon could play a very small role, let alone turn the tide of battle.
Li Yuan frowned and said, "In your opinion, will Bi Xuan be completely devastated? Is Tunyugu's statement true?"
Yuwen Shang sighed and said, "I can clearly feel that Bi Xuan's heart is gradually turning to death. He is nearly a hundred years old. Yuan Yueze's move of crippling him without killing him is truly brilliant. What could be more damaging to the confidence and morale of the Turks, who revere wolfishness and martial prowess, than a defeated symbol of the grassland spirit?"
He paused, then continued, "My brother is also a master in this field. How could he not know that Tunyugu was merely venting his dissatisfaction? However, he did tell his followers, 'After returning to the grassland, Bi Xuan will go into seclusion.' This statement is intriguing. It would be best if Bi Xuan were to truly be devastated from this point on, but Tunyugu..." Yu Gu's tone was extremely confident, and I wondered if Bi Xuan had a backup plan. He had only lost part of his power; although his confidence had been severely damaged, once he recovered, he should be even more formidable than he was now. Everyone understands the principle of rebuilding after destruction.
Li Yuan pondered, "Even if your latter speculation is true, I don't know whether to be happy or sad. By the way, how is Yin Guoyue's situation?"
If Bi Xuan recovers, he will definitely seek revenge on Yuan Yueze again, but this also represents the rebirth of the Turkic spiritual leader, which will undoubtedly boost Turkic morale. This is definitely not good for the Li Tang dynasty, which has always been troubled by the powerful Turkic army. No wonder Yuwen Shang said such incomprehensible things at the beginning.
Yuwen Shang said, "Just as you guessed, my brother, I discovered that Yin Guoyue was meeting with several other people. Two of them are Yang Xuyan and Yang Wengan. I don't recognize the voice of the third person."
Li Yuan sighed inwardly. This was not his guess at all. He had only deduced it from Song Shidao's hint that "there are members of the Demonic Sect in the court who have even placed their children by your side to influence your thinking." Li
Yuan was not stupid, so he naturally guessed that it was Yin Zuwen. He never expected that he would actually guess right.
After Yuwen Shang recounted what he had heard, he said, "These are matters of my brother's family, and I shouldn't have interfered. But now it has involved the Demonic Sect, and even Consort Lian is truly..."
Li Yuan sighed, slammed his hand on the table, and said coldly, "I originally had a good relationship with the former Crown Prince. To protect his flesh and blood, I even dared to defy Brother Yue. Who knew that Yang Xuyan would be so ungrateful? Yin Zuwen is not only a member of the Demonic Sect, but also colludes with Yang Xuyan. How can I, Li Yuan, be looked down upon by them!"
Yuwen Shang said with delight, "Brother's aura truly inspires awe."
Li Yuan said, "Thank you for your hard work, brother. If my cultivation hadn't reached your level, I wouldn't have been able to uncover such important information. Without your help, I, Li Yuan, would never have been able to turn the tables!"
Yuwen Shang exchanged a few polite words, and the two smiled at each other.
Wanwan and Bai Qing'er nestled together on the couch, whispering intimate secrets.
Both women were filled with emotion. They had been rivals since childhood, never imagining they would one day be as close as best friends.
Yuan Yueze's appearance gradually dissolved the conflict between them.
Bai Qing'er said enviously, "Senior Sister, you were able to sneak in so easily, and your cultivation has improved at an astonishing speed."
Wanwan said, "If you like it, your husband would probably become your 'furnace' without even blinking an eye, right?"
Bai Qing'er sighed, "I only need to learn Senior Sister Meixian's improved 'Heavenly Demon Technique.' She once said that in terms of power, it's no less than the Demon Seed Technique." Wanwan
felt ashamed, thinking that her decision to advocate the Demon Seed Technique would cause Yuan Yueze so much suffering. She couldn't help but wonder if she didn't love her husband as much as her junior sister did. Otherwise, how could she not feel sorry for him?
Bai Qing'er had no idea what Wanwan was thinking. Sensing something was wrong, she asked curiously, "What's wrong, Senior Sister?"
Wanwan suppressed her chaotic emotions and changed the subject, saying, "Nothing. Junior Sister, have you figured out how to deal with Yin Zuwen? Shi Zhixuan is no longer in Chang'an. Do you still need our help?"
Bai Qing'er was silent for a long time before saying, "I originally wanted to cripple his martial arts, but after thinking about it carefully these past few days, I feel that's not enough. The best way to get revenge is to watch him fall from his high position to the bottom of the abyss."
Wanwan pinched her cheek with her jade-like hand and chuckled, "You're becoming more and more influenced by your husband's theories!"
Bai Qing'er giggled and reached out to tickle Wanwan in return.
Yuan Yueze's theory was that killing was the lowest form of revenge; only by destroying the will of the living could one achieve the highest level. Undeniably, his wicked and perverse thoughts were characteristic of the demonic sect, and Bai Qing'er, being from the demonic sect, naturally admired such ideas.
After a playful tussle, the two women stopped, panting. Bai Qing'er said, "After this change of heart, when my master came to visit me, I asked her to have Second Brother Song, under the guise of Yue Shan, convey to Li Yuan the true identity of Yin Zuwen. Although Li Yuan won't completely believe it, he will definitely investigate secretly. Once it's true, Yin Zuwen will certainly not have a good end."
"You little vixen, your thoughts are so wicked!"
A familiar voice rang out, and the two women felt their lips being attacked simultaneously as someone squeezed into the narrow space between them.
The familiar voice and scent—without guessing, the two women knew it was Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze lay on the couch, his arms draped over the two women's full, soft breasts.
Bai Qing'er was already used to his elusive style, and said with a slight reproach, "You always appear so silently, are you trying to scare me to death? Oh!"
Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Yueze's large lips had already kissed her fragrant, slender neck.
Fortunately, before Bai Qing'er completely lost her senses, Wanwan's coquettish voice rang out, and Yuan Yueze stopped. Wanwan said, "'Evil Emperor' Lord, you just stole Shang Cai Nu's red pill, aren't you satisfied yet?"
Yuan Yueze chuckled, turned around and lay flat, pulling the two women's heads into his arms, and kissed Wanwan's tender cheek, saying, "Why don't you call me 'Holy Emperor'? Don't you both know about Xiufang's matter? What are you still jealous about?"
Wanwan gave a coquettish snort, turned her delicate body away, leaving only her beautifully shaped pink back for him.
Bai Qing'er asked, "Does my husband have any objections to Qing'er's method just now?"
Yuan Yueze replied, "I have no objections at all. However, since you made this decision a long time ago, why are you still staying here?"
Bai Qing'er laughed, "They weren't sure if this method would succeed at the time. Li Yuan hasn't used any special methods yet, so their worries weren't unfounded. Therefore, if this method doesn't work, Qing'er has no choice but to settle for second best."
Yuan Yueze praised, "Qing'er's wisdom is indeed extraordinary. If it were me, I'd probably have gone down that path to the bitter end long ago. Why would I try to do both?"
He emphasized "try to do both," simultaneously applying pressure with his large hands on the two women's breasts. Both women let out a soft moan, and Wanwan angrily kicked him back.
Yuan Yueze exclaimed and continued, "When I arrived, I saw a suspicious person running out of the Yin residence. I followed him and discovered it was Yuwen Shang."
Then, under Bai Qing'er's questioning gaze, he recounted the conversation he overheard between Li Yuan and Yuwen Shang.
Bai Qing'er happily gave him a kiss before nestling against Yuan Yueze's chest. Yuan Yueze continued, "Yin Zuwen is facing imminent disaster, and Qing'er's prepared tactics are now useless. His downfall is inevitable; it's just a matter of time. It's a pity that Qing'er's presence by his side hasn't been very effective. Tonight, I'll take you away quietly."
Bai Qing'er nodded slightly and smiled, "How could it not have been very effective? Didn't we discover many valuable pieces of information? Moreover, the 'Charming Maiden Heart Sutra' has been combined, and we've returned to the Yin Gui Sect."
Then, her delicate body began to tremble slightly, and she said in a trembling voice, "Does my husband want Qing'er tonight?"
Yuan Yueze was taken aback and stopped his unconscious movements, saying, "That depends on whether it's convenient for Qing'er."
Bai Qing'er smiled sweetly, looking up at him with spring-like eyes, and said teasingly, "I'm very grateful for my husband's consideration. I'm perfectly fine tonight!"
Wanwan coughed lightly in dissatisfaction, as if implying that the two shouldn't speak so blatantly, especially since she was an outsider present.
But their attitude clearly showed that they treated her as if she were invisible.
Having witnessed Lian Rou's boldness, the openness of women from the Demonic Sect was child's play to Yuan Yueze. He slightly increased the distance between them, scrutinizing Bai Qing'er closely. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her beautiful hair spread across the pillow, revealing her snow-white bare arms and the half-exposed, full breasts beneath her thin undergarment—her allure was irresistible.
Glancing briefly at Wanwan, who still presented her beautiful, graceful back to him, feigning sleep, Yuan Yueze slipped his hands inside Bai Qing'er's bodice, playfully and skillfully moving them around, saying, "You little devil, you're quite bold!"
Bai Qing'er trembled even more violently, her face burning red, reaching her ears, unable to suppress a soft moan, "Husband, didn't you say I was a demoness? How come you're called a demon..."
Before she could finish, Yuan Yueze pulled her close, sealing her red, luscious lips with a kiss. Lost in passion, Bai Qing'er seemed to have forgotten her senior sister was still nearby. Her slender hands and jade-like feet coiled around Yuan Yueze like serpents, her alluring body writhing like a water snake, as if seeking a more intense stimulation through their intimate contact. At the same time, her lips parted slightly, becoming entangled with Yuan Yueze's.
Wanwan, unable to resist the alluring scene so close at hand, her body gradually heated up by the seductive sounds behind her, her heart pounding wildly. She desperately wanted to get up and leave, but Yuan Yueze's arm held her tightly, leaving her powerless to escape.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Yuan Yueze clearly sensed Bai Qing'er's rising desire. He understood, of course, that women of the Demonic Sect were specially trained in matters of love and sex from a young age. Although their bodies were still intact, their theoretical knowledge and experience were far beyond that of ordinary women. Bai Qing'er was bold to begin with, and since the women in Yuan Yueze's household partied together almost every night, she didn't take Wanwan seriously at all, since she would have to join Yuan Yueze sooner or later.
Filled with the sweet fragrance of a virgin, Yuan Yueze said to Bai Qing'er, who was limp and nestled against his chest, "Qing'er, would you like to watch your senior sister and I demonstrate for you first?"
Wanwan was terrified, turning her delicate body away and pleading, "Husband, please spare me! If you want to take advantage of your junior sister, you must let Wan'er go. A young lady's first night shouldn't be spent with outsiders."
Bai Qing'er was clearly teasing Wanwan, and she said in a
soft, breathy voice, "Why is senior sister so timid? Qing'er doesn't mind!" Wanwan was furious, then chuckled and snuggled into Yuan Yueze's arms, wrapping her arms and legs around him, and said in a sweet, fragrant voice, "Then I'll demonstrate for my junior sister!"
She thought Bai Qing'er was deliberately trying to scare her, so she used this tactic of feigned retreat, only to realize a moment later that she had been tricked.
Bai Qing'er shifted slightly, sliding to the side. Yuan Yueze's hands held Wanwan tightly, her soft, warm body filling his arms. Yuan Yueze's heart fluttered. Although he knew the witch's body in his arms intimately, he was still as unable to control himself as the first time. The fiery allure and youthful, healthy, primal charm of the beauty in his arms had not diminished in the slightest; on the contrary, it had only grown stronger.
Seeing a body so perfect and exquisite, like an ivory carving, so beautiful that even the heavens would be jealous, a body whose beauty defied description, even Bai Qing'er felt dizzy and inferior.
The two sisters were actually shy, but at the same time, they felt a strange thrill. Because of this, they were like under a spell, neither avoiding nor resisting Yuan Yueze's actions.
Bai Qing'er's body went limp, and she collapsed weakly. Though her mind was numb, she saw every detail clearly: Yuan Yueze's audacity and experience, Wanwan's charm and wildness, all intensified the stimulation she felt. Her breathing became more rapid, her large, watery eyes fixed intently on their intimately joined bodies, where droplets of moisture splattered.
Bai Qing'er, oblivious to the world around her, suddenly let out a soft moan and involuntarily pressed herself against Yuan Yueze.
Yuan Yueze's strange hand had already pulled her into the fray. Bai Qing'er felt a surge of pleasure, so intense it felt like her soul was leaving her body, rushing to her brain after Yuan Yueze lightly touched her tender, untouched place. She arched her back desperately, letting out a scream, her burning body moving uncontrollably.
Almost simultaneously, her bold senior sister also let out a high-pitched, clear cry, her delicate body, flushed and sweaty, convulsing as she reached the most intense moment of her life.
Yuan Yueze trembled as well, finally stopping after a long while. He lay on Wanwan's voluptuous, alabaster-like body, panting heavily before chuckling, "You two are really loud. If it weren't for the Heavenly Demon aura, you probably would have attracted everyone from the palace."
The two women ignored him, seemingly still savoring the intoxicating feeling of ecstasy and ethereal bliss they had just experienced.
"Qing'er
, are you ready?" Bai Qing'er suddenly snapped out of her daze. It turned out that one of Yuan Yueze's large hands was pressing against her soft, boneless shoulder, while his other hand had already stripped her naked, his movements so practiced they were astonishing. Before she could protest, Yuan Yueze, with both hands and mouth, was already "developing" her budding, smooth body. Suddenly catching a glimpse of Wanwan lying beside her, her beautiful face still flushed, and seeing her "malicious" gaze, Bai Qing'er desperately clung to the last vestiges of her clarity, almost pleading through tears, "Senior Sister, please step aside!"
Of course, she couldn't ask Yuan Yueze, for he was an unreasonable scoundrel. Only now, her shyness finally overcame her desire, and she begged Wanwan to back down.
Wanwan, however, wouldn't grant her wish. Instead, she struggled to sit up, chuckling like a devil, her jade hand touching Bai Qing'er's sensitive points. Caught between two attacks, Bai Qing'er had no time to resist, only able to vaguely hear alluring moans escape her lips uncontrollably. At
the moment of her loss of virginity, she only furrowed her brow slightly; it wasn't as intense as she had imagined.
This was, of course, thanks to her mastery of the "Charming Maiden Heart Technique," otherwise, she would have been in excruciating pain.
However, the terrifying nature of the "Little Evil Emperor" still took her by surprise.
However, this happened in an instant. As Yuan Yueze's movements gradually increased in intensity and Wanwan's mischievous little hands moved back and forth, Bai Qing'er, overwhelmed by instinctive lust and the intense, stimulating pleasure, forgot everything, only knowing to shout wildly and respond with all her passion.
She persisted for a full half hour before truly reaching the peak of her inspiration.
Yuan Yueze, after surrendering, did not give up and continued his battle with Wanwan. Bai Qing'er's body glowed with a rosy light, a sign of the purification of deep impurities.
Only after several battles, when both women were exhausted, did Yuan Yueze stop and exchange intimate words with them.
The night passed in this way.
The next day at noon, Emperor Li Yuan of the Tang Dynasty, along with a group of civil and military officials who admired Shang Xiufang, personally saw Gai Suwen, Bi Xuan, Shang Xiufang, and others off. Shang Xiufang's skill in dressing up was indeed remarkable; she managed to conceal ninety percent of her intoxicating aura after her rebirth with makeup. Whether others noticed anything amiss remained unknown. Gai Suwen and Bi Xuan arrived arrogantly, only to be utterly humiliated, not even bothering to get out of their carriages to say hello.
Yuan Yueze was nowhere to be seen.
This puzzled many: Everyone knew Yuan Yueze's ambition towards Shang Xiufang, so how could he possibly let her go to the grasslands alone? Given the ethnic hatred, even with Shang Xiufang's unparalleled charm, she would likely be captured, threatening Yuan Yueze's fate. Since Bi Xuan had lost so much face in the Central Plains, how could Jieli let it go? He might even force himself on her, humiliating her first.
What a pity for such a beautiful flower!
Many couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Time flew by, and it was already the morning of the third day.
The past few days had passed without much incident, and the entire city of Chang'an was immersed in a festive atmosphere.
Yuan Yueze didn't leave the West Garden, spending his days eating, drinking, and having fun. Wen Caiting and Bai Qing'er hid in the bracelet, practicing their skills during the day and indulging in debauchery at night. As for who Yin Zuwen would use to dance for Li Yuan, Yuan Yueze had long forgotten about it. Wei Lianxiang had regained her favor, and Zhu Yuyan heard that Li Yuan had clearly distanced himself from Yin Zuwen after the New Year, never visiting Consort Yin again. This news made Bai Qing'er cheer with joy.
Today was the day of Li Tang's annual hunt at Renzhi Palace at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain. Yuan Yueze had no interest in such things, but Shang Xiuxun and Song Yuzhi insisted on going, so he didn't refuse Li Yuan's invitation and set off with the two women.
Following the grand procession out of the Vermilion Bird Gate and into Vermilion Bird Street, they saw commoners lining the streets to see them off, with firecrackers exploding incessantly, creating a lively atmosphere.
Throughout history, many emperors and members of the imperial family have been avid hunters. Each dynasty designated a specific area as a royal garden, prohibiting hunting by unauthorized individuals.
Zhongnan Mountain was one such hunting ground chosen by the Tang Dynasty after it entered Chang'an.
Numerous historical events are associated with hunting. In the ancient Xia Dynasty, Emperor Tai Kang, obsessed with hunting, was betrayed by Hou Yi, the leader of the Dongyi tribe, who seized the throne while Tai Kang was out hunting. However, Hou Yi failed to learn from this experience, also neglecting state affairs and suffering the same tragic fate as Tai Kang. The Zhou Dynasty further established archery ceremonies and hunting systems, elevating hunting to a national priority, even using it as a method for selecting talent.
Many capable monarchs were avid hunters, such as King Zhuang of Chu, who rose to power during the Warring States period, Emperor Wu of Han, and Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms period. However, the most absurd was Emperor Ming of Wei, who established a forbidden garden in Xingyang, east of Luoyang, spanning over a thousand li. Within it, he kept six hundred tigers, three hundred wolves, ten thousand foxes, and countless other birds and beasts. He forbade local people from harming the wild animals, which then attacked people everywhere, causing immense suffering to the inhabitants. This not only evoked the lament that oppressive government was more ferocious than a tiger, but also directly linked oppressive government to these ferocious beasts.
The Li clan inherited the tradition of hunting, viewing it as a symbol of national prosperity. Hunting and beautiful women were Li Yuan's two greatest passions.
Yuan Yueze, observing closely, noticed that both Li Yuan and Li Shimin, who accompanied him on his left, wore gloomy expressions. However, he couldn't care less whether the other party was facing any difficulties, and thus chatted and laughed loudly with the two women beside him, frequently attracting strange looks from the surrounding officials and soldiers.
Glancing at the luxurious carriage at the back of the procession, guarded by eight imperial guards at the front and back, Yuan Yueze lowered his voice and asked, "Is Li Yuan taking his concubine out hunting?"
Shang Xiuxun replied, "That's Xiuning's carriage."
Yuan Yueze thought to himself that since that night when he overheard Li Shimin stealing his brother's wife, the two hadn't seen each other again, and he wondered how she was doing. Immediately thinking of their different positions, Yuan Yueze suppressed the urge to go over and greet her.
In the instant he turned his head, Li Shimin was riding back towards him.
In the East Garden of Taiji Palace, Yunchang Pavilion.
This pavilion was specially renamed by Li Yuan to please Consort Lian when he welcomed her to Chang'an.
In the beautifully decorated boudoir, Consort Lian sat alone in front of a square container filled with fine sand, cutting and arranging flowers by herself.
Gazing at the solitary plum blossom arranged in the flower, two streams of tears slid down her pale face.
Recalling her own tragic and lonely past, and how her beloved had used her as a tool and then abandoned her, this wild and untamed woman was overcome with grief, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed silently.
"Your Majesty, Lady Wei has arrived,"
a maid's voice rang out from outside the door. Consort Lian hurriedly wiped away her tears and said calmly, "Please come in."
A moment later, an announcement of "Lady Wei has arrived!"
was made, and Wei Zhenzhen, simply dressed, entered the room, surrounded by two eunuchs and several maids. Consort Lian
dismissed the others, leaving only the two women in the room.
Wei Zhenzhen carefully examined the perfectly placed plum blossom and nodded in praise, "I never imagined my sister's skill was so superb."
Consort Lian rose and invited her to sit down, saying, "Sister, you flatter me."
Although the two women had been scheming against each other, over time they had developed a fondness for one another and began to address each other as sisters.
Having not seen her for several days, Consort Lian appeared much thinner. Seeing her protruding belly as she rose, Wei Zhenzhen quickly helped her sit down, complaining, "What if you've upset your baby? Why is no one attending to you?"
A bitter smile appeared on Consort Lian's lips as she replied, "They were all sent to monitor me, but I sent them away."
Wei Zhenzhen frowned slightly. If they were sent by Li Yuan to monitor her, how could those eunuchs and maids obey her?
Consort Lian seemed to sense her question and explained, "His Majesty went hunting. Although they were monitoring me, they wouldn't dare disobey my orders."
Wei Zhenzhen had a look of sudden understanding, looking into her eyes tentatively, "Sister, is there something urgent that must be done today, otherwise it will be too late?"
She had already sensed something amiss from the word "monitor," and looking at Consort Lian's haggard appearance, a picture gradually formed in her mind.
Consort Lian extended her pale, jade-like hand, gently pressing it against her lower abdomen, stroking it tenderly a few times. When she raised her head again, her expression had turned solemn, and she said in a very soft voice, "In the past, my sister and I have always been scheming against each other. I admit I am no match for you, so I beg you to save me this once."
Wei Zhenzhen said with a strange expression, "Could you please elaborate, sister?"
Consort Lian subconsciously glanced at the spacious hall, then cautiously looked at the doors and windows, leaning forward, and said in an even softer voice than before, "The Emperor wants to kill me!"
Wei Zhenzhen's delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked at her in astonishment.

Chapter 112 Ambush in Deer Valley
Upon approaching, Li Shimin smiled and gestured to Yuan Yueze. The two left the official road and rode slowly side by side along the roadside.
Li Shimin's spirited appearance was replaced by a worried brow, revealing a sad expression. He sighed softly, "Thinking that this feeling may never return, and that I will have to fight and even die with Brother Yuan on the battlefield, it fills me with helplessness."
Yuan Yueze, unsure of his meaning, nodded and said, "Things often develop unexpectedly. We'll have to deal with the future later. Brother Shimin, you should focus on the present!"
Just as Wanwan had said, he was intelligent but also lazy, rarely liking to use his brain. Perhaps influenced by the original novel, when facing shrewd characters like Shen Luoyan, Li Shimin, and Shi Feixuan, he would subconsciously use his brain to guard against them. This was because people in this era were particularly fond of using "scheming," especially those in high positions.
Li Shimin sensed the hidden meaning in Yuan Yueze's words, his eyes flashing sharply. He said, "Thank you for your concern, Brother Yuan. I have already investigated thoroughly, and nothing will happen."
The infighting among the Li brothers was no secret. Li Shimin was cautious; even after capturing firearms and repelling the Crown Prince's party's sneak attack, he would still not let his guard down during the spring hunt.
After a moment of silence, Li Shimin continued, "I hope Brother Yuan won't blame the seniors of the Xuanmen sect..."
Yuan Yueze raised his hand to interrupt him, saying, "Everyone has their own difficulties and helplessness, Brother Shimin, there's no need to say more, I understand."
Inwardly, however, he chuckled: the Buddhist and Taoist sects had undoubtedly failed in their attempt to gain an advantage, because through the siege by the Four Great Monks, Yuan Yueze's strength had once again advanced by leaps and bounds; Zhu Yuyan had even broken through the Heavenly Realm limit in her battle with Ning Daoqi, yet failed to escape. These two events had dealt a significant blow to the morale and psychology of both the Buddhist and Taoist sects.
Li Shimin glanced around and said softly, "Brother Yuan, rest assured, before you leave Chang'an, I guarantee no one will dare to disturb you again."
He then added, "The spring hunt will last eight days, Brother Yuan will be leaving the day after tomorrow, I wish you a pleasant time."
With a farewell, he spurred his horse and rode away.
Yuan Yueze sneered inwardly; with his assertive demeanor, who would dare to provoke him? Although Li Shimin was a politician driven solely by self-interest, he was still considered one of the more capable ones. His words not only reflected a clear understanding of the current situation and a focus on the long-term implications of the battlefield, but also indicated a desire to befriend someone like Yuan Yueze, demonstrating a magnanimity far surpassing that of his two brothers.
Reflecting on his trip to Chang'an, he couldn't help but chuckle. The tense atmosphere, initially focused on the "Yang Gong Treasure," was diluted by the surrender of Bashu to the Tang Dynasty. The rampant expansion of forces beyond the Great Wall resulted in the Xuanmen's intervention ending in a crushing defeat. The appearances of Liu Yu and Shi Zhixuan also impacted the situation in Chang'an. Judging from Li Shimin's demeanor, he had likely disrupted the Crown Prince's plans. As the saying goes, plans are often subject to change.
The group finally arrived at their destination close to noon.
Taiyi Mountain is near the capital, its peaks stretching to the sea. White clouds gather as one looks back, while blue mist disappears upon closer inspection.
Zhongnan Mountain, also known as Taiyi Mountain, stretches across the southern part of Guanzhong, from Qinlong in the west to Lantian in the east, a distance of eight hundred li. Ancient people said that among the largest mountains, besides Taihang, none surpasses Zhongnan.
Upon arriving at their destination, Yuan Yueze immediately dismounted and stood with the two women on a small hill, surveying the surrounding terrain.
In the distance, on the flat land, camps stretched as far as the eye could see, banners like a sea. A long wind blew, causing the banners to flutter, adding to the military atmosphere.
Yuan Yueze exclaimed, "So the tents were already set up?"
Song Yuzhi replied, "They couldn't have waited until we got here to set them up! The terrain here is flat, with vast plains and no natural defenses; they were very careful in choosing this location."
Yuan Yueze thought to himself, no wonder Li Shimin spoke with such confidence earlier; it seemed all security issues had been addressed beforehand.
Gazing at the beautiful scenery of the hundreds of miles of valleys and peaks, the three of them simultaneously felt captivated by the emerald screens of the peaks and the serene elegance of the deep valleys.
Shang Xiuxun parted her lips slightly, her ethereal voice softly uttering, and recited: "Upon stepping out, I see the Southern Mountain, its beauty boundless, its verdant peaks ever-present. Sometimes white clouds rise, stretching and rolling across the sky. My heart resonates with it, and my joy is profound." Just as
Yuan Yueze was about to praise her recitation, applause erupted behind them, and the exclamations of admiration from Li Shimin and his men came simultaneously.
It turned out that Li Shimin had approached with Pang Yu, Yuchi Jingde, and several others.
After exchanging pleasantries, Li Shimin pointed to the camp area and said, "That wooden stockade was originally the royal camp. There are nearly nine large tents inside. I will stay next to Father Emperor's tent, while the other tents are occupied by royal eunuchs or people close to the royal family. I have also reserved a tent for Brother Yuan and your two wives. What do you three think?"
Yuan Yueze looked closely and saw that the royal camp was built on a large, flat-topped hill. The wooden stockade was the center, and the tents on the left and right sides of the hill were called the Left and Right Guards, with dense guards, clearly responsible for the security of the royal camp. The outer tents were also arranged in a square formation, with ten tents in a group. Each group had a walkway large enough for eight horses to ride abreast, surrounding the central royal camp like stars around the moon, acting as its screen.
Between the camps, there were large open spaces with horse stables and squares for practicing riding and archery, allowing hunters to stretch their muscles, or compete in riding, archery, and swordsmanship, making it very lively, somewhat like a recreational event. Although this trip is not a campaign, the marching and camping are all conducted in accordance with military regulations and tactics. This shows that the military might and discipline
of the Li Tang dynasty are not unfounded. It was already noon, and those preparing lunch lit fires, the smoke rising gently, adding to the charm of Zhongnan Mountain. Many people also gathered in the square to play. For a moment, the neighing of horses and the sounds of people echoed above the thousands of tents. So he said, "We can stay anywhere, thank you for your trouble, Brother Shimin."
Li Shimin leaned closer to him and lowered his voice, saying, "That is the famous Deer Valley, which is also our hunting ground this time. Because a water source flows down from Zhongnan Mountain, and the surrounding high mountains block the cold winds, livestock hide in the valley during winter, making it a good hunting place. In ancient times, Emperor Qin Shihuang (Ying Zheng) hunted here in winter."
Yuan Yueze looked in the direction he pointed and saw a deep valley about a mile away. He nodded and said, "This is also the best place to ambush. If we can seal the valley entrance, the valley inside will become..." "A desperate situation,"
Li Shimin said with delight. "If it were the height of summer, as long as we could cut off the connection between the inside and outside of the valley, and then launch rockets into the valley to set the forest ablaze, the thousands of troops inside would be helpless. But now, with everything covered in snow, only specially made firearms can be somewhat effective, or we could use oil splashed onto the tree trunks to ignite them. However, the snow melts when it meets the fire, extinguishing the flames, so it's not very effective. Brother Yuan and your two wives can enjoy yourselves to the fullest. I'll take my leave now."
Judging from his expression, it was clear that everything was under his control.
Shang Xiuxun stretched comfortably, glanced at Yuan Yueze who was leering at her perfect figure, and said, "We're going to see Xiuning. We'll stay with you later, my husband!"
Watching the two women leave, Yuan Yueze began to ponder the question of the overall situation.
The situation was much simpler now; everything depended on when the Li Tang dynasty would emerge from the pass, and the outcome of the war would determine everything. Yuan Yueze wasn't worried about this aspect. On his side, Shen Luoyan, Kou Zhong, and Song Shidao were all masters of military strategy and highly experienced. Although they didn't want to see scenes of bloodshed, no one could stop this great war that would determine the fate of the Central Plains. He was more concerned about the life and death and whereabouts of Liu Yu and the Shaman Queen. Liu Yu was a given; every day he lived, he would harm more people. And the Shaman Queen hadn't shown herself since obtaining the He Shi Bi jade. If she died, the whereabouts of Xiao Bei's nephew would also become a mystery, which would surely trouble Xiao Bei, who was always thinking of Xiao Ge. Yuan Yueze was observant and could see Xiao Bei's worries. He also had his own plans, but even if the Shaman Queen was still alive, the world was vast, and where could he find someone who would never openly walk the streets?
He sighed dejectedly, sat down on the spot, closed his eyes to practice his internal energy, and savored the details of his past battles with many masters, completely absorbed in the experience.
A gentle breeze caressed Yuan Yueze's face, jolting him awake. He realized the sun was already setting behind the western mountains, casting a golden glow across the land. He knew he had been so engrossed in his practice that time had slipped away unnoticed, and lunchtime was long past. Perhaps the Li Tang people, seeing his enigmatic demeanor, dared not disturb him.
In the distance, on the vast plains, tens of thousands of people, divided into small groups, were searching for prey.
They would have to wait for the evening's picnic.
After muttering something to himself, Yuan Yueze got up and walked towards the camp area.
Song Yuzhi came in carrying a plate of wine and meat, and said, "Li Shimin wanted to invite my husband to go hunting in Deer Valley this afternoon, but he was refused. He didn't dare to disturb your meditation."
Yuan Yueze grabbed a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate heartily.
While wiping the grease from Yuan Yueze's mouth, Song Yuzhi complained, "Once my husband enters a meditative state, even the sound of horses' hooves and the barking of hunting dogs can't wake him. But at the time, he was with Li Yuanji and his men. I happened to notice that Li Yuanji's eyes were a little strange, as if he was annoyed and regretful. Could he still dare to plot against us?"
Then she pushed away his mouth, which was trying to take advantage of her, and scolded, "Eat quickly, the Night Fire Party is about to start."
Yuan Yueze didn't take Li Yuanji seriously at all, and said while chewing, "If it's about playing tricks, I'll admit defeat. But in terms of strength, I can crush him with one finger."
Although Song Yuzhi usually seemed carefree, she had actually become much more knowledgeable over the years due to reading many books from later generations. However, influenced by Yuan Yueze's laziness, and with the women like Shan Meixian being beautiful and intelligent, she was too lazy to get involved. It was just as the saying goes, "It's better to lie down than to stay still." Laziness is the deepest part of human nature, and no one can erase it.
So she comforted him, saying, "My husband only entered the world at the age of twenty, and since then he has not encountered any setbacks. In addition, he is inherently stubborn, so it is not surprising that he is not as cunning as others. To put it bluntly, it is called naivety; to put it nicely, it is called true nature and true feelings. In short, it is a matter of opinion, so don't be troubled. To be honest, there are many people who envy you. Think about it, no matter how a person wears a mask in front of others, who doesn't deep down hope to be able to act according to their true heart at all times? In fact, a person like my husband should not exist in this world. Otherwise, why would Master have only accepted you as his disciple after 130,000 years?"
Yuan Yueze stared in astonishment at his young wife, the former second young lady of the Song Clan.
Unexpectedly, his casual remark had provoked such a long speech from her, so he laughed and said, "Let others say what they want about me, it doesn't affect my eating or sleeping. If they dare to offend me to my face, I'll just settle it with a sword! By the way, is Xiuxun still with Xiuning?"
Song Yuzhi nodded and said, "Xiuning looks a bit haggard, so Sister Xiuxun stayed to keep her company."
After Yuan Yueze finished eating, he and she went to the open field, where a wide square was teeming with people. The main hall was set up at the north end, and the other three sides had several rows of more than a hundred tables, with four to six people at each table. Torches were planted between the tables, and the flames were roaring, creating the atmosphere of a bonfire party. Wine was, of course, indispensable for such occasions, and the food consisted entirely of the hunted game, birds and beasts, all kinds of dishes, the aroma of meat filling the air, and a spicy and unique flavor.
Under the starlight and moonlight, the central square was filled with a lively and joyful atmosphere. The spoils of the hunt were roasted until fragrant, and the bonfires illuminated the campsite, which stretched for miles, with a warm, fiery glow.
The two men were immediately seated third to the left of the chairman, with Shang Xiuxun and Li Xiuning's seats to their left. The two women had been excitedly commenting on the people singing and dancing in the center. Noticing Yuan Yueze's arrival, Li Xiuning stole a glance before continuing to enjoy the dance.
She did look somewhat haggard, but the joyful atmosphere had added a healthy blush to her pale face, making her exceptionally alluring against the crackling firelight.
Although it was only a fleeting glance, Yuan Yueze clearly sensed the melancholy in her eyes. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; it seemed Li Xiuning was still torn by love, far less resolute than when she had made her decision. This left him feeling helpless: on the one hand, he warned himself not to get involved with her at this time, otherwise not only would he be in a passive position, but Li Xiuning would also be caught in the middle and suffer even more; on the other hand, he was worried about her health. The impact of physical illness was far less than that of mental illness, especially since Li Xiuning was not skilled in martial arts, so she was suffering both physically and mentally.
The banquet passed in Yuan Yueze's contemplation, and finally, the emperor and his ministers raised their cups to toast each other, and the banquet came to an end. Just as Li Shimin had said, although there was a large-scale event of martial arts competition for rewards, no one dared to challenge him, and few even dared to look at him.
Yuan Yueze, who knew nothing about political intrigue, had a headache and could not come up with a solution. He had no choice but to return to his tent with the two women. Just as he was about to indulge in some absurdity, a clear female voice came from outside the door, saying, "May I ask if the young master has retired for the night? The princess invites you."
Song Yuzhi hurriedly responded.
Before he could ask why Li Xiuning had invited him, Shang Xiuxun had already pushed him out of the tent.
On the plains, tents dotted the landscape, lights flickered everywhere, and the sound of the Jing River flowing across the land mingled with the laughter of those still unwilling to sleep.
Li Xiuning's tent was located behind Li Yuan's camp, surrounded by more than ten other tents, all inhabited by women of high status within the royal family. The tent was specially separated from the other tents by wooden fences, and was heavily guarded.
Yuan Yueze, following the palace maid, passed unimpeded to the tent. The maid lifted the curtain and let Yuan Yueze in alone.
The tent was lavishly furnished, with at least a dozen oil lamps lit. Li Xiuning had removed the long fur robe she had been wearing, revealing only a plain white, tight-fitting outfit. Her exquisitely curvaceous and flawlessly beautiful figure was on full display, and her languid posture exuded a captivating charm, possessing a unique allure. At this moment, she sat with her head bowed beside a small table laden with roasted game, wine, and dishes, the air filled with the aroma of meat and fire.
Hearing footsteps, Li Xiuning's delicate body trembled slightly before she raised her pale face and looked over.
Yuan Yueze was utterly shaken.
In terms of both looks and temperament, Li Xiuning couldn't compare to the women in his household. But now, sitting there alone, her long, black hair gleaming in the bright light, made her almost deathly pale face appear like a lonely soul in the wilderness. What moved Yuan Yueze most was her strange aura—a mixture of frailty and delicate strength, and captivating beauty.
After a slight pause, Yuan Yueze didn't stand on ceremony. He took a few steps to sit opposite her. He was a man who didn't follow etiquette, and he wasn't surprised that Li Xiuning hadn't risen to greet him. She glanced at the food and wine on the table and smiled, "Xiuning is so thoughtful. She noticed that I didn't eat much at the picnic."
After hearing Yuan Yueze's ambiguous words, her pale face did not change at all. Instead, a complex look flashed in her eyes that even Yuan Yueze could not understand. It was as if she was suffering from mental torment and did not know how to speak.
Normally, she would have blushed upon hearing Yuan Yueze's words, but not this time. Yuan Yueze knew she was upset, so he didn't say anything more. He poured wine into their cups and raised his own, saying, "Let's have a drink first!"
Li Xiuning quickly reached out her hand, her voice urgent, "Shouldn't we say a few words first?"
Yuan Yueze was taken aback and said, "Too many stories! Come on!"
A smile finally flashed across Li Xiuning's pretty face. She covered her mouth and chuckled, then, as if remembering something, her expression darkened again. She said with a hint of reproach, "But we still need to say a few words first, right?"
Seeing that she had finally smiled, Yuan Yueze exclaimed, "Please, Princess, don't hold a grudge. A prime minister's belly can hold a boat. The moon sets, crows cry, frost fills the sky, husband and wife return home together."
Li Xiuning stared intently at him with her large eyes.
Yuan Yueze felt quite embarrassed. He had finally come up with a few words to cheer her up, but she didn't react at all. Just as he was about to speak again, Li Xiuning preemptively asked, "Would the young master be willing to share a cup of wine with Xiuning?"
Yuan Yueze was taken aback.
Li Xiuning remained unfazed, her delicate body standing straight, staring at him expressionlessly like a jade statue, without a trace of shyness or embarrassment.
The distant noise outside the tent, which had been faintly audible, now made the two feel as if they were in another world, where a pin drop could be heard.
In ancient times, when couples got married, a gourd was split into two halves, connected by a thread. The bride and groom each took one half and drank from it together, symbolizing that marriage united them as one. This was called "Hejin Wine" (合卺酒). Over thousands of years, this evolved into "Jiaobei Wine" (交杯酒). Li Xiuning's boldness this time left even Yuan Yueze puzzled.
After a long silence, Yuan Yueze said softly, "Xiuning, I understand. You know there's no possibility between us, but you still want to express your feelings, right?" A
look of sorrow flashed in Li Xiuning's eyes. She quickly lowered her head, remaining silent, staring blankly at the cup of wine in front of Yuan Yueze. The
golden cup reflected a dazzling golden light under the bright lamplight, giving it an indescribable eeriness.
Yuan Yueze scrutinized the section of her white neck exposed behind her lace-trimmed round collar for a long time, then drank half of the cup and offered it to Li Xiuning.
He wanted to tell Li Xiuning that Zhu Yuyan had already cast the supreme mental technique "Imprisoning God" on her, a powerful demonic cultivation method. He thought she didn't need to worry about the future; as long as her head wasn't cut off, she wouldn't die. But he stopped himself. Such a thing was not only bizarre and unbelievable, but Li Xiuning had never witnessed it herself, and she simply wouldn't believe it.
Li Xiuning took the cup and drank it down, her face flushing red. She immediately choked and coughed.
Yuan Yueze rushed over to pat her back and help her catch her breath.
Li Xiuning, however, buried her face in his chest and sobbed softly.
Holding her beautiful body, Yuan Yueze pressed his hand on her delicate, trembling shoulders and gently comforted her, "Xiuning, you should remember what I said that day. I will never go back on my word. You don't have to be like this."
Li Xiuning trembled, sat up straight, and looked at him with teary eyes, her expression still blank.
Yuan Yueze gently wiped away the tears that streamed down her jade-like cheeks like a string of pearls with his sleeve, and smiled, "Eat something. You've lost so much weight. After you eat, I'll take you for a walk, let the breeze blow, it'll make you feel much better."
Li Xiuning immediately nodded.
Whether it was because Yuan Yueze had opened her heart, or because she had just expressed her feelings, Li Xiuning had a hearty appetite. With Yuan Yueze deliberately telling jokes, the two finally finished off the entire table of food and wine.
When they left the tent, it was already late. Except for the soldiers on night watch, most of the others were asleep. The soldiers, being of low rank, dared not ask any questions, and could only watch Yuan Yueze and Li Xiuning walk out of the camp.
Li Xiuning, having drunk too much, was already quite tipsy, and even the night breeze didn't sober her up much. The two chatted idly, and unknowingly reached the entrance to Deer Valley.
Entering the valley, the cold wind gradually subsided.
Li Xiuning remained half-leaning in Yuan Yueze's arms. His large, strong hand rested on her slender waist. In the pitch-black darkness, she felt no fear, only an unusual sweetness. She instinctively looked at Yuan Yueze, her beautiful eyes radiating deep emotion.
Yuan Yueze happened to look at her too, his eyes sparkling brighter than the North Star.
Li Xiuning could clearly see the tenderness contained in those eyes.
In a daze, Yuan Yueze had already lifted her up in his arms, his feet moving swiftly, and kissed her luscious lips.
In the kiss, Li Xiuning's body went limp, a powerful, soul-stirring sensation rising within her, capable of melting anyone's body and soul. Especially since their passionate kiss took place while they were moving, it gave Li Xiuning, raised in a strict and traditional family, an indescribable thrill.
As they parted, the princess, her face flushed, her starry eyes half-closed, lay limply against Yuan Yueze's chest, her small mouth panting rapidly with nervousness, her delicate body trembling slightly. Despite the cold weather, she clearly felt her body burning hot.
Having reached Yuan Yueze's level of cultivation, his vision was no longer affected by light or shadow. He carefully examined the alluring, yearning expression of the woman in his arms, and then longed to taste her sweet lips.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar shook the valley.
In an instant, the earth trembled.
Li Xiuning paled, her arms tightly wrapped around Yuan Yueze's neck, looking at him helplessly.
Yuan Yueze remained calm and composed, like a mountain.
Only then did he realize that they had entered the deepest part of the valley, and the explosion was happening all around them.
The thick, acrid smell of gunpowder told Yuan Yueze that the sound was indeed from a firearm.
Li Xiuning coughed violently, and Yuan Yueze lowered his head to breathe on her, while simultaneously turning back.
Instantly releasing his true energy to protect Li Xiuning from the explosion, Yuan Yueze simultaneously channeled his energy and searched for a way out. He felt no strain, only a thrill.
Li Xiuning, however, was already terrified and had no time to enjoy the spectacle.
Her performance, however, pleased Yuan Yueze: even if this ambush was orchestrated by the Li Tang people, Li Xiuning was definitely not aware of it; otherwise, the thought of being deceived by her would have been even more painful for him.
Explosions continued to erupt around them, yet Li Xiuning felt incredibly safe, as if the deafening roars that could shatter a body came from another dimension, having no effect on her.
And indeed, that was the case.
Of course, the psychological factor of love played a part.
Suddenly, Yuan Yueze's body jolted, he stopped, and his lips left Li Xiuning's.
Li Xiuning looked up and saw his once tender eyes flashing with a
cold light, staring intently ahead. Following his gaze, Li Xiuning involuntarily shivered.
The explosions had ceased, and the acrid smoke was no longer noticeable. The valley entrance was less than ten paces ahead, where dozens of men in black stood in a row. The leaders, each carrying a lantern, stared at Yuan Yueze in astonishment.
The woman at the head of the group, a middle-aged woman, was none other than Sha Fang, the "Good Mother" of the Great Ming Sect, whom he had met once before. She wore a tight-fitting night outfit, and the dim light from her lantern illuminated her face from below, revealing a dark forehead and a bright chin—a veritable ghost from hell, giving off a sinister and terrifying aura.
To her left, a middle-aged man held a heavy iron staff. He was tall and thin, with a long face, resembling a hanged ghost, his eyes occasionally rolling back the whites of his eyes. Such an appearance was frightening enough without any disguise, let alone in this situation.
No wonder Li Xiuning was so terrified.
Yuan Yueze suppressed his murderous intent and said calmly, "What benefits did Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji give you? Why would they make you risk your lives for them?"
Li Xiuning trembled violently, staring at Yuan Yueze in astonishment.

Chapter 113 Farewell to
Chang'an Sha Fang chuckled lightly, saying without revealing her true intentions, "This servant doesn't understand what you're saying, young master. The woman in your arms has been poisoned by my Holy Sect's smoke. Without my antidote, she will surely die!"
Because Li Xiuning didn't know martial arts, she had just been choked by the thick smoke. To prevent her from feeling uncomfortable, Yuan Yueze had been pressing his hand on her back, using his internal energy to help her breathe smoothly. Upon hearing this,
he withdrew his internal energy, and Li Xiuning's breathing indeed became rapid. It seemed that, as Sha Fang had said, Li Xiuning was indeed poisoned. He continued to administer internal energy while secretly chuckling to himself. His previous statement was merely a ruse. Before speaking, he had been intently observing the behavior of the group. Sha Fang hadn't revealed any flaws, but her subordinates were not as capable as her. For example, the scholar-looking man to her right clearly showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.
Recalling what Song Yuzhi had said in the tent, and combining it with the current situation, Yuan Yueze's mind began to clear: This was the Crown Prince's conspiracy, attempting to kill Yuan Yueze with a large amount of gunpowder. The afternoon was likely when Li Yuanji would execute his plan. The explosives had been planted long ago, and someone was secretly controlling them. Perhaps Yuan Yueze accidentally entered with Li Xiuning, and was discovered by those in the shadows. Li Yuanji then made a last-minute decision to sacrifice Li Xiuning to kill Yuan Yueze. If this succeeded, he could then shirk responsibility, since it was Li Shimin who invited Yuan Yueze to the hunt. Li Yuanji had become utterly depraved.
The group before him was no saint either. Sha Fang was not only ruthless and despicable, but she was also trying to disrupt his peace of mind, which would only enrage him.
If he pressed further, Sha Fang and her fanatical religious followers would certainly not reveal their collusion with the princelings. So Yuan Yueze let out a cold snort, his sharp, razor-sharp eyes sweeping over the group, and said, "That shameless Lie Xia was long gone. Tell me your names, and I'll give you a quick death."
The group's expressions changed instantly.
They knew Lie Xia was the leader of the Mingzi sect. Although they didn't have much contact, Sha Fang and the others were well aware of his high level of cultivation.
Sha Fang was initially taken aback, but then overjoyed. With her cultivation, she could see that Yuan Yueze was just putting on an act. Lie Xia hadn't contacted them for several days, but Sha Fang believed that with his intelligence, he wouldn't die at Yuan Yueze's hands. Relieved, she thought to herself, "I knew it! How could so many explosives not cause him any harm?"
She was completely unaware that she had fallen for Yuan Yueze's "feigned deception."
With a flick of her right hand, the Xiaoyao Tuo, gleaming with a yellowish-white eerie light, appeared in her grasp. Sha Fang let out a smug, coquettish laugh, her face showing disdain. She introduced them one by one, panting, as if making friends, without a trace of tension.
The one resembling a hanged ghost was "Dense Fog" Jiu Lingzhi. The one with fair skin and carrying a long sword was "Evil Wind" Yang Mo. The one with an ugly face, a lion's nose covered in red spots, and wielding twin swords was "Extinguished Fire" Kuo Jie. The last one, a short, stout ugly man with a broad face, thick eyebrows, protruding lips, and a bulging jaw, was "Dark Qi" Zhou Laofang.
Judging by appearance alone, these people were all between thirty and forty years old, but those who cultivated Qi could conceal their true age. Someone of Zhu Yuyan's level, by any measure, wouldn't look more than thirty, but in reality, they were already renowned masters with nearly sixty years of experience.
The other three young, alluring women, dressed flamboyantly and adorned with jewels, exuding charm and allure, were clearly not respectable women. They were Shui Cha Nu, Huo Cha Nu, and "Poisonous Water" Xin Na Ya.
Yuan Yueze secretly thought it a pity that Grandmaster Xu Kaishan and Atom Yang Xuyan hadn't come; otherwise, he could have wiped them out tonight.
Perhaps due to the butterfly effect caused by his appearance, Duan Yucheng, who was supposed to become Atom, was nowhere to be found.
Under the continuous flow of true energy from Yuan Yueze, Li Xiuning felt a warm sensation throughout her body, forgetting all about the slight poisoning. With her keen intellect, she noticed something from the brief conversation between the group. This ambush was likely arranged by her eldest and third brothers. These cult members were colluding with the Crown Prince's faction, preparing to eliminate Yuan Yueze in one fell swoop. The benefits afterward were obvious: they would help the Great Ming Zun Sect build the Ming Si Temple in Chang'an and spread their teachings extensively. Otherwise, who could have planted so many explosives under Li Shimin's powerful intelligence network and secretly monitored the operation?
Could it be…?
A thought suddenly arose in Li Xiuning's mind, and her bright, beautiful eyes instantly dimmed.
However, no one saw her reaction, because everyone else had already entered combat mode. The people of the Great Ming Zunjiao sect not only wielded various weapons but were also equipped with crossbows and powerful arrows. Once unleashed, their chilling energy swept towards Yuan Yueze and his companion.
The killing intent filled the air, and the whirlwind spread everywhere.
The distance between Lugu Valley and the royal camp was far, and the explosion point was in the deepest part of the valley. Judging from the arrogance of the Great Ming Zunjiao people, it was clear that the explosion had not been detected by the Li Tang people.
Yuan Yueze held Li Xiuning in his left arm, transferring his breath, while his right hand was behind his back, focused and on guard.
With a sharp shout from Sha Fang, dozens of people seemed to tacitly disperse and attacked from all directions. More than a dozen burly men with crossbows remained behind, all aiming at Yuan Yueze.
A sudden gust of wind howled, like the mournful cries of ghosts.
Noticing Li Xiuning's body trembling more violently, Yuan Yueze brazenly stroked her smooth face with his lips, whispering, "Xiuning, close your eyes. Don't watch me kill."
Li Xiuning felt that his casual remark not only displayed his immense confidence, but the eerie atmosphere it carried also sent chills down her spine. She knew clearly that the next Yuan Yueze would be more terrifying than a reborn demon god or a reincarnated Asura. So she obediently closed her eyes.
Jiu Lingzhi's iron staff, Kuo Jie's twin swords, Yang Mo's heavy sword, and Xin Naya's short sword surrounded Sha Fang's Xiaoyao Tuo, attacking simultaneously with a storm of moves, surging like a mighty river towards Yuan Yueze and Li Xiuning, creating a devastating, one-way attack. They showed no mercy from the start, and Kuo Jie's target was Li Xiuning, making the intention to distract Yuan Yueze all the more obvious. Zhou Laofang and the two women, Shui Huo and Nie, moved slightly slower, guarding the perimeter to prevent Yuan Yueze from escaping, demonstrating the thoroughness of their plan to kill him.
In reality, Yuan Yueze didn't care about this group at all. Among the "Ming Department" of the Great Ming Venerable Sect, Xu Kaishan, who disguised himself as the leader of the newly risen Northern Horse Gang in the Northern Frontier a few years ago, and was actually the "Great Ming Venerable God," possessed the highest cultivation, nearing the Grandmaster level. Next were Lie Xia, the leader of the Five Mingzi, "Miao Kong Mingzi," Xin Naya, one of the Five Demons, and the selfish Yang Xuyan, who were considered the most outstanding figures. According to Zhu Yuyan, Lie Xia and Xin Naya's martial arts surpassed even Sha Fang's. Yang Xuyan's martial arts talent was extremely high, and his cultivation should also be above Sha Fang's. However, even someone as strong as Lie Xia could only barely withstand two moves from Yuan Yueze before dying; let alone now, with his greatly improved cultivation!
Kuojie's actions enraged Yuan Yueze, but a fleeting, unfamiliar sword aura in the distance also caught his attention.
Without time to consider the person hiding in the shadows, Yuan Yueze's focus instantly returned to the battlefield. He moved nimbly back and forth, his hands flashing with cold light, sometimes claws, sometimes palms, like frost or snowflakes, his movements graceful and fluid as he parried and blocked attacks. At the same time, he deliberately feigned erratic breathing, shouting, "Xu Kaishan, Lie Xia, and Yang Xuyan are all gone, your fighting strength is greatly reduced, take this!"
This psychologically damaging statement was no small matter. Caught off guard, Kuojie couldn't dodge in time, watching helplessly as a handprint, deeply embedded in his chest, pierced his bone. With a "thud," he flew several feet and collapsed, lifeless.
Sha Fang and the others were frantic, ignoring their fallen comrade. A chilling, sinister killing intent surged into the sky as they unleashed another powerful attack.
This time, they split into three teams: one consisting of Sha Fang and Jiu Lingzhi, another of Yang Mo and Xin Naya, and the third of Zhou Laofang, who had been on the periphery, joined the fray. The three teams worked together seamlessly, attacking and harassing each other, advancing and retreating, complementing each other to gain breathing space and attempting to wear down their opponents through a series of attacks.
The sounds of clashing energy were incessant. In the dim light, mud and snow flew, and screams echoed one after another. Yang Mo, Jiu Lingzhi, and the two women, Shui Huo and Yuan Yueze, were thrown back,
their internal organs shattered. Yuan Yueze had lost interest in playing along.
Suddenly, he heard a whooshing sound behind him. At the same time, Zhou Laofang lunged forward, his fat hands turning purplish-red, aiming directly at Li Xiuning, who lay peacefully in Yuan Yueze's arms with her eyes closed. Those who had been holding crossbows in the distance also rushed forward to help.
Sha Fang's Xiaoyao Tuo, a technique that shifted between hard and soft energy, coiled around Yuan Yueze like a serpent.
Using his body to shield Li Xiuning, Yuan Yueze took the full force of the three attacks.
After the deafening roar, the three were overjoyed. Xin Naya and Zhou Laofang had just used a secret technique to activate their true energy, which had been trained and stored within their bodies. The potent poison from the *Guangming Jing* circulated throughout their bodies with this true energy. Their goal was singular: to perish together with Yuan Yueze.
It seemed they had indeed succeeded.
But their joy was premature. Before they could stop, they felt a chilling wind, and in a flash, the closest men were struck one after another, their screams echoing.
Yuan Yueze suddenly counterattacked, sweeping a kick across several men in front of him, including Zhou Laofang. The powerful force of his kick shattered several heads, sending red and white brain matter flying everywhere, a nauseating sight. Simultaneously, he delivered a backhand punch, severely striking Xin Naya's left shoulder as she stumbled back a step.
Xinnaya was lucky. If she hadn't taken that step back, she would have been punched in two by Yuan Yueze. Even though she did take that step back, she still felt like her internal organs were about to burst after being hit. Dragging blood gushing from her chest, she was thrown off balance and fell straight towards Shafang.
As Sha Fang retreated, still wondering why Yuan Yueze showed no signs of poisoning, she saw Xin Naya fly over. Knowing that Xin Naya's body was covered in poison after activating the "Light Poison Gas" (which had no antidote), even a touch or a splatter of her blood would be disastrous. Moreover, having been struck by Yuan Yueze, she probably wouldn't live much longer. So…
"Bang!"
The cult member, driven by selfishness and ruthlessness, Sha Fang, in self-preservation, showed no mercy to her companions. She unleashed her "Free and Easy Shadow" technique, sweeping it towards Xin Naya's waist.
Xin Naya was in excruciating pain, her expression one of shock and resentment. Her gaze met Sha Fang's without a trace of remorse, her cold, merciless stare meeting hers. She then used her remaining strength to spit out a mouthful of black and red poisonous blood, aimed directly at Sha Fang's face.
Having weathered many storms in various situations over the years, Sha Fang naturally took precautions after developing the intention to kill Xin Naya. Poor Xin Naya, who collapsed like a limp rag several feet away and remained motionless, didn't witness Sha Fang's escape from the poisoned blood.
Perhaps not knowing the truth was a good thing for her.
At this moment, apart from Sha Fang, who was still able to stand, the other male and female disciples of the Great Ming Sect lay dead everywhere, their deaths varied and grotesque, chilling to behold, demonstrating Yuan Yueze's ruthless methods.
Sha Fang, tightly bound by Yuan Yueze's aura, suddenly pursed her lips and shrieked, uttering only the word "Yang," before falling silent.
Yuan Yueze's figure flashed over, his right hand outstretched, gripping her neck without any pity, lifting her feet off the ground. He said in an icy tone, "Do you want to call Yang Xuyan? Don't you know that man is utterly selfish? If you cooperate obediently, I'll spare your life!"
The initial sword energy had long since vanished. Judging from Sha Fang's expression, it was almost certain that Yang Xuyan had been hiding in the shadows, preparing to ambush her, but Yuan Yueze's power had shattered his confidence, causing him to flee.
Blood seeped from Sha Fang's seven orifices, the light in her eyes fading. Yuan Yueze withdrew some of his strength, waiting for her choice.
Sha Fang's gaze was resolute as she murmured, "Yang Xuyan... he... will not... die a good death..."
She paused, then continued with difficulty, "May the Bright Venerable protect me... the Great Venerable will avenge me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a violent tremor shook her, and with her remaining strength, she severed her own heart meridian, dying instantly.
Yuan Yueze released his grip, letting Sha Fang slump to the ground, a sense of helplessness and regret washing over him. These people were so fanatical about their religion that they would never do anything to betray the Great Ming's revered religion. Since their stance differed from Yuan Yueze's, their demise was inevitable; perhaps an early death wasn't such a bad thing.
"Why do people always have to kill each other!"
Perhaps remembering her own fate, the Tang princess burst into tears. She opened her eyes, looked around, and leaned softly against Yuan Yueze, uttering a dreamlike murmur.
Glancing back at Xin Naya's corpse not far away, Yuan Yueze sighed inwardly. Seeing Sha Fang's ruthless display of mercy towards her comrades, he had felt a moment of pity and used his powerful aura to support Xin Naya, but even that couldn't save her from her doom.
Zhu Yuyan's assessment of him flashed through his mind: "My husband is at most a chivalrous knight; your personality is destined to be far removed from the word 'hero.'"
"A chivalrous person at least acts like a human being, with feelings and righteousness. A tyrant only seeks profit, ruthless and heartless, what's there to envy?"
Muttering disdainfully, Yuan Yueze tightened his grip on Li Xiuning's arm, pulling her along as they headed towards the valley entrance, disappearing into the night.
West Inner Garden, the Noble Guesthouse.
Wei Zhenzhen recounted Consort Lian's ordeal and her request. Shan Meixian and the other women remained silent, lost in thought.
Judging from her appearance and attire, it was almost certain that the ruthless person Consort Lian had fallen for was Liu Yu before the soul transfer technique was performed. Liu Yu could have "sowed the seed" himself, but judging from the timeline, he must have already performed the soul transfer technique. Strictly speaking, his new body was no longer the same as before, so he didn't care who "sowed" the seed; they were all tools to be used, his ultimate goal being to ascend the throne himself. He thought Consort Lian was devoted to him, that he had used her and didn't care about her life or death, but this seemingly weak woman was still a normal person, capable of turning love into hate.
Ultimately, it's all about human nature.
"Bang!"
The door was pushed open, and Wanwan, who had gone out to gather information, rushed in.
After calming down, Wanwan smiled sweetly at the girls staring at her and asked, "Has Master not returned yet?"
The girls shook their heads simultaneously.
Zhu Yuyan had fulfilled her promise on the night of the Spring Festival, secretly rescuing Zhao Deyan and sending him outside the city, but several days had passed, and she still hadn't returned.
Wanwan wasn't worried and continued, "Yin Zuwen is going to be in trouble this time."
Then she explained to the puzzled girls, "How could the cunning Yin Zuwen not have noticed Li Yuan's obvious distancing and wariness? Li Yuan had already arranged for soldiers to ambush him outside his residence. He sneaked in under the cover of chaos and overheard Yin Zuwen and Xu Liuzong's conversation. They mentioned that Yang Wengan had originally been hiding in his residence but had only escaped to the outside of the city a few days ago, and that Yang Xuyan had originally colluded with Li Yuanji, and the two of them had devised a plan to deal with Li Yuan." The blood test for kinship was supposed to be conducted, but judging from Yin Zuwen's tone, it seemed that Yang Xuyan had seen through Li Yuanji's intentions and had been merely using him. Therefore, in Shi Zhixuan's absence, the usually cautious Yang Xuyan, with a long-term perspective, escaped. Coupled with his junior sister's mysterious disappearance, Yin Zuwen had already guessed it was his master or husband's doing, and in his anger, he could only hurl insults, some truly awful.
Seeing her delicate, adorable wrinkle on her small nose, so unlike the demeanor of a sect leader, the women couldn't help but smile.
Yun Yuzhen interjected, "Wan'er's assessment of Yang Xuyan must be her own speculation, right?"
She then recounted the information Wei Zhenzhen had obtained from Consort Lian.
Wanwan suddenly understood.
She also believed that even the most cautious Yang Xuyan wouldn't abandon a woman carrying his child, especially since that child was his leverage to manipulate the court. It's only now that we realize Consort Lian was actually part of Liu Yu's faction. Now, Yang Xuyan is forced to rejoin the "Evil King's" ranks. No matter how secretive this matter is, he dares not get too involved with the Great Ming Sect again. Consort Lian was indeed a good pawn, but Shi Zhixuan disappeared without a trace, leaving behind a Yang Xuyan with little influence and Yin Zuwen, who is already sidelined and whose family business is in jeopardy. Naturally, neither can achieve great things.
Xiao Bei frowned and said, "I always feel something is amiss. Logically speaking, Li Yuan could easily have secretly killed Consort Lian and then simply fabricated an excuse of her dying of illness to resolve the matter. Or he could have waited until the child was born and then conducted a blood test to determine paternity on the spot. However, he probably wouldn't use that method, because if the child were born and it turned out not to be a member of the Li family, it would be a scandal. Li Yuan values his reputation and would never allow such a thing to happen. The problem is..."
Having lived in the palace for nearly twenty years, she had a much better understanding of the various ruthless methods and ugly affairs within the palace than the other women. Before she could finish speaking, the other women had already noticed something.
If Li Yuan wanted to kill Consort Lian, he certainly wouldn't have let it go until today, and he even allowed her to meet with outsiders in private. If he wanted to wait until the child was born, he would definitely have the eunuchs and maids keep a close watch on Consort Lian. What if she "accidentally" fell and miscarried? Wouldn't that leave no evidence against her?
Judging from the fact that Consort Lian could still meet with Wei Zhenzhen privately without hindrance, Xiao Bei's suspicions were not without merit.
Shan Meixian spoke first, "Just as you say, sister, this matter is unusual. I suspect the Li Tang are planning to harm us."
Having dealt with Li Yuan for many years, she knew his character and methods extremely well. The Li Tang were likely using Consort Lian to lure Yuan Yueze into a trap. If Yuan Yueze's family rescued Consort Lian, they would certainly not escape the Li Tang's notice. Afterwards, if they publicized it widely, it would greatly impact Yuan Yueze's prestige. Furthermore, since a large-scale military conflict was imminent, this incident could even negatively affect morale.
The women, all intelligent and quick-witted, immediately understood and nodded in agreement.
Wei Zhenzhen hesitated, "Sister Lian's life is truly unfortunate; she's always been used..."
She wanted to say that Consort Lian, whose fate had been filled with hardship and misfortune, was innocent, but the other women had already roughly deduced Li Tang's intentions, so Consort Lian absolutely could not be saved. Therefore, Wei Zhenzhen could only sigh helplessly. What chilled her even more was that she knew Consort Lian would ultimately not escape death. Just as Xiao Bei had predicted, Li Yuan would most likely secretly execute her before the child was born. How could Wei Zhenzhen, who had already built a delicate friendship with Consort Lian amidst their scheming and intrigue, not feel heartbroken and regretful!
Fu Junzhuo comforted her, "Why don't we wait for Sister Yuyan to return and cast a 'Prisoner of the Gods' spell on Consort Lian? At most, Li Yuan will only give her poisoned wine, so she can fake her death. After we receive the news, we can come and revive her."
Although it was impossible to save that innocent little life, this was a win-win solution, and Wei Zhenzhen quickly nodded.
Wanwan touched her belly and cried out in frustration, "We're not destined to have children!"
Yuan Yueze's body had been forcibly refined by Yun Jizi, rendering him incapable of conceiving. However, the ancients placed great importance on continuing the family line. Even though the women had been influenced by many advanced ideas, deep down they still hoped to bear a son or daughter for their beloved men. A woman who had never been pregnant, who had never experienced the moment of birth where one foot was in the mortal realm and the other in the underworld, experiencing both extreme joy and pain, could not be considered a complete woman.
Only Shan Meixian and Xiao Bei in the hall had experienced that feeling, especially Xiao Bei, who had given birth to two sons and a daughter, and felt it deeply. Both her sons had died. Recalling that she had married Yuwen Shiji at the age of fourteen and disappeared without a trace after the Twin Dragons destroyed Yuwen Shiji, and that her only daughter, Princess Nanyang, and her nephew Xiao Ge, whose fate was also unknown, Xiao Bei was overwhelmed with grief and extremely saddened.
Shan Meixian glared at Wanwan, then grabbed Xiao Bei's hand and said, "We don't know if the Empress is alive or dead. Once we return to Luoyang, after Junior Sister completes her cultivation, since my husband is going to the grasslands anyway, I'll accompany him. It'll be good to gather information along the way. Isn't your nephew our nephew? Luoyan won't be careless about the princess's matter. Hopefully, her people will have some clues when we return to Luoyang."
Xiao Bei nodded slightly.
Wanwan quickly changed the subject, and the somber atmosphere was dispelled.
Early morning of the fifth day.
Yuan Yueze held Shang Xiuxun and Song Yuzhi, who were still fast asleep in his arms, nestled on either side of him like two mermaids, their faces still flushed with spring. A calm yet blissful feeling welled up in his heart.
During this spring hunt, only Li Shimin and Li Yuanji, Li Yuan's sons, accompanied him. Since Yuan Yueze destroyed the followers of the Great Ming Zunjiao sect, the guilty-looking Li Yuanji had never left his tent. Yuan Yueze had secretly gone to check on him, intending to castrate him, but Li Yuanji wasn't even in the tent; he was probably terrified and had long since disappeared.
After using his supreme inner energy to expel the poison from Li Xiuning that night, he hadn't seen her again, but he was secretly pleased. Her brother was so heartless; if this happened a few more times, Li Xiuning might very well abandon everything and follow Yuan Yueze.
The reason was simple: who doesn't have a heart?
After breakfast, after exchanging some insincere pleasantries with Li Yuan and the others, Yuan Yueze took his leave and returned to Chang'an. Unfortunately, Li Xiuning still didn't come out to see him off.
After meeting with his wives, he set off in his carriage, and the family traveled smoothly out of the Zhuque Gate.
Xiao He'er had been spending these days with Ji Qian at Shanglin Garden. When they passed Pingkang Ward, Yuan Yueze got out of the carriage to meet her.
Ji Qian still didn't give Yuan Yueze a friendly look, and Yuan Yueze didn't even glance at her. The two women, their eyes brimming with tears, talked for a long time, reluctant to part, before Yuan Yueze and Xiao He'er finally left Shanglin Garden.
They hadn't gone far when Hu Xiaoxian's hurried voice sounded behind them, "Young Master, please wait."
Yuan Yueze looked over and saw her, dressed in flamboyant attire, hurrying towards them. Reaching their side, the three walked side-by-side towards the main road.
Yuan Yueze said, "There's no one left to rival your father in Chang'an. He must be laughing in his dreams!"
Hu Xiaoxian lowered her head slightly, seemingly lost in thought, and gave a nonchalant reply.
Normally, she would have been alluring, her eyes sparkling, a captivating beauty.
Yuan Yueze asked curiously, "Chi Shengchun is finished, why do you still look so preoccupied, Miss?"
Hu Xiaoxian raised her head and carefully examined Yuan Yueze, a hint of resentment in her eyes. She said, "Even without Chi Shengchun, there will be others who will force my father to marry me off."
A dozen feet ahead, three luxurious carriages could be seen parked on the main road.
Yuan Yueze smiled and said, "Then may I be one of them? Go and propose to your father now?"
Hu Xiaoxian was taken aback, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes, then replaced by sadness. She said, "Young master is kind, but please decline. My father believes the future is bright and will never give up Chang'an."
She paused, then said in a very low voice, "This servant will never forget what young master said."
With a slightly coquettish gesture, she opened her collar slightly, revealing her long, slender, snow-white neck. With a seductive movement, she reached into her collar and took off the pearl necklace, still warm and fragrant, placing it in Yuan Yueze's hand before turning and running away.
Holding the warm, fragrant, and dazzling necklace, Yuan Yueze watched her figure disappear into the crowd.

Chapter 114 Northern Frontier Ghost Fiend
Yuan Yueze and his group had been away from Chang'an for over ten days and would arrive in Luoyang tomorrow.
That night, Hua Lingzi lay on her soft, comfortable bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
When she was first brought to this fantastical and mysterious space and Yuan Yueze introduced it as the inside of the bracelet on his wrist, she clearly remembered her jaw dropping in astonishment, treating Yuan Yueze like a god.
His loud voices, which made her blush with shame as an eavesdropper, carried far and wide after so many nights of revelry with various women. Each time lasted at least two hours; even a person of iron would be drained!
She had thought to herself, but Yuan Yueze seemed to grow more energetic each day, leaving her utterly astonished.
Tonight was no different, but Hua Lingzi Nan clearly heard Xiao He'er's screams of pain mixed with pleasure. Although she had never experienced such a thing, she knew what it meant. However, she was already weak all over, her mind hazy, unsure how to comment on the matter.
Suddenly, a warning sounded in her heart. She opened her blurry eyes and looked to the side, stunned.
It was Yuan Yueze, wearing only shorts, appearing beside her like a ghost, intently scrutinizing her.
Feeling guilty, Hua Lingzi immediately moved away slightly and shrieked, "What are you doing in here?"
Staring blankly at her voluptuous figure for a moment, Yuan Yueze stretched comfortably and said, "Meixian wants me to tell you something, so you won't still be in the dark."
Then, under Hua Lingzi's puzzled gaze, he recounted the events involving Liu Yu and the Red-Clothed Fahou, adding that the person suspected of killing Qu Ao was definitely from either of these two factions.
Hua Lingzi's scalp tingled; she realized that even her master was unaware of the existence of true masters, truly a frog in a well.
After a moment of contemplation, she leaned down, resting her head against Yuan Yueze, and whispered, "If you can avenge my master, my body is yours."
Feeling the intoxicating sensation emanating from her fragrant, soft, and shapely body, Yuan Yueze shook his head and smiled bitterly: On the Great Plains, women's status was even lower than in the Central Plains; they were merely commodities. Hua Lingzi was deeply influenced by this ideology, lacking even the most basic sense of resistance. His lust subsided, and he said softly, "Even if you weren't my master, I would never have let Liu Yu and the other two go. You don't need to force yourself. You are a person, no less than us, not merchandise, do you understand?"
Hua Lingzi looked at Yuan Yueze in surprise, her mind flashing back to the image of this handsome young man who had fought against various masters in Luoyang, displaying his heroic spirit that seemed to swallow the sun and moon, and the scene of him taking meticulous care of her these past few days. Both his appearance and his thoughtfulness touched her heartstrings. If it weren't for feeling ashamed in front of his many wives and the unresolved issues in her heart, this woman, born in the borderlands and deeply influenced by the open-minded atmosphere, would have already expressed her feelings.
Having said that, she had no other thoughts. Her already watery eyes, fixed on Yuan Yueze, seemed to overflow with desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck and said in a teasing voice, "Well, I just like you, is that not okay?"
She paused, then added defiantly, "Are you up to it?"
Glancing at her throbbing, erect breasts that seemed about to burst from beneath her thin nightgown, Yuan Yueze chuckled and said, "We'll see if you can!"
Then, with a soft gasp from Hua Lingzi, his large mouth pressed against her smooth face, while his hands slid inside her nightgown, roaming freely over her alluring body.
The young girl, passionate and aroused, felt an unprecedented, intoxicating sensation as Yuan Yueze's hands explored every sensitive area, a sensation like an electric current surging through her brain, impacting her body and soul. With moans and gasps, her limbs involuntarily tightened around the man who cared for and cherished her.
As Yuan Yueze forcefully thrust into her narrow, tight, and incredibly smooth body, Hua Lingzi let out a muffled groan. Under his gentle coaxing and tender care, the pain gradually subsided, and her rosy lips began to emit uncontrollable, melodious moans.
In her dazed state, she began to understand why his wives were so enthusiastic about this; having experienced it herself, she knew that this alluring feeling was indeed irresistible.
Yuan Yueze's gentle approach allowed her to experience the sweetest pleasure a woman could receive from a man.
The next day at noon, Yuan Yueze, along with the transformed, fairy-like Xiao He'er and Dugu Feng, each drove an empty carriage to the outskirts of Luoyang.
After more than a month's absence, the ancient capital appeared even more magnificent and solemn. The banners atop the walls and the soldiers in armor, wielding weapons, wore solemn expressions, giving the impression of an impending storm.
The city gate guard recognized Yuan Yueze and immediately opened the gates to welcome him inside; the carriages were driven away by soldiers.
Luoyang was even more prosperous and bustling than it had been a month ago. The main streets were teeming with people, including many merchants dressed in foreign attire. Shops and vendors lined the streets, creating a vibrant and lively atmosphere, demonstrating Luoyang's rapid development during this period. Looking at this prosperous scene, it was hard to imagine that this city, even greater than Chang'an, would soon be ravaged by war again.
Returning the greetings of passersby, the three finally arrived at the familiar gate of the small house in the south of the city.
"Husband!"
A clear voice suddenly called from inside the gate, and a figure flashed before them, a warm fragrance
filling their embrace. Without even looking down, Yuan Yueze knew from the familiar voice and faint scent that Shan Wanjing had returned. Overjoyed, he immediately embraced her fragrant shoulders and slender waist, lowering his head to kiss her sweet, intoxicating lips.
Their lips parted, and Shan Wanjing breathed heavily, her dark, bright eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Yuan Yueze, clearly deeply moved.
She appeared even more ethereal than when she left home a year ago, a testament to her improved cultivation. She wore a cream-colored cloak with silver trim and a long collar, over which she wore a bright green, tight-sleeved top, blue, white, and gold striped trousers, and black leather boots. Her hair was wrapped in a turquoise floral scarf and tied with a deep red brocade ribbon. She exuded a noble and elegant air, yet retained a touch of heroic spirit and feminine charm—her allure was astonishing.
This was the first time Dugu Feng and Xiao He'er had seen her since establishing their relationship with Yuan Yueze. They immediately came forward to pay their respects. Shan Wanjing composed herself and returned the greeting gracefully, displaying the refinement of the former Princess Dongming.
"Xiao Ji!"
Before Yuan Yueze could ask when Shan Wanjing had returned, or why the other women hadn't come out, a trembling voice came from inside the door, drawing the attention of Yuan Yueze and the three women who were chatting and laughing.
Song Yuhua and Fu Junyu, along with a tall, thin man, walked slowly in; the voice belonged to the man.
This man's face was as narrow and long as his body, his cheeks sunken, his nose long and lips thin, the distance between his eyebrows and eyes wider than normal, his expression cold and sinister, as if he had never smiled since birth. He should have looked like a hanged ghost, yet somehow his features combined to create a unique kind of ugly beauty, forming an aloof and arrogant air that left a deep impression. He was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, but he exuded a weathered and aged air. At this moment, he seemed oblivious to the presence of others, extending a pair of trembling hands, hot tears streaming uncontrollably down his thin face, staring at Xiao He'er in disbelief, his lips twitching.
Xiao He'er was only startled for a moment, then let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief, throwing herself into his arms like an arrow. Perhaps the force was too great, and the two rolled onto the ground like gourds.
Without introduction, Yuan Yueze and Dugu Feng already knew that this man was the famous "Butterfly Prince" of the Northern Frontier, and also Xiao He'er's own brother, Yin Xianhe.
The brother and sister knelt on the ground, embracing each other and weeping bitterly. No one could tell whether a tear was an expression of sorrow or a tear shed out of joy.
Yuan Yueze quietly approached Fu Junyu and Song Yuhua, who were gazing at him with affection, and took advantage of their alluring buttocks. The two women, whose bodies were sensitive and had not been pleasured for a long time, could not resist his advances. Fortunately, they were both sensible and each used one of their delicate hands to firmly hold down Yuan Yueze's large hand, preventing him from going further. Even so, their sensitive areas still felt a tingling, intoxicating sensation, making them blush, their hearts race, and their bodies go limp.
After a while, the brother and sister stopped crying. Yin Xianhe, his eyes red and swollen, awkwardly clasped his hands in a fist and said to Yuan Yueze, "I am Yin Xianhe. Thank you so much, Brother Yuan, for helping my brother and me reunite. I am deeply grateful. From now on, my life is yours."
Yuan Yueze readily agreed, "Brother-in-law, you don't need to be so polite. From now on, we are all family. It's not convenient here. Let's go inside and talk."
Little Crane, whose eyes were also swollen from crying, blushed and took Yuan Yueze's arm, smiling sweetly.
A realization flashed in Yin Xianhe's eyes: upon closer inspection, he noticed his sister's unusual qualities, especially her temperament, which was very similar to Song Yuhua and the other women. Clearly, his sister and Yuan Yueze had consummated their relationship. Seeing her happy expression, he knew that Yuan Yueze had not mistreated her.
After entering the house and taking their seats, Shan Wanjing eagerly exclaimed, "Husband, please release Grandma and Mother! I miss them so much!"
Seeing tiny fairies, each the size of a mung bean, float out from Yuan Yueze's wrist and gradually grow larger, Yin Xianhe was utterly dumbfounded. Even seeing this with his own eyes, it was hard to believe, yet he couldn't help but believe it. More than a dozen beauties, none of them wearing makeup, were stunningly beautiful, especially Zhu Yuyan, Wanwan, and Shang Xiuxun. It seemed that even dying would be worthwhile after being looked at by them.
Little Crane quickly whispered an explanation in his ear, which Yin Xianhe listened to with repeated nods, his gaze towards Yuan Yueze becoming increasingly strange.
Gently stroking Shan Wanjing's cascading hair nestled in her arms, Shan Meixian fully displayed her elder sisterly charm, asking Fu Junyu, "When did you return? When did Young Master Yin arrive? Where are the others?"
The women, who had been chattering incessantly like little birds, immediately fell silent. Fu Junyu nodded, "Let's talk about it one by one. We returned six days ago."
Shan Wanjing suddenly interjected, saying sweetly, "My sisters and I brought back some seeds from the south that aren't available in the Central Plains. Husband, you can't say we were lazy!"
In front of Zhu Yuyan, Shan Meixian, and Yuan Yueze, she was like a little girl who had never grown up, showing no trace of her princess-like demeanor.
Everyone smiled. Song Yuhua explained, "Junyu and the others brought back seeds of millet, corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes, and potatoes. It's truly a meritorious deed for the impoverished people of the war-torn Central Plains."
Fu Junzhuo asked in astonishment, "How could you travel such a long distance in just one year?"
Everyone except Yin Xianhe understood her meaning.
Early-maturing rice, also known as Champa rice, is a high-yielding, early-maturing, and drought-resistant rice variety originating from the Indochina Peninsula. It was only introduced to the Central Plains during the Song Dynasty and quickly spread in the Jiangnan region. However, several other plants originated from the distant Americas and were not introduced to the Central Plains until the Ming and Qing Dynasties. In just one year, and with the women having already lost their ability to fly on swords, how could they possibly travel between the Asian and American continents?
Shan Wanjing exclaimed, "I also wanted to go to the other side of the sea to see the Maya people of the Classic Period, but unfortunately, there wasn't enough time. I only went south for a short while and then came back!"
Fu Junyu smiled mysteriously and said, "Have you and your sisters forgotten someone?"
Everyone suddenly realized.
Only Yin Xianhe was completely confused, and Xiao He'er quickly explained to him in a low voice.
Yuan Yueze asked, "Did you encounter 'him'? Is 'him' alright?"
Fu Junyu gave him a reassuring smile.
Yuan Yueze gave the two women an approving look.
That one look was enough to say a thousand words.
Corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes, and potatoes are four cash crops with high yields, rich nutrition, and strong adaptability to the environment, which will have a profound impact on the development of the Central Plains.
Song Yuhua continued, "Junqiang and Ruyin are still bathing, otherwise my husband would definitely be pestered by them. Luoyan and Yunzhi are busy with official duties, so I'm afraid we won't see them until later."
Yuan Yueze nodded and looked at Yin Xianhe, asking, "When did you arrive in Luoyang, brother-in-law?"
Yin Xianhe was somewhat embarrassed. Just now, Xiaohe'er introduced him, and he already knew that the young beauty sitting not far away like a jade statue, looking at Shan Wanjing with a kind smile, was the "Empress Yin," whose evil name had shaken the world for over forty years and who was also Shan Wanjing's maternal grandmother. Although he was surprised that his amazing brother-in-law and his wife were already as old as heaven, he also admired his ability and courage to have three generations at the same time. But subjectively, he still felt it was absurd: if it were based on seniority, wouldn't Zhu Yuyan have to call him "elder brother"? Of course, he would never dare to accept such an embarrassing title.
Hearing Yuan Yueze's words, he came to his senses and said, "I only arrived half a month ago. Lord Shen's men found me. At the time, I didn't believe that Xiao Ji was still alive. I just came to try my luck. I didn't expect that my little sister was really alive."
Yuan Yueze suddenly realized that Su Su was not there. Song Yuhua, being understanding, immediately said, "Miss Zhai encountered some trouble, and Su Su went to help her. She has been gone for almost a month."
Xiao Bei frowned and said, "Could you tell me more details?"
Song Yuhua nodded and said, "More than a month ago, a terrible monster appeared in the Northern Frontier. He kidnapped pregnant women everywhere. Later, someone found a female corpse in the wild that had been disemboweled and had her placenta removed."
Everyone in the room was indignant.
A cold glint flashed in Yuan Yueze's eyes as he angrily demanded, "Who exactly is this cruel fiend?"
Yin Xianhe interjected, "I'm afraid the only one who has seen this person and survived is me. He was dressed in black and his face was covered. The only certainty is that he is a man."
He paused, then continued, "This case caused a sensation in the Northern Frontier. Those of high status and large families in various sects were all victims. Countless people were hired at great expense, but none of them returned alive. That fiend continues to lawlessly steal placentas everywhere. The people of the Northern Frontier are terrified, calling him 'Ghost Demon.'"
Yuan Yueze's mind raced. According to his habitual thinking, he initially believed that Xu Kaishan was responsible, because Xu Kaishan, under the guise of being the leader of the Northern Horse Gang, had committed many despicable acts in the Northern Frontier. But upon further reflection, he felt it was impossible, because even in the original story, Xu Kaishan's planning of the "Anle Tragedy" was a last resort; he couldn't possibly be so brazen as to steal placentas everywhere. The rise of the Northern Horse Gang is a recent phenomenon, occurring only within the last few years. Xu Kaishan, a name unknown to most just a few years ago, is now a household name. The Northern Horse Gang specializes in trading with various tribes beyond the Great Wall, then selling their warhorses south for exorbitant profits. Their trade with these tribes is generally based on barter, rarely involving gold. Xu Kaishan only began trading after amassing a large fortune; otherwise, he wouldn't have risen so quickly. However, robbing property is vastly different from murder and stealing placentas. The latter is a hundred times more cruel, and if discovered, not only will one be disgraced, but many others will be implicated. Placentas have several uses, the most likely being for practicing some kind of evil martial art. Chronologically, Liu Yu was still in Chang'an at that time, making it highly unlikely that Xu Kaishan was acting on Liu Yu's orders to commit such a life-shortening act. Furthermore, the Great Ming Zunjiao sect had been severely suppressed by Yuan Yueze, and news of the deaths of Sha Fang and her group should have reached Xu Kaishan's ears. How could he still act so recklessly?
Yin Xianhe suddenly rolled up his sleeve, revealing his forearm, on which lay a shockingly deep scar. He smiled bitterly, "I wanted to rid the people of this scourge, but I overestimated myself. After exchanging a dozen blows with that man, he crippled my arm with a single palm strike. I barely managed to escape. If it weren't for Madam Yuhua's divine power saving me, I'd probably be crippled."
To inflict such a deep scar with a palm strike, and to shatter bones, that "Ghostly Fiend" was no ordinary opponent.
Wanwan's heart skipped a beat. "I'm sure that man wasn't in perfect condition," she said.
Seeing the pouting little crane and the slightly flushed face of Yin Xianhe, Wanwan giggled, "Young Master Yin, please don't be offended. I'm not saying you're useless, but I was just wondering if this man might be using 'placenta' for training?"
Placenta is another name for the placenta.
Yin Xianhe was clearly no match for her directness. He meekly agreed, no longer daring to look at her dazzlingly beautiful face.
Zhu Yuyan, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "The ancient books of the Holy Gate do indeed record some strange martial arts techniques that require the 'Placeus Cart' as a catalyst, but most of those techniques are of inferior quality."
Wei Zhenzhen suddenly interjected: "Is this related to Miss Zhai and Susu?"
Yuan Yueze and the others then realized that the topic had gone astray.
Song Yuhua said: "There is some connection. Miss Zhai has been doing business in the Northern Frontier, and some of her married wives have been victims. But more importantly, she was ambushed at the border and suffered a leg injury, as well as the loss of many brothers. A batch of high-quality sheepskins was stolen, and the 'Overlord' Du Xing of the Northern Frontier offered them 5,000 taels of gold to redeem 80,000 sheepskins."
The martial arts world of the Northern Frontier has "three gangs and one faction." Du Xing is the leader of the largest Northern Overlord Gang, the other two gangs are the Outer Alliance Gang and the Desert Gang, and the faction is the Changbai Faction led by "Knowledgeable Gentleman" Wang Bo.
Yun Yuzhen was taken aback and said, "Miss Zhai's stronghold is in Leshou. How could her family members have been killed? Would Dou Jiande not have said anything? Since the sheepskin is in Du Xing's hands, it must have been stolen by him. Now he's even extorting a ransom. Does he not know about the relationship between Susu and Miss Zhai? Does he really think my husband will let him go?"
Leshou was the political center of Dou Jiande's Great Xia army, which is why Yun Yuzhen said this.
Song Yuhua said, "According to the news Su Su sent back, the 'ghost demon' was operating in the suburbs of Leshou. Dou Jiande also felt greatly humiliated and mobilized a large force, but found no clues. It seems that the 'ghost demon' was just passing through Leshou. After that case, Leshou returned to peace. Later, the 'ghost demon' appeared near Shanhaiguan. As for whether the goods were robbed by Du Xing, it is still difficult to say. On the surface, Du Xing and Miss Zhai's Yishenglong have always had a good relationship. Whenever there is a robbery, Du Xing acts as a middleman and mediator, taking a commission. However, this time, asking for 5,000 taels of gold is an outrageous demand. Miss Zhai was so angry that she couldn't sleep for two days. Su Su's last letter was four days ago. She has already set off for Shanhaiguan."
Yin Xianhe said disdainfully, "Du Xing is nothing but a fame-seeking person. The 'ghost demon' case is not yet closed, yet he has the nerve to cause trouble again!"
Yuan Yueze fell into deep thought.
His relationship with Su Su, and Su Su's relationship with Zhai Jiao, are common knowledge. No matter how strong Du Xing is, he is just a local bully. If he angers Yuan Yueze, he can wipe out his Northern Overlord Gang single-handedly. Therefore, Du Xing would never dare to rob Zhai Jiao's goods.
However, after further consideration, Yuan Yueze overturned his previous idea: in fact, Du Xing was the most suspicious, because both the Turks and Khitans were backing him. Moreover, he had an extremely close relationship with Huyan Jin of the Khitan, and in the Shanhaiguan area, the Khitan forces were more concentrated and therefore stronger than the Turks. Especially since Tuli, with Yuan Yueze's help, returned home safely, he was naturally embroiled in internal strife with Jieli, and the Khitans, taking advantage of their power, were acting arrogantly. Anyone wanting to do business beyond the Great Wall would likely have to act cautiously. Which side wasn't his mortal enemy, the Khitan or the Turks? This incident was very likely directed at Yuan Yueze, and with the Khitans or Turks backing him, Du Xing's audacity naturally increased. Su Su probably also guessed this reason; otherwise, given her detached nature, why would she volunteer to go to Shanhaiguan? Du Xing acted as usual, a display of "the innocent are innocent," but unfortunately, he couldn't fool Yuan Yueze, a man knowledgeable in history. The most urgent task was to travel to the Northeast to resolve the "Ghost Fiend" case, pick up Su Su, retrieve Zhai Jiao's goods, and, incidentally, eliminate Xu Kaishan. After
exchanging knowing glances with Shan Meixian and the other women, Yuan Yueze asked Yin Xianhe, "Brother-in-law, have you met Xu Kaishan of the Northern Horse Caravan?"
Yin Xianhe nodded, "I met him once. I've heard about his background from Madam Yuhua. The biggest horse merchant in the Northeast is actually a member of the Great Ming Zun Sect. Du Xing even became sworn brothers with him, completely unaware of this. However, he's been missing for almost half a year. The Northern Horse Caravan is now in disarray, supposedly under the control of 'Secretary Hua,' who's in charge of accounts."
Yuan Yueze froze, his mind a complete mess: If Xu Kaishan couldn't be the "Ghost Fiend," then where did he go? What was he doing?
The sounds of laughter from Fu Junqiang and Shan Ruyin echoed outside the door, bringing Yuan Yueze back to his senses. He realized there was no use in thinking about it; he had to go himself.
After dinner, Yin Xianhe and his sister stayed at the City Lord's Mansion to catch up, while Shen Luoyan and Yunzhi also returned "off work."
What followed was, of course, the "intestinal battle" of their long-awaited reunion. This battle was fierce and dark, lasting for over four hours. An ordinary person would have been drained to death long ago. Although the four women, including Fu Junyu, were exceptionally strong, they were still no match for Yuan Yueze, even though they hadn't been intimate with him for over a year. Counting the smooth, alluring bodies on the bed, and watching the women's adorable sleeping postures, each with its own unique style, Yuan Yueze chuckled to himself that enjoying the blessings of multiple women required ability.
Having enjoyed the pleasure of Yuan Yueze more than ten times, a completely satisfied Shen Luoyan nestled weakly in his arms, saying, "Husband, don't worry about Luoyang. Even if the Li Tang dares to send troops, they have absolutely no chance of conquering it."
At dinner, she had already recounted the developments of the past month to everyone. Under Zhu Yuyan's intimidation, Lin Shihong surrendered voluntarily, revealing that his master, Bi Shouxuan, had personally approached him, instructing him to deal with Yuan Yueze. However, as a regional overlord, Lin Shihong was adept at assessing the situation; his foresight far surpassed that of Bi Shouxuan. After weighing the options, he chose to submit to Yuan Yueze, thus rejecting Bi Shouxuan's suggestion. After that, Bi Shouxuan disappeared without a trace. Xiangyang had also long since fallen into Shen Luoyan's hands. With the newly acquired Jiangdu and the combined forces of Pengcheng and Liangdu, the young general's army provides a strong backing. Even if the Li Tang dynasty were to launch a direct attack, they wouldn't gain much advantage in a direct confrontation. Furthermore, Shen Luoyan has been actively preparing provisions and expanding the army. As long as they remain within the city walls and defend Luoyang, they can at least hold it for two years.
More importantly, Shen Luoyan is currently very popular, and various welfare policies are being implemented smoothly. Political reform is undoubtedly a long and arduous task, but welfare is a service to the people. As long as it provides convenience, it can be implemented quickly and smoothly in any era. Therefore, if the Li Tang dynasty were to launch a full-scale attack on Luoyang in the future, it would surely provoke public outrage.
Yuan Yueze affectionately stroked her jade-like back and sighed, "Luoyan, following me hasn't been a waste of your talents. Is there anything more pride-inducing?"
Shen Luoyan giggled, her captivating beauty reigniting Yuan Yueze's desire.
Shen Luoyan hurriedly pleaded, "I can't come anymore, my husband should go and keep Yu Yan and Wan'er company."
Yuan Yueze chuckled strangely, making Shen Luoyan feel uneasy.

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