Phantom of the Opera

Both women looked at Xue Tianjun with disbelief. Even though they had only met him once, Si Ye and Wu Ye were already devoted to him, their hearts and souls completely attached to him.
However, Xue Tianjun's womanizing and domineering nature made them doubt that he was merely using the martial arts contest as a stage to practice his skills. Clearly, his appearance was not a coincidence.
"Anyone else want to come up and fight? If not, then this brother will be the one to marry my daughter today,"
Mu Long called out from the stage.
Xue Tianjun chuckled, "Watch me."
Si Ye and Wu Ye were about to stop him when they saw Xue Tianjun leap up, stepping on the shoulder of the person in front of him, and soaring onto the stage.
Xue Tianjun, dressed in a long robe and with flowing hair, had just arrived on the stage when Mu Nianci, wearing a red veil, stood up. Xue Tianjun had said he would definitely marry her today.
Mu Long glanced at Xue Tianjun, then retreated with an embarrassed smile.
The man who had just won on the stage was a burly fellow. Although he was physically strong but seemed clumsy, his movements and techniques in the fight were swift and decisive. Appearances can be deceiving.
However, having met Xue Tianjun, he could only blame himself for not being fortunate enough to marry Mu Nianci.
"Sir, please state your name,"
the man said, bowing.
Xue Tianjun, also mindful of etiquette, returned the bow, saying, "My name is Tianjun. You have no right to know which faction or sect I belong to."
The man was taken aback but not angry, merely chuckling, "I am from the Northern Faction..."
Before he could finish, Xue Tianjun walked straight towards the bride in her red veil and red dress. Seeing this, not only the man was puzzled, but everyone below, including Mu Long and the two beautiful girls beside him, looked on with confusion.
"What are you doing?"
Seeing him reach Mu Nianci, the man moved swiftly, instantly blocking Xue Tianjun's path.
Xue Tianjun glanced at him and chuckled, "Of course, it's about lifting my wife's veil."
The man threw his head back and laughed loudly, then said in a deep voice after a long while, "What kind of logic is that? You haven't even fought, yet you're so sure you can beat me?"
"No."
Hearing him utter a single word, the burly man frowned and glared at Xue Tianjun, coldly saying, "Then you dare to casually lift someone's veil."
Xue Tianjun chuckled, "What I mean is, you've already lost, I won't fight you."
The burly man couldn't bear such contempt. He had won two matches in a row and was about to marry the third daughter of the Mu Family Manor's lord. This man's appearance was completely as if he didn't exist.
The purple-clad man in front of Si Ye below the stage turned to look at the two of them and asked with a smile, "Is this guy you know a lunatic?"
Wu Ye quickly shook her head and said sweetly, "Protector Mei, he's not a lunatic, just a bit domineering."
"You seem to know him quite well."
The purple-clad man who spoke was none other than Mei Ying, one of the three protectors of Dugu Yifang.
He had overheard Xue Tianjun's conversation with Si Ye and Wu Ye. Clearly, they knew each other, having met at the Leshan Giant Buddha. Si Ye, along with her grandmother and others, had gone to the Leshan Giant Buddha to watch the duel between Nie Renwang and Duan Shuai, the leader of the Southern Lin Sword Sect.
Si Ye, fearing Wu Ye might say too much, quickly giggled and said, "This man is strange, but he has his reasons for doing what he did."
"Reasons? Is he very powerful?"
Mei Ying pressed.
Nodding, Si Ye blurted out, "Even Qin Shuang, the leader of the Tian Shuang Hall of the Tianxia Society, is no match for him."
Mei Ying gave a soft hum. If that was the case, he believed that the laughable Xue Tianjun on the platform could defeat that man without profound internal strength. However, in this martial arts contest for marriage, once one was defeated, another would take the stage. His actions weren't domineering, nor were they confidence in himself; rather, they were mocking others, as if no one here was more skilled than him.
Below the stage, the crowd watched the two on stage as if they were a joke. Xue Tianjun frowned and stared coldly at the foolish, burly man, muttering, "You really want to fight me?"
"Hmph, you really underestimate me. If I don't teach you a lesson today, how can I, Mo Wu, the successor of the Northern School, maintain my standing in the martial world?"
But his "Ah" had barely left his lips when the man who called himself Mo Wu suddenly cried out "Ah" again. His body had been sent flying backward at high speed. It was Xue Tianjun who had suddenly kicked him away. The man landed off the stage, and as the crowd dispersed, he rolled on the ground, covered in dust, and instantly spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the man who was staggering on the ground, unable to get up, Xue Tianjun turned around again, about to lift Mu Nianci's veil. Although he had already seen her beautiful face, only when the veil was lifted could he truly marry her.
Just as Blood Heavenly Lord's hand was about to touch the veil, a loud shout rang out behind him. Without hesitation, Blood Heavenly Lord abruptly took a step back, leaving a deep handprint on the wooden board where he had just stood.
"Do you also want to marry this third young lady of the Mu family?"
Blood Heavenly Lord didn't turn around to see who had attacked him, but simply asked indifferently.
A cold voice sounded behind him: "No, I'm just like you, I just want to find someone to practice with."
Blood Heavenly Lord chuckled, seemingly muttering to himself, "No one can defeat me, not even you."
"But what if I insist on trying?"
The two finally locked eyes. Blood Heavenly Lord looked at the short-haired middle-aged man, a strange joy, almost like excitement, on his face.
Shaking his head, Xue Tianjun said solemnly, "If you want to fight me, it'll be another day. Since you have no intention of marrying the third young lady of the Mu family, you'd better not get involved in this martial arts contest."
Standing before him was none other than Shi Wuzun, the great protector who had always stood by Dugu Yifang's side, and the number one expert in Wushuang City
. Clearly, his appearance on stage was not to compete with him for Mu Nianci. Xue Tianjun had just knocked that man off the stage without using his inner strength, but his rapid attacks had already revealed his formidable abilities. Shi Wuzun was a martial arts fanatic, so his appearance was not at all unexpected by Xue Tianjun.
"Hehe, let's settle this today, why wait for another day?"
Shi Wuzun said calmly.
Looking at him, Xue Tianjun smiled. He didn't want to confront Wushuang City too early, not because he was afraid of powerful figures like Dugu Yifang and Shi Wuzun, but because his rules of the game hadn't yet taken them into account.
A sudden burst of power erupted from Xue Tianjun, who sneered, "Very well, then let me experience your skills."
A glint flashed in Shi Wuzun's eyes. If Xue Tianjun had been merely an ordinary expert with an advantage in technique and speed, the internal energy emanating from him now made Shi Wuzun's heart tremble.
He had come up onto the stage precisely because he had sensed Xue Tianjun's unusual nature, and now it seemed he was absolutely right; this man had been concealing his true strength all along.
"On this small stage, if we were to use our full power, it might endanger innocent bystanders,"
Shi Wuzun said with a chilling smile.
Upon hearing this, Xue Tianjun immediately withdrew his released, frenzied inner force, but he also sensed Shi Wuzun's despicable nature. He knew he wouldn't gain anything by fighting him. If the two didn't use their inner force and momentum, but only fought with their martial arts techniques, although it resembled a street brawl, it would still be possible to discern whose moves were more refined and whose martial arts style was better.
On a building, amidst the rubble, an old man and a young man stood side by side, their eyes both fixed on the two facing off on the platform.
The young man asked, "Master, who will win?"
The old man chuckled softly, "The young man with the long hair."
"But Master, why did you say Shi Wuzun is a strongman? That long-haired one doesn't seem as strong as him,"
the young man raised an eyebrow and continued to ask.
The old man shook his head with a wry smile, saying, "There's always someone stronger. Even I can't fathom the true depth of that long-haired man's inner strength. Besides, he's holding back too much in front of Shi Wuzun."
The boy exclaimed in surprise, "Holding back too much? Master, even you can't see his abilities?"
"Hehe, Chen'er, remember, no matter what happens when you encounter this person, don't get involved with him, and don't care what he does."
The old man said, then leaped away into the distance.
The boy, called Chen'er, glanced at the two fighting and finally understood what his master meant. Shi Wuzun was no match for the long-haired young man. Seeing this, the boy followed the old man off the roof.
Shi Wuzun, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, hung limply from his arms, looking at the still-smiling Xue Tianjun.
He had actually been defeated by this nameless figure in the martial world.
To be precise, Shi Wuzun had no idea who he was. He only knew it because he hadn't heard Xue Tianjun's name yet. Otherwise, he would have known that the man before him was the one who had made Xiong Ba step down and was now the new leader of the Tianxia Society.
"I lost,"
Shi Wuzun said reluctantly, turning and stepping off the stage.
Xue Tianjun didn't say much, and he hadn't even used his inner strength. He had only used his Five Elements Fist to defeat Shi Wuzun without any chance to fight back. This was a warning to both him and Wushuang City; another master had appeared in the martial arts world.
Seeing that no one dared to go up on stage again, just as Mu Long was about to announce that Xue Tianjun was the winner of this competition, Mu Nianci, who was sitting in her chair, stood up, pulled off her red veil, and looked at Xue Tianjun with a shy expression. She said softly, "I'm yours now."
"You always were. I'm just marrying you according to the process you wanted,"
Xue Tianjun said calmly.
Mu Long, the head of the Mu Family Manor, didn't notice anything amiss. He assumed Mu Nianci had chosen this man as her husband and immediately announced with a joyful expression, "My daughter, Nianci, will marry this Heavenly Lord hero today! I hope that in three days, all the brothers and sisters in the martial arts world will stay in the manor to celebrate the wedding."
Blood Heavenly Lord frowned and said, "What three days? I want to marry Nianci tomorrow."
Hearing his eagerness, Mu Long was about to step forward to persuade him, but Mu Nianci shook her head and said with a sweet smile, "Father, my husband is truly pleasing to the eye. I like this kind of temperament. Tomorrow it is then."
"Hmm..."
Mu Long nodded and hummed in agreement.
He took Mu Nianci's hand and entered the restaurant, while the people outside began to disperse. Seeing that Blood Heavenly Lord was really going to marry the youngest daughter of the Mu Family Manor, Si Ye stopped Wu Ye, who was about to go to the inn with her grandmother and the others.
"Elder sister, what's wrong?"
Although Wu Ye was also jealous, she guessed that Xue Tianjun's actions were purposeful.
Si Ye said sweetly, "What's wrong? My husband is going to marry someone else. We haven't even had our wedding ceremony yet. If he marries the Mu family's daughter tomorrow, won't our status be relegated to the back?"
Wu Ye shook her head and laughed, "Elder sister, you're overthinking it. My husband said that no matter how many women he has, he will treat them all equally."
"Only a fool would believe that. Even if my husband really does that, what about those women? Have you ever heard of an empress and her concubines getting along like sisters?"
Wu Ye stared at the strange light flashing in Si Ye's eyes and said worriedly, "Elder sister, you mustn't do anything foolish."
Si Ye said coquettishly, "What foolish thing could I do? Let's go back to the inn."
As Si Ye chased after the departing Dugu Yifang and the others, Wu Ye secretly wondered what Si Ye's plan was.
Inside a room of the restaurant, Xue Tianjun smiled at Mu Long and his two daughters, Mu Nianci, still dressed in a red dress, sat obediently beside him.
"Father-in-law, it's not that I, Xue Tianjun, am making things difficult for you, but I will be marrying Nianci tomorrow. What you do is your business,"
Xue Tianjun said bluntly.
Mu Long's face showed his distress. He knew that Mu Nianci beside Xue Tianjun was not his daughter, but a skilled fighter. Moreover, he hadn't completed the tasks Mu Nianci had entrusted to him. However, seeing the smile on Mu Nianci's face, he relaxed.
Mu Nianci looked at Mu Long and said sweetly, "Father, my future husband is right. He announced it today. You should arrange for the various restaurants to prepare for tomorrow's wedding banquet."
Standing beside Mu Long were his two daughters: the one on the left, with a sweet appearance, was called Mu Xiaoxiao, while the one on the other, with a hot figure and alluring face, was called Mu Huanhuan.
Looking at Mu Nianci and Xue Tianjun, Mu Xiaoxiao remained silent, but her second daughter, Mu Huanhuan, showed disdain and scolded, "Third sister, although you are the most favored in the family, neither my eldest sister nor I have found husbands yet. This martial arts contest is just to arrange a marriage for you. You really think you're a treasure?" "
Huanhuan..."
Mu Long growled.
He knew that Mu Nianci was no ordinary person. To outsiders and even his own family, their father-daughter relationship seemed genuine, but only he and a few close confidants knew that Mu Nianci had come to Mu Family Village as Mu Long's adopted daughter.
Mu Huanhuan looked at her father, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Father, I'm not right. Ever since she came, you've indulged her in everything. What have my sister and I ever asked of you? She asked you to hold a martial arts contest to find a husband, and you did. We are your real daughters."
As if afraid that Xue Tianjun would find out Mu Nianci wasn't his biological daughter, Mu Long suddenly slapped Mu Huanhuan across the face, leaving five clear finger marks.
Glaring at Mu Long, Mu Huanhuan turned and slammed the door shut as she left. Mu Xiaoxiao glanced at Xue Tianjun and Mu Long, then ran out after her.
"I'm sorry, I didn't expect her..."
Mu Long was about to explain when Mu Nianci raised her hand and waved.
Mu Long understood the meaning of her wave and left without saying anything more.
Looking at Xue Tianjun beside her, Mu Nianci finally distanced herself from him, her face showing unease.
Xue Tianjun chuckled, "It seems you don't get along very well with the Mu sisters in the Mu family."
"Who wants to befriend them? If you anger me, I'll kill them right now,"
Mu Nianci said in a low, menacing voice.
Looking at her cold face, Xue Tianjun advised, "It's best not to cause trouble. Besides, they are your two older sisters. If they become my wives, I don't want you to be a heartless executioner."
The coldness on Mu Nianci's face melted away, and she smiled charmingly at Xue Tianjun, replying, "Yes, I'm not a bloodthirsty demon. It's just that Mu Huanhuan has always been against me."
Now that he and Mu Nianci were already husband and wife, and only needed to hold the wedding banquet tomorrow, he could legitimately take her away. Xue Tianjun smiled, moved closer to Mu Nianci, and put an arm around her waist.
Mu Nianci blushed as Xue Tianjun embraced her, and said shyly, "We're not married yet."
Gently stroking the soft flesh of her waist, Xue Tianjun said in a low voice, "So what if we haven't had a wedding ceremony? We can consummate our marriage first."
Seeing his lewd approach, Mu Nianci's heart pounded. It was her first time being alone with a man, especially by the bedside. She struggled shyly for a few moments, then said coquettishly, "Have some respect for me! If we were married and had a wedding ceremony, I'd be at your mercy."
Thinking of the many Mu family members outside, Xue Tianjun's initial lust slowly subsided. Even if he could force himself on Mu Nianci now, if someone heard or discovered it, it would have a negative impact on Mu Nianci.
Taking her away from here would at least provide a place for them to make love, but Xue Tianjun sensed that something turbulent might happen in Mu Family Village tonight.
Mu Family Village had many inns, and in a guest room of one of them, Shi Wuzun sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands resting on his lower abdomen. Steam rose from his head, and his face flushed and paled in turns.
After a while, Shi Wuzun exhaled a breath of stale air and opened his eyes.
"Feeling better?"
A deep, steady male voice rang out in the room.
Shi Wuzun nodded, got off the bed, and bowed to the man sitting in the chair, saying, "City Lord, I was careless today. That brat called Tianjun is no match for me."
The middle-aged man in the chair was Dugu Yifang, the City Lord of Wushuang City. Behind him, two men dressed in purple had removed their veils; they were both protectors, one named Meiying and the other Mixin.
Behind the three of them, Si Ye and her grandmother stood respectfully behind Mei Ying and Mi Xin.
Dugu Yifang, expressionless, asked, "Si Ye, who is that man?"
Hearing his question, Si Ye quickly stepped forward, cupping her hands in greeting, "City Lord, I'm not very familiar with him either, but my grandmother and I encountered him at the Leshan Giant Buddha."
"Oh? Not very familiar? Then why do you all sound like long-lost friends?"
Dugu Yifang's eyes turned cold as he stared at Si Ye.
Si Ye trembled. Dugu Yifang's martial arts were the highest among them. If he knew about her relationship with Wu Ye and Xue Tianjun, he would surely not forgive her. Just as she was about to explain, her grandmother approached.
"Lord Dugu, Siye is right. We did meet him once. I had Siye and Wuye test his martial arts. That kid's skills are not bad. I can say for sure that Protector Shi was injured by him."
Shi Wuzun said angrily, "What do you mean by that?"
Granny said with a smile, "Protector Shi, please don't misunderstand. Actually, you, me, and the Lord can all see that that kid is hiding his true strength. He was able to make you helpless in less than ten moves. Does Protector Shi think you can defeat him?"
Seeing Shi Wuzun glaring at Granny, Dugu Yifang smoothed things over, "Alright, Protector Shi, Granny is right. She is also a senior expert of Wushuang City. I believe her words. Moreover, I can't see the kid's background either, but I have a feeling that he hardly used any skills when he fought you."
"Lord, I will go and meet him again tonight. I must find out who he is."
Shi Wuzun bowed and volunteered.
"Lord City Lord, Mi Xin and I will go too. With the three guardians of Wushuang City all mobilized, even if that brat dies, it will be a pity."
Mei Ying also went around to the front and said.
Dugu Yifang smiled and said, "Alright, you can go and test him tonight, but don't kill him. I want to know if he's from the Tianxia Society or some other sect."
Hearing their words, Si Ye and Wu Ye exchanged a glance, their eyes showing worry. Only Meng, who had never spoken, saw the expression in their eyes.
Night fell quickly, and Mu Family Village was as bustling as ever. On a lively street, Si Ye and Wu Ye removed their veils and changed into ordinary clothes.
Neither of them had any interest in shopping. Wu Ye even came out of the inn and kept muttering as she walked here.
"Alright, Wu Ye, I know you're worried, and I'm worried too. What's the use of just nagging?"
Si Ye said angrily.
Wu Ye said sweetly, "Big sister, you have to think of something! Or should we go and inform our husband?"
Si Ye looked around warily and lowered her voice, "Are you out of your mind? If we inform our husband and the city lord and Grandma find out, we'll both die."
"Then what should we do? This won't work, that won't work! If the three guardians join forces, even if our husband doesn't die, he'll be skinned alive!"
Wu Ye said anxiously.
A thoughtful look appeared on her face. After a while, Si Ye's eyes lit up, and she whispered a few words in Wu Ye's ear.
The two returned to the inn. When they got to the second floor, they didn't go back to their guest room, but went straight to the room where Mei Ying Mi Xin was staying. Si Ye raised her hand and knocked on the door a few times.
The door opened from the inside, and the phantom in purple robes, seeing Si Ye and Wu Ye standing outside, immediately smiled and stepped aside excitedly, saying, "My two sisters, come in quickly."
Inside, Mi Xin was reclining on the bed, toying with a short dagger in his hand. The phantom smiled at the two women, who had removed their veils, and asked, "You've come back this time? What brings you here?"
Si Ye gave the phantom a charming look and giggled, "I've come to tell my two brothers a good plan."
The phantom was taken aback, "What good plan?"
Si Ye then explained, "Tonight, weren't you going with Protector Shi to find that Heavenly Lord? His martial arts are very high; if you go, it will definitely be a fierce battle."
"Hmm, that's true, but are we, the three protectors, afraid of him? The city lord said he wouldn't kill him, he just wants to find out his origins. If we find out and then kill him, the city lord won't be angry,"
the phantom said with a sinister expression.
Hearing that he wanted to kill Xue Tianjun, Wu Ye hurriedly said, "You absolutely mustn't kill him."
Mei Ying and Mi Xin on the bed both looked at Wu Ye strangely. Mi Xin even said coldly, "Why can't we kill him? Is there some kind of relationship between you two?" Mei
Ying and Mi Xin were the two great protectors of Wushuang City, and also two highly skilled fighters who cooperated perfectly. Mei Ying was lecherous and arrogant, while Mi Xin was cold-blooded and ruthless, but very cautious.
As soon as he asked the question, Si Ye hurriedly laughed and said, "How could that be? My sister and I just thought of a plan that would benefit Brother Mei Ying."
Mei Ying rubbed his hands and said anxiously, "Tell me quickly, what plan?"
"The Mu family lord has three daughters. The one who will be chosen for marriage through martial arts is the youngest daughter. According to my investigation and Wu Ye's investigation, Mu Long's three daughters are all beautiful in their own way, but if we compare them, the youngest daughter is the most beautiful. She's like a fairy descended from heaven."
Si Ye said in one breath.
Knowing Phantom's character well, upon hearing her words, Phantom raised an eyebrow and laughed loudly, "I know what you mean, Sister Siye. Do you want me to kidnap Mu Long's third daughter so that the Heavenly Lord will have no marriage to marry tomorrow?"
Siye nodded and continued, "That's one aspect. Another aspect is that if his fiancée is kidnapped, he will definitely be very worried. If we use his fiancée as leverage, he will probably tell us anything."
"What kind of ridiculous idea is this? Brother, we're both respectable figures in the martial world. How could we do such a thing? Even Brother Shi wouldn't approve. And if the city lord finds out, we won't go either,"
Mi Xin said softly, jumping up.
Mei Ying thought for a moment, then pouted and said, "We'll do it discreetly, won't we?"
Joy filled the Mu Family Manor, with lanterns and decorations everywhere. The people of the Mu Family Manor, busy all night, were preparing for Mu Nianci and Xue Tianjun's wedding banquet the next day.
"Future son-in-law, you won't be getting any rest tonight."
In a large courtyard within the Mu Family Manor, Mu Long and Xue Tianjun walked side-by-side past a crowd of nearly a hundred people sitting on benches.
There would be a song and dance performance the night before Mu Nianci's wedding, so Mu Long had invited a performance troupe from the capital.
After walking to the front of the crowd with Mu Long, Xue Tianjun exchanged pleasantries with him before taking his seat.
A stage was set up in front of a hundred people, and on it, several beautiful women in colorful dresses were dancing gracefully to music.
"Father-in-law, this performance is truly excellent. If Nianci were here, that would be wonderful."
Although Xue Tianjun also enjoyed watching dance performances, with Mu Long on his left and a senior man from Mu Family Village on his right, the enjoyment of the performance was immediately diminished. Mu Long
smiled bitterly. He could tell that his highly skilled new son-in-law was a lecherous fellow. From the way he looked at Mu Nianci and his two daughters, Mu Long was convinced that he was not a faithful man at all.
But Mu Nianci was not his daughter, and Mu Long didn't care at all about how Mu Nianci and he would live in the future. He just wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible, and also get rid of this martial arts master of unknown origin.
"Father..."
Two sweet voices rang out behind Mu Long and Xue Tianjun.
Xue Tianjun turned around and saw Mu Xiaoxiao and Mu Huanhuan. Immediately, someone offered them seats.
Mu Xiaoxiao cleverly seized the opportunity and sat to Mu Long's left. Mu Huanhuan glanced at the empty seat next to Xue Tianjun and considered finding another seat, but then realized that doing so would be disrespectful to her future brother-in-law. Regardless, she had to give her father, Mu Long, face.
She moved to sit next to Xue Tianjun and deliberately said coquettishly, "Brother-in-law, why didn't you greet your two older sisters?"
Xue Tianjun smiled faintly. This Mu Huanhuan was much more outgoing than Mu Xiaoxiao, and at only in her early twenties, she was several years younger than the mature Xue Tianjun. She was only saying this to take advantage of him and embarrass him.
Looking at Mu Huanhuan's smiling face with a raised eyebrow, Xue Tianjun softly greeted, "Hello, Second Sister Huanhuan."
Mu Long glared at his second daughter, Mu Huanhuan, and scolded, "Tianjun hasn't married your third sister yet, how can you call her Second Sister now? Tianjun, it's more appropriate for you to call her Huanhuan."
"It's alright. Second Sister is very open-minded and cheerful. If it were an ordinary girl, how could she let someone call her 'Sister' on the first date? This also shows that my Huanhuan is a good person, and I like her."
Xue Tianjun waved his hand and chuckled softly.
Mu Huanhuan pouted and glared at Mu Long, saying coquettishly, "Brother-in-law, how can you say you like me? You should like my third sister."
As she said this, a blush appeared on her face, and her eyes showed a wandering look.
Xue Tianjun was handsome and extraordinary, and his martial arts were superb. In the current martial arts world, women like Mu Huanhuan also liked men who were skilled in martial arts and had a dashing appearance.
Seeing his silence, Mu Huanhuan felt awkward and secretly resented her father, Mu Long. If this martial arts contest for a husband were for her, Xue Tianjun would surely be her husband.
Just then, the dancers on the stage withdrew, and a screen painting appeared on the stage. As the screen painting was set up, several figures immediately appeared behind it.
In just a moment, melodious zither music flowed out from behind the screen painting, light and ethereal. The people whispering and chatting below the stage gradually quieted down.
The zither music was continuous, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low and beautiful, like a woman pouring out her heart, making people feel very comfortable. Such beautiful zither music deeply captivated Xue Tianjun.
The person playing the zither did not show their face. After the brief zither music, suddenly, the screen painting was removed, and behind it, a pink figure stood up in front of the zither.
The audience gasped in shock. The woman seemed unfazed, but the men's hearts pounded, their eyes glazed over, some even unaware of spilled tea on their hands.
Xue Tianjun stared wide-eyed, captivated by the young woman on stage, who was as beautiful as a celestial being descended from heaven. Her pink dress couldn't conceal her exquisite figure.
Only three silver hairpins held her hair in place, leaving only wisps of dark hair hanging down to her waist, revealing her fair and delicate neck. Her fair skin shone with a soft glow, her face unadorned.
Her large, watery eyes sparkled with a captivating light, exuding a captivating charm. The woman's indifference seemed to disdain the guests who admired her beauty and enjoyed her music. Her cherry-red lips were pursed into a tight smile.
She wore a sheer pink silk dress, pure and elegant, the front of which was plunging low, revealing her beautiful collarbones and the alluring cleavage of her breasts. Her hands were crossed, lightly covering her high, firm breasts.
A matching ribbon tied around her slender waist, and beneath the sheer white gauze, her long, shapely legs were clearly visible, close together, concealing the inverted triangle area between them. Beneath the floor-length skirt were half of her smooth, delicate calves, her small, white feet striking the ground with captivating allure.
As the woman walked step by step to the edge of the stage, she evoked both pity and aroused endless fantasies in the men.
"This humble woman is Yuan Yuan, a courtesan from the Imperial City.
I apologize for my humble performance," she said, bowing to the audience.
Her voice, as clear and melodious as a nightingale's, made her seem like a fairy descended from heaven, so pure and untouched by worldly concerns, so breathtaking and mesmerizing.
Blood Lord, gazing at her, felt a sudden flutter in his heart. Her slender figure, alluring body, and stunning beauty ignited a burning passion within him. A series
of claps rang out from Blood Lord's hands, and following his lead, everyone else joined in.
The songstress, Yuan Yuan, glanced gratefully at Blood Lord and was about to leave when Blood Lord stood up.
"I am Blood Lord, the groom of tomorrow's wedding. Listening to Miss Yuan Yuan's music, it is truly a heavenly melody. Miss Yuan Yuan, would you be so kind as to play another piece?"
As he spoke, Blood Lord inwardly sighed. There was no shortage of beauties in this world; if he hadn't come to Mu Family Manor, how could he have encountered such a beauty?
The songstress Yuan Yuan smiled and said sweetly, "So you're the groom. But I can't decide what piece to play."
Seeing that Xue Tianjun liked it, and that his relatives and friends also enjoyed it, Mu Long stood up and said loudly, "Miss Yuan Yuan, please play another piece. I'll speak to the troupe leader; money is no problem."
With the patron of the Mu family manor speaking up, Yuan Yuan had no reason to refuse. She returned to the zither and sat down, her hands resting on the strings. With a few light strokes, beautiful music began to play again.
Xue Tianjun and Mu Long sat down and continued to enjoy the performance.
Perhaps out of respect for someone, this time Yuan Yuan not only played the zither but also sang an ancient song, "The Fragrance of Peonies." The music, combined with her exquisite voice, created a climax of excitement.
After the music ended, the performance didn't conclude until late at night. Xue
Tianjun excused himself and left early, but instead of returning to the lodgings Mu Long had arranged for him, he went backstage. Looking at the performers sitting or standing backstage, Xue Tianjun saw the singer Yuan Yuan, who had just played the zither.
"Miss Yuan Yuan..."
Xue Tianjun called softly as he approached her.
Yuan Yuan, who had her back to him, was startled. Turning around and seeing Xue Tianjun, she stood up and said sweetly, "Groom, hehe, what brings you here?"
Xue Tianjun laughed, "Don't call me groom, we're not married yet. My name is Xue Tianjun."
Yuan Yuan looked at him and smiled, "My name is Liu Yuan Yuan."
"The song that Miss Yuanyuan played and sang just now truly captivated me, leaving me utterly mesmerized."
Upon hearing this, Yuanyuan covered her mouth and giggled, "How can you praise someone like that? If I made you lose your soul, wouldn't I be a murderer?"
Xue Tianjun regretted his inappropriate praise and immediately corrected himself, "After listening to your performance, it was truly unforgettable, it was..."
Yuanyuan said coquettishly, "You seem to be quite bad at poetry. My performance was only so-so. Why don't you continue watching? My senior brothers and sisters behind me sang better than me."
At this moment, more and more people gathered backstage, and seeing that it was inconvenient to talk, Xue Tianjun invited, "Miss Yuanyuan, do you have a moment?"
"Uh, is there something you need?"
Liu Yuanyuan was used to such advances. No matter where she performed with her troupe, she would be approached by men more or less. However, she did not immediately reject this man named Xue Tianjun.
Xue Tianjun pointed to the crescent moon in the sky and said in a low voice, "I never feel sleepy at night. The night is beautiful tonight, and there's no cool breeze. I wonder if Miss Yuanyuan would do me the honor of strolling around the manor with me?"
Liu Yuanyuan lowered her head and hesitated. This was her first time visiting the Mu Family Manor with her troupe, and the man in front of her was the Mu Family Manor's groom tomorrow. If she agreed, and they were seen strolling together, it would inevitably attract gossip.
"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm tired, so I want to rest early tonight. I have a performance tomorrow,"
Liu Yuanyuan politely declined.
Xue Tianjun nodded knowingly. He thought the same as Liu Yuanyuan. If the two of them walked out from backstage together, they would attract criticism no matter where they went. Of course, Xue Tianjun had no intention of strolling with her; it was just an excuse to take her out and find an opportunity to rekindle their relationship.
"Alright, then I won't disturb Miss Yuanyuan's rest any longer,"
Xue Tianjun said, cupping his hands in greeting, and turned to leave.
Liu Yuanyuan said sweetly, "Wait..."
Turning back to look at her, Xue Tianjun asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"From now on, please call me Sister Yuanyuan. I think Brother Tianjun is a few years older than me, so I can't call you by your name directly. And you shouldn't call me Miss Yuanyuan either; it sounds too formal."
Liu Yuanyuan's cheeks were flushed, and she glanced at Xue Tianjun earnestly.
Hearing her say this, Xue Tianjun smiled and turned to walk away.
Watching his back, Liu Yuanyuan kept watching until he was out of sight before she looked away.
At this time, the Mu Family Manor was much quieter. Walking on the path, Xue Tianjun happily hummed a little tune, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would definitely get his hands on that courtesan Yuanyuan from the capital.
Just as the beautiful image of Liu Yuanyuan playing the zither kept appearing in his mind, Xue Tianjun suddenly looked ahead. He seemed to hear a soft cry, a woman's cry, which sounded more urgent.
He paused, then remembered the three rooms over there, all belonging to the three Mu sisters. His figure shifted abruptly, and Xue Tianjun rushed forward. But just as he reached them, he saw two figures in black leap from the roof of Mu Nianci's house and disappear.
"No way, they dare to steal my wife?"
Xue Tianjun was stunned. He didn't rush to chase after them, because he knew those two wouldn't escape.

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