【The Legend of Fairy Mingxue】(31-32 episodes)

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Chapter Thirty-One: Illusory Sounds and Thousands of Stars Shine Brightly
Fang Bing left in a hurry, and Yuan Shaoqiu couldn't stop him. The scene became somewhat chaotic. Lin Xiaoyue, however
, kept giggling, looking around and saying, "You reckless young master, you've angered my young lady!"
Her words were humorous and witty. The dozens of girls were initially panicked by Fang Bing's departure, and some even surrounded
the girl who had been raped on the ground, wiping the dirt off her face with handkerchiefs. Yuan Shaoqiu knew he had done
something evil, so he secretly pulled Lin Xiaoyue away from the group of girls. Lin Xiaoyue straightened her clothes as they walked. When he led her to a secluded
peach grove, the bright moon shone overhead, its light like snow and jade. Lin Xiaoyue, with her delicate features, blinked her big eyes and said reproachfully:
"Young Master Yuan, please speak your mind. It's not good to stay silent!"
Yuan Shaoqiu saw her pretty face, still flushed from the recent spring rain, incredibly charming.
After a moment of silence, he slowly said, "Actually, I wasn't like that before..."
Lin Xiaoyue nodded her little head, seemingly understanding, and said, "Oh, oh, I know!"
Yuan Shaoqiu felt increasingly suffocated, unconsciously clenching his fist
, and said, "What do you know?" Lin Xiaoyue reached out and brushed her hair aside, her pretty face very serious, and said, "You said you weren't
that bad before, I know that."
Yuan Shaoqiu had raped too many women, but this time was different. Fang Bing... One harsh
glare plunged him into endless self-reproach. His head throbbed with pain, and he helplessly squatted on the ground, clutching his head
in agony. He screamed, as if struggling, "What do you know? What do you know? You know nothing! You
just say I'm bad, that I'm a wicked beast! But my heart... I'm suffering... who
knows?"
Lin Xiaoyue knelt down beside him, gently stroking Yuan Shaoqiu's head, and said sweetly, "Alright, alright, you're a grown man now. Don't act
like this, it's awful." Her words only made things worse; Yuan Shaoqiu buried his face in his hands and wailed, his cries 　　so heart-wrenching that even Lin Xiaoyue was terrified.
She frantically tried to comfort him.
He looked at her innocently and said, "I...I didn't say anything, did I?"
Yuan Shaoqiu cried even harder. Lin Xiaoyue seemed touched, opened her arms and hugged him tightly, like
a loving mother, gently patting his back, saying, "Baby, be good...don't cry, don't cry."
Yuan Shaoqiu was both angry and amused. She was treating him like a child. He nestled in her arms,
his eyes blurry with tears, and asked, "What did you call me just now?"
Lin Xiaoyue blinked innocently and said, "I didn't call you anything." She paused, her pretty face flushed, and said,
"Ah, I called you baby just now. Don't be angry. When I was little, my mother always comforted me like that when I cried."
Yuan Shaoqiu felt a little more at ease. Warmth embraced her delicate body, saying, "My mother died when I was very young, and I grew up with
a wet nurse."
Lin Xiaoyue, charming and adorable, tilted her pretty face up and giggled, "Ah ha, now that you mention it, I've had
a better life than you!"
The two walked hand in hand into the depths of the peach blossoms. Lin Xiaoyue led him left and right until they reached the seaside. The seawater was crystal clear
, gently lapping against the rocks. Behind them, the pink peach blossoms were in full bloom, incredibly beautiful. With the rise and
fall of the tide, it seemed as if countless beautiful melodies were being played. A bright moon, like jade, shone flawlessly over
the sea and them. The sea surface shimmered, and the waves rose and fell, as if they had arrived at a fairyland.
Lin Xiaoyue exclaimed sweetly, her pretty face beaming with joy as she skipped and hopped, "Look
, look! This place is so beautiful, truly the most beautiful place on earth!"
Yuan Shaoqiu stood behind her, his handsome face somewhat pale, and said, "Yes, it is indeed very
beautiful."
Lin Xiaoyue took off her embroidered shoes and jumped barefoot into the sea, splashing and laughing with boundless joy
. Yuan Shaoqiu watched her play without moving. When Lin Xiaoyue was tired, she emerged from the water, her dress soaked
but her smile sweet and chuckled. "You little lecher! What are you looking at?"
Yuan Shaoqiu chuckled, amused by her words. Lin Xiaoyue burst into laughter, "That's right! A smile makes you ten years younger!
No matter how bitter or tiring life gets, a smile can make everything pass!"
Yuan Shaoqiu found a large rock to sit on and called her over. The two sat on the rock, Lin Xiaoyue cupping
her pretty face in her hands, her big eyes blinking as she stared at the sky. Yuan Shaoqiu followed her gaze; countless bright stars
filled the night sky. Lin Xiaoyue looked at the stars with utmost concentration. He was somewhat curious and couldn't help but ask: "
Why are you looking at the stars?"
Lin Xiaoyue pouted and said sweetly, "I'm counting stars. My mom said that people turn
into stars after they die." As she spoke, her beautiful face lit up with joy. "Look, look, do you see that brightest star?
That star is my mom. I come here every month to look at the stars. As soon as I see the stars, I know my
mom is smiling at me. It's so happy!"
Yuan Shaoqiu saw her earnest face and innocent smile, and couldn't bear to expose this beautiful lie. He quietly
hugged her sweetly. He pulled her into his arms and said, "Yes, I see them. So many stars, each representing a
person."
Lin Xiaoyue said earnestly, "Phew! From today onwards, I'll share this joy with you. If you ever feel
sad, just come out and look at the stars, and you won't feel sad anymore."
Yuan Shaoqiu felt a mix of emotions, holding her delicate body and saying, "Okay."
Lin Xiaoyue reached out and cupped his face, blinking her big eyes, and said, "Ah, baby, you're so good."
Yuan Shaoqiu thought of the girl he had raped and felt a pang of pity, and couldn't help but whisper:
"That girl...she...she..." She trailed off, unable to finish her sentence.
Lin Xiaoyue's expression darkened, then she suddenly smiled... "Hmm! You don't need to be so sad. Girls like us
are all alone and helpless. Even if you don't do it today, someone else will. It's our destiny, and no one can change it."
Yuan Shaoqiu asked in surprise, "Are girls here often bullied?"
Lin Xiaoyue's large eyes held an unreadable expression, then she suddenly leaned tenderly into his arms, biting her red lips slowly...
He said, "Yes, Sister Fang Bing had no choice. Fortunately, these things don't happen often. Sometimes,
several important figures come to this place, and when the sisters come out to serve, if the important figures take a fancy to one of the sisters, they want to..."
…She was about to… but she couldn’t finish her sentence.
Yuan Shaoqiu hugged her tightly and comforted her softly, “I’m sorry…”
Lin Xiaoyue let him hold her tightly and whispered, “I…I want to tell you something.”
Yuan Shaoqiu said, “Go ahead, I’m listening carefully.”
Lin Xiaoyue slowly said, “Sisters, we are all women from respectable families. The court is corrupt, and
countless families have been ruined or had their homes confiscated. We girls are all alone and helpless, and sooner or later we will all become men’s playthings.
Only Sister Fang Bing is good to us. She tries her best to protect us. Although a few unlucky ones will be
violated, many sisters will still be protected. Occasionally, a few strong-willed ones will drown themselves that night
. Sister Fang Bing cries, but she really can’t do anything. The sisters have seen so much that they’ve become numb. Who can blame them
when the world is ruled by men?” "Humans are the most respected,"
Yuan Shaoqiu sighed, knowing the bitterness of the situation without needing to think too much. "If I had known this earlier, I would have been
diligent in governing and caring for the people, bringing benefits to the two million people of Dingzhou. It's a pity..."
Lin Xiaoyue seemed tired after talking for a while, pouting and saying, "Don't move, I want to sleep!"
Yuan Shaoqiu hugged her waist and said softly, "Yue'er, be good, sleep..."
Lin Xiaoyue closed her eyes and remained silent. After a while, she fell asleep with even breathing. Her pretty face was slightly moist, and her eyelashes were curved, making
her look very beautiful...
In Dingzhou, martial arts figures from various factions and a large number of Dingzhou troops were bustling about, searching for Yuan Shaoqiu deep in the mountains.
After a day of searching, apart from those killed or injured by poison gas and wild animals, they had found nothing. Zhu
Lin was eager to show off and kept sending out large numbers of soldiers in several teams to advance in all directions, but all he received were
reports of casualties.
The martial arts practitioners weren't in much better shape. Hong Tong, inside his tent, was snarling and cursing. This man,
ruthless by nature, had somehow fallen for someone's trap.
It turned out that a large group had gathered and were advancing into the forest. Everyone feared the miasma; in the deep mountains and forests
, the miasma was multicolored and extremely poisonous. The more vibrant the color, the more potent the poison. Hong Tong, being an experienced martial artist, immediately
recognized the miasma churning like clouds in the mountains. A few steps away, a blue-and-white snake hung upside down from a crooked tree
, its fangs bared and its tongue flicking at their necks, seemingly ready to attack at any moment.
Upon seeing the snake and the miasma, the group immediately backed down. Most of them were just there
for the fun of it; they couldn't bear the thought of risking their lives.
Hong Tong immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "The wind's blowing hard up ahead, brothers, let's get out of here!"
He was shouting enthusiastically when, amidst the chaos of the crowd, someone suddenly shoved him from behind.
Hong Tong, skilled in martial arts, was fearless, but little did he know that there were always stronger opponents.
Taking advantage of the darkness, someone suddenly struck him on the back. Hong Tong screamed
, feeling as if his soul had left his body. A blue snake on a crooked tree hissed and lunged to
bite Hong Tong's neck. Even the audacious Hong Tong was terrified, involuntarily crying out, "Oh my god!"
The blue-flowered snake was highly venomous, leaving nothing but desolation in its wake. Hong Tong knew its origins, and this sudden attack terrified him.
If it weren't for the monk Pudu using his Buddhist technique, the One-Finger Zen, to sever the snake in two, Hong Tong would likely have
died on the spot. Even so, the severed snake, its head thrashing about, bit Hong Tong's thigh.
Fortunately, its venom glands were severed, and Hong Tong barely escaped with his life. His leg was swollen like a bucket, and he joyfully chanted Buddhist prayers.
"Amitabha! Good, good! Chief Hong is blessed with good fortune and a long life. He survived this ordeal and will surely have great fortune in the future! "
Hong Tong gritted his teeth in pain, crying and wailing. Hearing this
, he secretly cursed all of Happy Buddha's ancestors in his heart. He thought to himself, "Everyone else says they didn't see it, but I didn't know you bald monk had
attacked me from behind. You slapped me in the back, but you didn't dare say it out loud. You just pretended to be fearless. Master, you're
too kind! What haven't I, Old Hong, seen? I bet this little snake can't do anything to me!"
As he spoke, he let out a strange cry on the stretcher, his eyes filled with tears, and said, "Can you walk slower? It hurts so much!"
Hong Tong was carried back on the stretcher like this. Even after returning, he didn't stop. His leg was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it
and cried and wailed in the tent. Everyone who heard this trembled in their hearts. It seemed that there really was something special about this mountain
.
Many people were searching for Yuan Shaoqiu, but few could truly help. Zhu Yao had gone to bed early,
while Zhao Qingqing, her face veiled in yellow gauze, stood on the edge of the cliff, lost in thought. As the night deepened, Zhu Lin, hand
on his dagger, approached Zhao Qingqing and asked, "Princess, are you still awake?"
Besides these two, there was no one else on the precipice. The bright moon illuminated the cliff in a jade-like light.
Zhao Qingqing's flowing hair and graceful dress made her even more beautiful than a celestial maiden. Her voice was cool and clear as she said, " I have always
had a smooth life, without experiencing any major hardships. I never expected to face so many setbacks these past few years, which is truly distressing."
Zhu Lin felt as if a spring breeze was caressing his face just by hearing her voice. However, Zhao Qingqing
's veiled face, though alluring and captivating, only made him want to remove it himself and kiss her face and lips.
Zhao Qingqing was a very clever person. She was fully aware that Zhu Lin was staring at her, but she didn't say anything
. She simply turned around. Zhao Qingqing was already tall and slender, and a tight white dress
clearly outlined the curves of her body. Her black hair reached her waist, and she exuded a fragrant scent. Her full breasts pushed up the front of her dress,
and her beautiful legs accentuated her alluring buttocks. Zhu Lin strode closer, just one step away from pulling her into his arms from behind
and thrusting his engorged penis into the soft warmth of her buttocks, enjoying that blissful sensation.
Zhao Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "Why are you being so aggressive?"
Zhu Lin said with a crazed look, "Do you know how painful it is to like someone but not be able to have them?"
Zhao Qingqing looked up at the moon, which made her whole body glow with a crystalline light. She
parted her red lips and asked, "Do you know that I already belong to someone else?"
Zhu Lin said decisively, "So what?"
Zhao Qingqing turned her pretty face away, her delicate body pure and inviolable, and coldly said, "Focus on your own affairs and stop
thinking nonsense. If you truly love me, you should respect me, instead of constantly plotting to defile
my body. If that's the case, do you think I'm a fickle person?"
Zhu Lin didn't care about such things and said, "If I can't have the princess, Zhu Lin will never be satisfied!"
Zhao Qingqing remained silent for a long time, no longer speaking. Zhu Lin was too close to her, the distance was only a hair's breadth away. One step forward
would be to embrace the beauty, one step back would be to fall into an abyss. It was truly half heaven and half
hell. At this difficult moment of choice, Zhu Lin moved. Zhao Qingqing stood at the edge of the cliff with no
way to retreat or go. Zhu Lin seized the opportunity, opened his arms, and took a step forward like an eagle, tightly embracing Zhao
Qingqing in his arms.
When he pulled her body into his arms, her alluring fragrance, her soft and warm body, and her fiery youthful
allure were instantly captivating. He had finally captured this fairy in his arms, and Zhu Lin was overjoyed
. His arms tightly encircled her waist, his engorged penis pressing firmly against Zhao Qingqing's beautiful buttocks. His monstrous member, through
his trousers, sank into the fairy's flesh.
Zhu Lin felt an almost unbearable pleasure, the tight warmth of her buttocks enveloping him.
His cheek pressed passionately against her neck, her smooth, white skin intoxicating. Zhu Lin paused for a moment, panting heavily, his
buttocks thrusting wildly, his thick, long penis pounding against her alluring, shapely buttocks, which were covered by a gauze skirt.
Zhao Qingqing trembled violently as he thrust into her with the strength of a wild bull. His penis continued to thrust relentlessly, haphazardly
pumping against her buttocks. To an uninformed observer, the scene on the cliff face appeared to be a man and a woman embracing, with the man
fiercely thrusting into her from behind and the woman being forced to respond. They would have thought they were engaged in passionate lovemaking.
Zhao Qingqing had never experienced anything like this before. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she clenched her fists and cried out, "Let go! Don't force me
to kill you!"
Zhu Lin refused to let go. Zhao Qingqing, a formidable woman, wouldn't tolerate such disrespect.
She spun around like an eel, catching Zhu Lin completely off guard. He was struck hard in the chest and cried out in pain. Zhao
Qingqing, emboldened by her advantage, kicked him in the groin. Zhu Lin's face flushed
red, and he groaned, clutching his crotch as he fell to the ground. He had been kicked in the groin. Zhao Qingqing's eyes
blazed with murderous intent. She said coldly, "You think I didn't know you'd pounce? The more you gain, the more you lose.
You can't handle me."
Zhu Lin was too pained to speak. Zhao Qingqing, with her hands behind her back, walked past him, stopping casually.
"You look disgusting."
Zhao Qingqing didn't know how Zhu Lin got back. She only knew that after that night, Zhu Lin never
dared to get too close to her again. She knew he wanted to force her into submission because he knew very well that people, men and
women alike, are constantly tempted by the opposite sex. Zhu Lin, confident in his own advantages, wanted to force Zhao Qingqing into a fait accompli.
How could he have foreseen Zhao Qingqing's scheming? He finally understood that the reason he had pulled her into
his arms was simply because she wanted to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson, so he would never dare to have
any improper thoughts about her again!
The next day, Zhu Yao woke up early and, thinking of Zhao Qingqing, went to her tent. Upon entering
, she saw Zhao Qingqing with her hair styled in a bun, a gold hairpin tucked into her hair, and water-green earrings on each earlobe.
She was draped in a fine tiger skin, and even her face looked radiant. Zhu Yao had never seen Zhao Qingqing dress up so deliberately before.
Why was she wearing earrings this time?
Seeing her enter, Zhao Qingqing said softly, "I just brewed a pot of tea, would you like to try some?"
Zhu Yao smiled gently, gracefully sat down opposite her, and said softly, "Yes, I'll try some."
Zhao Qingqing nodded, reached out her slender hand to pick up the teapot, and elegantly poured two cups of tea. The aroma of the tea was intoxicating
. Zhu Yao smelled it a few times and then smiled, "This tea is really good."
Zhao Qingqing smiled and slowly said, "I didn't used to like drinking tea, I preferred plain water. Later,
I started drinking some tea. Zhu Yao, what do you think of Yuan Shaoqiu?"
Zhu Yao hadn't expected her to change the subject so quickly, and her delicate hand... Xiang Sai thought for a moment and said, "Can I compare Yan Lang
to him?"
Zhao Qingqing looked up in surprise and said softly, "Tell me about it."
Zhu Yao hummed in agreement and slowly said, "One is a dragon and a tiger, the other is a jackal."
Zhao Qingqing frowned and thought for a moment, then picked up her teacup and took a few sips. "That's right, one is a dragon and a
tiger, the other is a jackal. Since he's a jackal, we can't let him live."
Zhu Yao thought of Zhu Lin and smiled. "Qingqing, have you seen Lin?"
Zhao Qingqing said, "I haven't seen him yet. Besides, Yi Fan went to track Yuan Shaoqiu, or maybe he went to see Murong Ji.
Thinking too much is just annoying."
Zhu Yao covered her mouth, feeling sleepy. "Hongtong was in so much pain last night, he didn't sleep well either," said
Zhao Qingqing. "That rascal Hongtong, I don't know who did it to him, he got bitten by a poisonous snake and
cried and screamed all night, it kept me up too."
The two women sat facing each other drinking tea, talking about everything. Zhu Yao, having overheard something Zhao Qingqing said
, giggled repeatedly. "I don't want to talk about that, whatever he wants, I'll do it."
Zhao Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed. "Let's not talk about that, let's go for a walk."
The two women left the tent hand in hand. Zhao Qingqing said dismissively, "Deep in the mountains..." "Old Lin is full of miasma and poisonous insects.
Others just think suffering is good, but that's easy for them to say when they're not the ones suffering,"
Zhu Yao said gently, linking her arm with Zhao Qingqing's. "Look at that girl, isn't she quite pretty?"
Zhao Qingqing followed her gaze and saw a group of martial arts practitioners packing up to leave. Only one beautiful
girl was resting her chin on her hand, washing her face by a stream. Her features were delicate eyebrows, and her eyes,
intelligent and quiet, seemed to speak volumes. She had a small, exquisite nose, and alluring red lips.
When she smiled naturally, two adorable dimples appeared on her cheeks.
Her slender figure was clad in a gorgeous pink dress, the front of which revealed a
silk bodice embroidered with large, exquisite flowers. Her breasts were full and round, and the sleeves below her shoulders were made of sheer pink silk.
Her alluring, snow-white arms were faintly visible, as if a warm, fragrant breeze was blowing by.
Zhao Qingqing glanced at her carefully, thinking that although this girl didn't possess the stunning beauty of herself and Zhu Yao, she was still a rare
beauty, truly captivating. Zhu Yao added, "I heard her name is Ouyang Ni, a disciple of the Yaochi Sect.
"
Zhao Qingqing said, "Yaochi is a sacred place, full of beautiful women. I wonder what her status is there."
Ouyang Ni, having finished her toilette, gracefully approached the two women, saying elegantly, "This humble girl greets the princess."
Zhao Qingqing smiled and said, "Miss Ouyang, there's no need for such formality. After this matter is settled, we must sit together and have a few
cups of tea."
Ouyang Ni, with her refined and elegant demeanor, and beautiful appearance, bowed slightly and said softly, "If the princess says so,
this humble girl will certainly remember it."
Zhu Yao saw that more than half of the martial arts figures from various sects had left in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few... Several people stayed behind. Ouyang Ni
was a beautiful young woman. Although her martial arts skills were unknown, she was still very eye-catching. Presumably, many men chose to stay
because they wanted to get close to Ouyang Ni...
Of course, these words could not be said aloud. Zhu Yao knew that she and Zhao Qingqing were beauties. With Zhao Qingqing's status,
others would not dare to make a move on them. Ouyang Ni seemed to have become the target of many people. Ouyang Ni seemed unaware of other
people's thoughts. Perhaps it was because of her powerful martial arts, but she did not take it to heart. Zhao Qingqing instructed the guards around her to prepare to go into the mountains. Zhu Lin
was still nowhere to be seen. When everything was ready, Hong Tong limped out of the tent with the help of the bodyguard Sun.
Strangely enough, Hong Tong's poison came on quickly and went away quickly. In just one night, the swelling subsided and he could get out of bed and walk.
Master Pudu led a group of Buddhist disciples over. Beside him stood a young monk of exceptionally handsome appearance,
with clear eyes and the bearing of a high-ranking monk. Master Pudu chanted Buddhist prayers… “Amitabha, this humble monk greets the princess.”
Zhao Qingqing smiled softly, “Master, there’s no need for such formality. I am currently preoccupied with royal affairs; I hope you can offer your assistance.”
Master Pudu, with a compassionate face and extraordinary bearing, replied, “Princess, please do not worry; this humble monk will certainly do his utmost.”
Hong Tong limped over, his thieving eyes darting around before settling on Ouyang Ni. The girl
wore a pink dress, the open front revealing her snow-white skin, and her full breasts were clearly visible beneath her bra. Ouyang Ni
already knew he was incredibly audacious, but she hadn’t expected him to still be so lustful even after being injured. She gave a soft snort and turned her face away.
Since his manhood had stirred, Sun the镖师’s desire had been fully aroused. He looked at Ouyang Ni, swallowed hard
, and remained silent.
Zhao Qingqing raised her jade hand and waved, saying, "I will lead three hundred Tiger Warriors from the center. Master Pudu
will lead the martial arts practitioners from various sects from the left flank. Order Zhu Lin to lead one thousand troops from the right flank. We will not rest until Yuan Shaoqiu is captured!"
Having received the orders, Master Pudu led the martial arts practitioners from various sects ahead. Ouyang Ni was about to go over when
Zhao Qingqing said, "Miss Ouyang, why don't you come with me? I have some questions for you."
Ouyang Ni glanced at the three hundred armored Tiger Warriors behind her and smiled sweetly, "Then this humble girl will
obey the princess."
Zhao Qingqing said, "..." "Then let's go into the mountains!"
Ignoring Zhu Lin, she waved her hand, and three hundred Tiger Guards spread out in a fan shape, advancing forward. Ouyang Ni followed
beside Zhao Qingqing. Even disregarding Zhu Yao's stunning beauty, the princess herself was an absolute beauty, her white robes more
radiant than any fairy. Entering the deep mountains and forests, light was scarce, and thorns were dense. The Tiger Guards led the way, with the three women
walking slowly in the middle. Zhu Yao was a gentle and quiet woman, and Zhao Qingqing was also known for her
aloofness and quiet nature. Ouyang Ni didn't find this strange and simply walked silently.
The Tiger Guards were the elite troops of the armies throughout history, reserved for the royal family. Those who possessed Tiger Guards were either the emperor or
his favorite princes and princesses. Zhao Qingqing was the beloved daughter of the previous emperor, granted eight hundred Tiger Guards, three thousand six
hundred Imperial Guards, and a fiefdom spanning two thousand miles. These personal guards were incredibly powerful, considered the elite of the land!
Three hundred elite guards, swords at their waists, charged forward, clearing a path through the mountains. Suddenly,
a roar like a dragon's cry rang out, and a massive python, as thick as a water vat, coiled up from the deep forest. The python was a hundred paces long,
entirely black, its scales gleaming. It coiled itself around a thousand-year-old tree, its tongue lolling out. The tree, compared to it,
seemed like a toy, creaking under the weight of the snake. The three hundred guards, snapping out of their shock, drew their
bows and arrows, aiming at the python. Giant pythons, even those a hundred years old and as thick as a water bucket, were extremely rare. But
this python was as thick as a water vat—a sight they had never seen before, nor even heard of.
Zhu Yao was terrified of snakes, and the sight of this python made her legs go weak. Ouyang Ni reacted quickly,
helping Zhu Yao back as she saw her fear. Zhao Qingqing, on the other hand, remained calm, walking forward with her hands behind her back. The python raised its head, hissing and
roaring, its eyes flashing with ferocity. Only then did everyone notice a Fire Dragon Grass behind the python, emitting a refreshing fragrance. This
divine creature had attracted the python's persistent attention. Seeing the Fire Dragon Grass bud just beginning to unfurl, about to bear fruit, the python, being a ferocious creature,
was already aroused. Instinctively, it coiled itself up and climbed down from the ancient tree. The tree swayed precariously under the python's coils
, and even the most valiant warriors turned pale. The python, extremely excited, flicked its tongue and scrambled down with a thud,
its body coiling higher and higher, curling into a ball, its head raised, its venomous tongue flicking, its eyes gleaming with ferocity as it stared intently at the group,
ready to attack at any moment.
The Tiger Warriors were an elite force. At the command of their commander, powerful bows and crossbows fired simultaneously, arrows raining down on
the python. The python showed no fear, neither dodging nor flinching. Its gleaming black scales were dazzling. The arrows bounced off the scales
as if hitting steel. The commander frowned and shouted, "Use realgar!"
The mountains were teeming with poisonous insects, and realgar was essential for snake repellent. The Tiger Warriors were disciplined; upon hearing the order, they all took out their
realgar pouches from their backs. Pythons naturally graze on these, and although they couldn't see the pouches, their keen sense of smell detected
a hint of unease, causing them to hiss restlessly. The Tiger Warriors threw the pouches at the command!
Realgar powder was thrown onto the python like a deluge, and it howled in pain as if struck by knives and
axes. The guards hastily retreated, but Zhu Yao, being clever, shouted, "Quickly, use gunpowder!"
The realgar powder filled the forest like a thick fog, and the python roared wildly, its voice deafening
. Everyone turned pale. The officer hurriedly ordered the preparation of gunpowder, preparing to blast the snake. The python, seemingly concerned about the fire dragon grass...
Daring to come out and harm people, the officer ordered his men to prepare gunpowder packs, find someone with superhuman strength, and
, holding the gunpowder, light the fuse. With a shout, over a dozen packs of gunpowder were hurled into the old forest. Everyone hurriedly took cover, hearing over a dozen
deafening explosions, truly earth-shattering. The shrill roars of snakes were terrifying. Just as they were wondering whether the snakes were dead or alive,
a giant python stumbled out of the old forest, crashing through countless trees. The python was a bloody
mess, its once gleaming scales now riddled with wounds from the gunpowder explosions. Blood flowed incessantly from its body, its head
blown open, and one eye blinded. In its dying moments, the python went berserk, rampaging wildly
, instantly killing several people, raising its head and roaring incessantly to the sky, seemingly filled with boundless resentment.
Zhu Yao screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to move. In the chaos, Ouyang Ni didn't have time to care about her. The python,
bleeding profusely, lunged at Zhu Yao with its eyes wide open. A dazzling, destructive sword light was drawn out. Zhao Qingqing,
sword in hand, leaped up like a dragon, let out a delicate shout, and slashed down at the tip of the sword. The python
cried out in despair. The sword light rushed in and severed the snake's head in one stroke. Zhao Qingqing, with her fairy-like graceful body, turned around, sheathed the sword, and flew back to her original
position.
The snake's head rolled a few times, its headless body gushing blood, staining everything. Zhao Qingqing's expression
remained unchanged, calmly saying, "No matter how big it grows, it's still just a snake."
Zhu Yao was terrified, her face turning pale. It took her a long time to recover. Zhao Qingqing comforted her for a while before she calmed down.
The group then killed the snake and moved on. The fire dragon grass had long been blown to pieces, useless to them. Zhu
Yao, still pale from the memory, clutched her skirt and said timidly, "I almost thought
I was going to die..."
Zhao Qingqing said softly, "Don't say that. If anything happened to you, Yan Lang..." " It would be strange if he didn't fight me to the death
."
Chapter Thirty-Two: Such Beauty, Such a Little Bit of Red Lips.
Zhu Yao said shyly, "No way, aren't we all the same?"
Zhao Qingqing covered her mouth and laughed, "How can we be the same? He spoils you terribly. As for me, I'm aloof and don't
like to talk. I'm content as long as I don't annoy people."
Zhu Yao reached out her jade hand and grabbed her sleeve gently, saying, "No way, we're the same."
Zhao Qingqing looked up at the warm sun overhead with a charming smile and said, "Everyone says Fengyang is good, but I carry a flower
drum and travel all over the world!"
She was referring to the time when Liang Dynasty was founded. Fengyang was the emperor's hometown. As the emperor's hometown, how could Fengyang be poor
? So, wealthy families from Jiangnan were moved to Fengyang. These wealthy families dared not disobey the emperor's decree, so they used the excuse of
famine to return to their hometowns.
Zhu Yao knew Zhao Qingqing was a self-disciplined person, and what she said made sense. With the country in ruins,
Zhao Qingqing, stationed on the border, had witnessed the suffering of the people. Ouyang Ni, being intelligent,
smiled upon hearing Zhao Qingqing mention Fengyang Flower Drum and said, "Princess, why not listen to 'Peach Blossom'?"
She then raised her delicate voice and sang beautifully, "The peach tree is young and tender, its blossoms are bright and beautiful.
This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family. The peach tree
is young and tender, its fruit is abundant.
This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her household. The peach tree
is young and tender, its leaves are lush and green.
This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family."
She was using the song "Peach Blossom" to congratulate Zhao Qingqing on her early marriage, and it touched her heart. Zhao Qingqing's heart immediately
warmed, and she said softly, "If it's going to be a downer, let's not mention it. I see this place is poor and dangerous,
everyone must protect yourselves."
Zhu Yao thought of Zhu Lin and couldn't help but chide him, "Ah Lin, he really is..." "I've never seen him dawdle like this before."
Zhao Qingqing said calmly, "It's nothing, he's probably just a little tired."
Zhu Yao nodded and didn't say anything. It was noon, the weather was a bit hot, and the birdsong and monkey
cries in the mountains were quite eerie. There were also many miasma and poisonous insects. The three hundred elite soldiers led the way, but after walking for a while, they heard
a commotion on their left, accompanied by the hissing and writhing of snakes. Zhao Qingqing pressed her longsword and frowned, "Damn it,
there are two snakes, male and female. We just killed one, but there's still one alive. We need to hurry over there."
Zhu Yao was frightened, but had no choice but to follow. The deep mountains and forests were full of thorns, and even
though they were in a hurry to get there, they had to cut through the thorns step by step. As they got closer, they could clearly hear the strange roar of the python
, which hurt their ears. Further on, they heard Hong Tong crying and screaming in the midst of the chaos:
"Master, Master, please save me! Help! Help!"
Ouyang Ni already disliked Hong Tong, and her pretty face slightly annoyed as she said, "He's really quite a troublemaker."
Slicing through the trees and thorns blocking their path, a vast expanse opened up before them. Between two mountains, a giant python with blood-red eyes and
a fierce glint in its eyes, its scales already tinged with a bluish-black, rampaged through the crowd. Hong Tong, whose legs were weak, was caught off
guard as everyone was busy dodging and hiding, and no one paid him any attention. Hong Tong stumbled and fell to the ground, and the python, enraged,
pounced and coiled around him. However, instead of immediately killing him, it extended its massive head and intimately
licked Hong Tong's head with its tongue!
Hong Tong was a burly man with broad shoulders and a thick waist, but now, entangled by the giant python, he was like a toy.
His bald head was covered in disgusting slime from the python's licking. The python, seemingly having had its fill
, opened its mouth wide, ready to swallow Hong Tong whole. Hong Tong was terrified and desperately begged Master Pudu for help.
Master Pudu, however, was injured from his earlier struggle with the python and was powerless to save him. Only
the Joyful Buddha, possessing the highest martial arts skills,
walked leisurely for several dozen steps, his pointed face and monkey-like features displaying a dignified and solemn appearance. He stopped a dozen steps away from the python and
roared in a Buddhist lion's roar, "Namo Amitabha! Benefactor Hong, do not grieve. Know that life is but a reflection in a mirror
, a mirage in the water, coming and going..." "Everyone dies eventually, so there's no need for Benefactor Hong to be sad. Your time
has come; you are about to shed this wretched skin and ascend to heaven. May Buddha have mercy, and this humble monk will recite the
Diamond Sutra for you, to help you reach the Western Paradise."
Hearing the Joyful Buddha's words, everyone couldn't help but secretly chuckle. The Joyful Buddha was disrespectful
, deliberately making things difficult for Hong Tong. Hong Tong had thought that the Joyful Buddha wouldn't stand idly by in front of so many people.
Who knew, he even had the audacity to spout a bunch of things to mock me, making me scream in anger.
The situation was critical, but Ouyang Ni remained motionless, her pink dress accentuating her full breasts and alluring curves
, charming and seductive, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, seemingly unmoved.
Only Zhao Qingqing was different. She was a peerless beauty, surpassing even a fairy, known as the most beautiful woman in the world. Seeing
Hong Tong's life hanging by a thread, she didn't hesitate. Her graceful body leaped up like a dragon, her jade hand drawing her sword from its sheath with a
resounding thud. The sword light was dazzling. She was like an ice fairy, her white robes radiating a holy and beautiful jade light.
With a delicate shout, the sword flashed, slicing through the snake's body. The python roared in pain, its body trembling violently. Hong Tong had
barely escaped death, fleeing in terror.
She was extremely beautiful, with flowing, ethereal hair. Her delicate brows furrowed as she gripped her longsword. She stood face-to-face beneath the giant python's head
. The python, as thick as a water vat, was writhing wildly, its tongue flicking restlessly as it sniffed the air. Zhao Qingqing's
sword had just slain a python; the scent of blood still clung to it. Upon smelling this, the python coiled itself higher and
higher, its body as imposing as a small mountain. Its head, stained with blood, glared fiercely at Zhao Qingqing with its large, blood-red eyes.
Zhao Qingqing's jade-like face was icy cold as she walked step by step toward the giant python. Her figure was shrouded in a layer of crystalline radiance,
like a holy celestial fairy. Before everyone could react, she had already taken several steps. Although the python's body was enormous, it could not conceal
the thin layer of jade-like light. In the depths of these mountains, she was a bright pearl, an incomparably noble pearl.
In her hand, she held a sword as bright as frost and snow. The sword was so white that it chilled people to the bone, and a thin layer of mist seemed to swirl around it
, buzzing loudly, a clear indication of its intense desire to drink blood.
The giant python, its head raised high, roared fiercely towards the sky. Its head was as large as a door, and its
body was covered in bluish-black scales, making it look almost like a dragon. In that instant, the snake and the person moved simultaneously. Taking advantage of its length and strength, the python lashed out at
Zhao Qingqing, its head spewing out thick black venomous mist. Dust billowed and poisonous smoke billowed around it
. Zhao Qingqing held her breath, nimbly dodging the python's attacks time and again. The snake's roar was deafening. The Buddha of Joy
watched intently, his eyes narrowed. Zhao Qingqing's martial arts were extremely high, and her sword was a peerless divine weapon. Just when the fight was evenly matched,
Zhao Qingqing swept her sword and struck the
snake's eye. The giant python let out a miserable roar, blood gushing from its eyes. Driven mad, it rampaged wildly. Wherever its body went, rocks shattered, trees collapsed, and in the billowing dust, it vanished without a trace.
Only the vicious roar of the snake, filled with resentment and unwillingness, echoed from the deep mountains and forests.
Zhao Qingqing's display of martial arts was simply magnificent. First slaying a giant python, then injuring another, it was truly unprecedented
and unparalleled. The crowd was stunned. When they came to their senses, they cried out, "Long live the princess! Long live the princess!"
Zhu Yao rushed over and grabbed Zhao Qingqing's hand, saying happily, "I was so worried about you! I'm so glad you're alright."
Zhao Qingqing squeezed her hand and said, "Although Hong Tong is useless, saving him wouldn't be a big deal."
Ouyang Ni also came over and said, "But it was really dangerous just now.
What if something had happened to the princess?"
Zhao Qingqing's gaze lingered on Ouyang Ni's face. Ouyang Ni's delicate brows were slightly furrowed, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
Her fair skin was as delicate as water, and she was even more beautiful and charming. She was a very intelligent person, and she smiled gently. "
Thank you, Miss Ouyang," Zhao Qingqing said .
Ouyang Ni brushed a few strands of hair from her cheek and said softly, "Princess, please don't say that. I was just
telling the truth. It was really dangerous just now."
Zhao Qingqing buried her face and sighed softly, "How could I not know it was dangerous just now? There was just no other way."
After saying that, she led everyone to visit Master Pudu. Master Pudu sat cross-legged, with a solemn and dignified appearance. A dozen
monks surrounded him. Among them was a monk dressed in fiery red, pretending to be foolish. He was extremely handsome and protected Master Pudu
.
Zhao Qingqing stood with her hands behind her back before Master Pudu, waiting for him to finish his meditation before softly asking, "Master, are you feeling better
?"
Master Pudu opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly said, "Thank you for your concern, Princess. This humble monk's injuries are not serious;
you need not worry."
As he spoke, his brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Zhao Qingqing's face. Seeing that the young woman was truly stunningly beautiful,
with snow-white skin radiating youthful vitality, Master Pudu paused for a moment before smiling kindly, "This humble monk wishes
to speak with Your Highness alone. I hope Your Highness will grant me permission."
Zhao Qingqing didn't know what he was up to, but she still instructed everyone to step back twenty paces. Then,
she said softly, "Master, please speak freely."
Master Pudu smiled without speaking, glanced at her a few more times, and then slowly smiled and asked, "
How is the relationship between Your Highness and your lover?"
Zhao Qingqing felt a little strange, wondering why he suddenly asked such a question. This was clearly her private matter, never
made public or known to outsiders. Why did he ask such a question? But she still thought for a moment and said, "My relationship is fine. I don't know
why Master asks this?"
Master Pudu seemed to see her doubts, coughed, and smiled faintly, "When I first met Your Highness, you were
like a fairy, pure and flawless, only..." "The affairs of the mortal world are like a raging tiger and a flood. To be honest, this humble
monk just noticed that Your Highness's complexion had a certain masculine luster, suggesting you are no longer a virgin."
Zhao Qingqing's pretty face flushed instantly upon hearing this. Even with her good temper, she couldn't bear to have her private
affairs exposed. However, knowing that Master Pudu's Buddhist teachings were profound, she understood there must be a reason behind his words. Suppressing her anger
, she calmly replied, "I have been betrothed since childhood and did not wish to lose my virginity to him prematurely. But thinking of the hardships my lover has
endured over the years, I feel I bear some responsibility. A man should marry when he comes of age, and a woman should marry when she comes of age. I have lost my virginity..." "My husband
is surely destined for me,"
Master Pudu listened attentively, then slowly said, "May I examine the princess's palm?"
Zhao Qingqing hesitated for a moment, then extended her delicate hand. Master Pudu looked down carefully and saw that her hand was long and slender,
snow-white and beautiful, radiating a crystal-clear luster. One look at this hand revealed that its owner must be a beautiful
woman of exceptional intelligence and virtue. After examining her hand, Master Pudu smiled and said, "Your Highness has a fine palm. Wealth and nobility are beyond words. Your marriage line
is also exceptionally good. You are destined to be with your husband for three lifetimes. Seeing this, I no longer need to worry about Your Highness.
Everyone has their own destiny."
A beautiful smile appeared on Zhao Qingqing's face, her heart secretly filled with joy. Master Pudu then said, "The only
drawback is that Your Highness possesses extraordinary talent and virtue, destined for great wealth and honor, and also possesses unparalleled beauty.
If your husband's fate is unfortunate, he may die young."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingqing's face immediately changed, and she clenched her fists, saying, "Master, are you saying I'm a
woman who brings misfortune to her husband?"
Master Pudu shook his head and sighed, "Why is Your Highness angry? Your destiny has already explained everything. You are destined
to grow old with your husband. Your Highness need not take it to heart."
Zhao Qingqing's expression softened slightly, and she said calmly, "Although I am a princess of a nation, I am ultimately still a woman.
What woman doesn't want to grow old with her beloved? I am no exception. But the world is full of
fleeting pleasures; as long as I live a life without regrets, I am content and have not lived a life of extravagance."
Master Pudu said, "Life is all about illusions. This humble monk has been a monk for sixty years now.
Amitabha." "Buddha,"
he chanted, his gaze lingering on the young monk in the red robe. "He is my personally taught
disciple, his Dharma name is Wuxiang."
Zhao Qingqing parted her red lips slightly and murmured, "Wuxiang? All beings have form, yet he is called Wuxiang.
I am but a humble and ignorant person; could he be the only one in the world who is black, and the only one who is white?"
Master Pudu said, "Your Highness is learned and knowledgeable, and is also the most beautiful woman in the royal family, greatly favored by the late Emperor. There are some Buddhist
secrets that Your Highness has probably heard of. I..." "I won't go into detail about the monks."
The young monk Wuxiang possessed the demeanor of a master, his handsome face dignified and unapproachable,
his eyes bright and compassionate. Zhao Qingqing glanced at him a few times before turning back, saying, "Master, forgive my bluntness, but one
cannot judge a person solely by their appearance. It's easy to draw a dragon or tiger, but difficult to draw their bones; one can know a person's face, but
not their heart. If you find my words offensive, please don't take them to heart."
Master Pudu understood the implication, but he didn't dwell on it. With a slight smile
, Zhao Qingqing instructed everyone to start a fire and cook. Taking advantage of a lull, she also took Zhu Yao to check on Hong Tong's injuries
, since he had been injured while helping.
Hong Tong was treated like a joke by everyone, and many people were looking forward to seeing him make a fool of himself after his injury. Ouyang Ni covered her mouth and
giggled, while only Zhao Qingqing said gently and considerately, "The chieftain was frightened by the royal affairs, so I came to see him."
Hong Tong was flattered. Although he had always been a womanizer, he dared not be sloppy in front of Zhao Qingqing. Feeling
ashamed, he could only stammer, "Whose fault is this? It's just that I, old Hong, am unlucky. If Your Highness could come to see me,
I would feel it was all worth it to have lost these two hundred-plus pounds."
Zhao Qingqing, gentle and kind, smiled sweetly and said, "Chief Hong, there's no need to be so polite.
I've been wanting to send you back to the city to rest for a while now. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Hong Tong immediately said anxiously, "My injuries are nothing, I was just quite frightened. Princess, please don't send me
away."
Seeing that he had already said that, Zhao Qingqing didn't say much more, only offering a few polite words before leaving
the tent. As soon as she stepped out, she saw Ouyang Ni with her back to her, covering her mouth and giggling happily.
Zhu Yao was chatting with Ouyang Ni nearby, the two women getting along very well, laughing and talking frequently. Zhao Qingqing
asked curiously, "Zhu Yao, you two?"
Zhu Yao walked over, lifting her skirt, and giggled, "Miss Ouyang said Hong Tong is incredibly lecherous, like a turtle that's eaten
a weight and is determined to see how the girls of the Ecstasy Sect seduce men, that's why he refuses to leave."
Zhao Qingqing was also amused by her and waved her hands, saying, "Alright, alright. He's already so scared, do
n't make fun of him."
Zhu Yao said gently, "I agree. Look at this deep mountain, deserted and uninhabited. Yuan Shaoqiu is
weak, and Yan Lang really is something, going off without even saying a word." "It's making people worry,"
Zhao Qingqing said gently and kindly. "It's between men, and we women shouldn't interfere."
As dusk approached, torches were gradually lit in the mountains, casting a bright red glow.
Tents stood in rows, and guards patrolled in several groups. Zhu Yao had finished her meal and didn't know where Zhao Qingqing had gone
. Just then, Ouyang Ni came to ask her to play chess, so the two women started playing chess in the tent. Zhu Yao was an extremely beautiful woman
, and Ouyang Ni was not far behind. Both women were very attractive, and they were even more radiant in the candlelight.
Zhu Yao, her hand resting on a white chess piece, propped her chin on her hand and asked, "Little sister 　　, how old are you this year?"
Ouyang Ni, her beautiful eyes fixed on the chessboard in deep thought, raised her pretty face and smiled when she heard the question, "Nineteen years old . How old are you, elder sister?" 　　Zhu Yao smiled gently, "Exactly one year older than you. Here, place the piece here." 　　Saying this, she put the chess piece down. Ouyang Ni didn't know that Zhu Yao was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She had lost several games in a row tonight 　　, but fortunately, Zhu Yao had deliberately let her win, allowing her to win a few games and avoid a too-shattering defeat. Even so, Ouyang 　　Ni still said softly, "Sister is too amazing. Shall we stop here tonight?" 　　Zhu Yao bit her red lips and smiled, "Yes, sister said so, let's do it this way. We can have another competition another day." 　　Ouyang Ni took her hand and led her out to admire the moon. They sat on the grass and looked at the twinkling stars. Tents stood in rows, and torches were bright. 　　However, the mountains around them were majestic and towering, with countless strange peaks and dangerous rocks, which added a bit of ferocity to the night. A warm breeze 　　blew gently past them, and the grass under their feet swayed, which was indescribably pleasant. 　　Zhu Yao, clutching her skirt, said, "When I was little, I loved taking my younger brother to watch the stars. But as we grew up , 　　we seemed to drift apart without me even realizing it." 　　Ouyang Ni tilted her pretty face and said, "Sister, I think a gentle and tender woman like you is the best." 　　Zhu Yao smiled softly, "No, I just don't like to talk much. Her Highness is also a quiet person." 　　Ouyang Ni said, "Sister, look how beautiful the sky is tonight. If someone were to play a flute, it would be even more lovely." 　　As she spoke, she wrinkled her nose and said, "The air here is quite humid." 　　Zhu Yao didn't think much of it. Just then, Ouyang Ni asked again, "It's said that Dingzhou is near the sea. I wonder if it's true?" 　　Zhu Yao smiled and said, "Even if there's no sea here, there are lakes. We might as well go and take a look tomorrow." 　　Ouyang Ni looked up at the moon and murmured to herself, "When will the moon be clear and bright? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. 　　I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace? I want to ride the wind and return, but I fear the jade towers and crystal palaces are too cold at such heights."

Zhu Yao noticed the dazed look on Ouyang Ni's face, as if she were lost in thought about the past. Just then, someone echoed
, "Dancing with my shadow, how can it compare to being in the mortal world?
Turning through the red pavilion, lowering the embroidered window,
the moon shines on my sleepless night. There should be no resentment, yet why is the moon always full when we are apart? People have sorrow and joy, separation and reunion; the moon
has its phases of waxing and waning, and this has been so since ancient times. I only wish that we may all live long and share the beauty of the moon, even though we are thousands of miles apart."
Ouyang Ni looked up and saw the monk Wuxiang, clad in a red robe, walking towards her in the moonlight. His
voice was clear and pleasant, and his recitation of poetry was particularly evocative.
Zhu Yao had heard Zhao Qingqing mention this monk Wuxiang before, but they had never had any contact. Ouyang Ni 　　smiled
beautifully and said, "Having nothing to do, I'll recite some poetry for you."
The monk Wuxiang approached with a solemn and dignified air, his expression unreadable, his voice magnetic as he said, "This humble
monk often peruses the ancient poems in the Buddhist temple."
Ouyang Ni's beautiful eyes filled with tears as she asked, "Then which poem does the Venerable Master like best?"
The monk Wuxiang pondered for a moment, then said softly, "With the Buddha's compassion, it is Xin Qiji's 'Bodhisattva's Charm.'"
Ouyang Ni reached out her slender hand to gently stroke the hair beside her cheek. Her skin was snow-white, and she was quite beautiful
and charming under the bright moonlight. Her gauze sleeves could not conceal her snow-white arms, which were very alluring. She smiled sweetly and said, "The moonlight is beautiful tonight."
The monk Wuxiang's handsome face exuded a solemn and unapproachable aura. He was tall and slender. Upon hearing this, he
sat cross-legged on the ground, his gaze fixed on Zhu Yao's face, carefully examining her.
Although his gaze wasn't exactly audacious, Zhu Yao was greatly displeased by his direct stare. She thought to herself
, "No one but Yan Lang would ever look at me like that." She simply turned her face away and remained silent.
[To be continued]

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