072 Peeping at King's Bathing Lemon Laugh

  With a loud "bang", the entire roof shattered in an instant, along with a flash of yellow, and Xing Wuyun didn't even have time to react before his body fell straight down. What a coincidence, he landed headfirst into the bathtub.

  He splashed around in the bathtub for a while, and with great difficulty, he finally managed to get his head out. As he looked up, he saw a stunningly beautiful face: her raven hair cascaded down like the finest silk, framing her body, and her silver-gray long gown draped elegantly over her slender neck. The collar of her robe was slightly open, revealing a hint of her fragrant shoulders. Following his gaze downward, he saw that her dark tresses covered the spring scenery on her chest, half-concealing and half-revealing it...

  A slender waist, barely filling one's grasp, a pair of long, smooth, and well-proportioned legs, even the beautiful lotus feet were silently flirting, issuing an enticing invitation...

  Xing Wuyun thought it was just his eyes playing tricks on him, so he blinked hard with those peach blossom eyes of his. The person in front of him had a stunning appearance, no doubt about that, but compared to her demeanor, it seemed somewhat dull. Her phoenix-like eyes were filled with laughter, smiling and charming, with a hint of mystery, as if veiled by mist, exuding an alluring charm, the corners of her moist lips slightly upturned, her red lips slightly parted, seemingly inviting someone to take a sip of her fragrance.

  Xing Wuyun seemed to have gone a bit crazy, and his brain was somewhat muddled. He sat stupidly in the bathtub, staring blankly at Feng Ao Tian, pointing at her with his hand. Wasn't he aware that the person in front of him was a man? He must have thought that the person who appeared before him was an absolute beauty, exuding a seductive charm from every pore, a woman who seemed to be tempting men all the time, stirring their nerves.

  He suddenly covered his forehead, muttering, "It's all over... it's all over..." Then, he raised his eyes, closed them, and slid his body into the bathtub.

  Mo Han rushed in as soon as he heard the commotion inside, Feng Ao Tian looked at Xing Wu Yun like that, then raised his palm and shattered the bathtub in front of him. He turned around swiftly, his black hair dancing wildly, water splashing everywhere. At this moment, she was like a whirling enchantress, emitting an alluring and bewildering fragrance.

  Mo Han stood still, gazing at Feng Ao Tian who had just landed before him. He looked a bit dazed, his cold and stern face shrouded in a layer of mist, his dark eyes flashing with a hint of chilliness. He stared blankly at her, his usual majestic demeanor stripped away, yet still captivating as ever. He lowered his head, "Your Highness, what happened?"

  Feng Ao Tian lowered his gaze, looking at himself without revealing anything, picked up the outer cloak beside him and put it on, turned around, looked at Xing Wu Yun who was lying on the wet ground, still closing his eyes, with a ghostly expression, "Take off his clothes and throw him out to feed the wolves."

  "Yes." Mu Han's heart, which had suddenly skipped a beat just now, slowly calmed down as he walked forward steadily. However, when he passed by her side, he could still smell a faint fragrance emanating from her body. He glanced sideways and happened to meet her cold, serene gaze. Hastily, he turned around and continued walking forward.

  Xing Wuyun listened to Feng Ao Tian's command and quickly got up from the ground, intending to move forward. However, upon seeing Feng Ao Tian, he suddenly remembered what he had just seen and hastily took a step back. "Your Highness, I didn't see anything."

  "How dare you peek at me while I'm bathing, throwing you out to feed the wolves is already a light punishment." Feng Ao Tian said coldly, turning his back and no longer looking at him.

  Ye Mei Hui heard the commotion and also hastily flew over wearing only her undergarments. When she saw Feng Ao Tian's appearance, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked down to see his slender, creamy white legs exposed outside of his pants, as well as his jade-like feet on the ground. She quickly rushed forward, "Sir, are you alright?"

  Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Xuan, who had just bathed and was wearing a red dress that accentuated her alluring figure. He couldn't help but be captivated by her charm. Then he turned to Feng Ao Tian, also a man, and wondered how he could be so enchanted by her. Moreover... he had even transformed her into a woman's appearance in his mind. Thinking about this, he suddenly felt that he must have been too entangled with her lately and hadn't been intimate with women, which led to such a reaction. He thought to himself that it was time for him to go find a woman.

  However, for now, what needs to be solved is how to leave safely. "Your Highness, I really didn't mean to and I didn't see anything."

  Yè Mèi Hūn raised her eyes, looking at Xiāo Wú Yún, and immediately pulled down her face, taking a step forward, blocking Fèng ào Tiān behind her. "Hey, what are you doing here?"

  Xing Wuyun looked at Ye Mei Xi, "That... this... I've always liked to travel around, but it's just a casual outing."

  "Is it?" Feng Ao Tian coldly snorted, "Are you just casually strolling out of the military camp?"

  Mo Han Yao naturally knew Xing Wu Yun, he glanced sideways, looking at Feng Ao Tian, with his long hair scattered about like the previous night. Could it be that he knew he was a man, yet still looked at him as if he were a woman?

  He lowered his eyes and stood still, looking at Xing Wuyun's free and easy smile. How did he get involved? It seemed that he was quite familiar with the Regent King.

  "Your Highness, I really didn't see anything." Xing Wuyun hastily said beside him, but the important parts were not seen at all.

  Feng Ao Tian's eyes shot out a cold light, "If everyone saw it, how can you still stand here unscathed?"

  Xing Wuyun suddenly felt a strong killing intent, "That Prince, apart from feeding the wolf, it's up to you."

  Feng Ao Tian turned around, staring at Xing Wu Yun for a while, then pulled Ye Mei Xi to his side, "Do a task for me, if you succeed, I'll let you go."

  "What's the big deal?" Xing Wuyun thought, after all, it was just going to kill someone. As long as he didn't have to strip naked and feed wolves, killing people could be considered a good exercise for his fists and feet.

  "Aren't you a womanizer?" Feng Ao Tian took a step forward, gazing at her with a hint of slyness on the corner of his mouth.

  Xing Wuyun suddenly felt a chill on his back, staring at her red lips shining with luster. He hastily withdrew his gaze and met hers, "That's natural, if I don't have a woman by my side for a day, I feel that life is dull."

  She raised her hand, lightly hooked, Xing Wuyun's eyes widened, his lips were already on her cheek, and a soft voice came from beside her ear, making him feel numb all over, his nose filled with the fragrance of her hair, a pair of peach blossom eyes shining brightly, gazing at the white skin in front of him, he felt that this man was absolutely a demon who stole people's hearts, he suddenly thought she was too dangerous, and it would be better to avoid her in the future.

  "Go on a boat trip and hook up the second wife of the boatman's boss." Feng Ao Tian said, his body took a step back, creating distance between them, and saw his stunned expression.

  Xing Wuyun suddenly remembered Feng Ao Tian's words and was shocked again. "Prince, didn't you say that it's not allowed for your subordinates to touch other women?"

  "Do you dare to touch?" Feng Ao Tian shouted loudly.

  "I don't dare." Xing Wuyun hastily replied, if he said he dared, he wouldn't have to go back tonight, but, let him seduce a married woman? He had never done that before, in the past, it was just flirting and playing around, at most, just hugging each other, if it really came down to physical intimacy, he couldn't do it.

  "Death or seduction, choose one." Feng Ao Tian no longer looked at him and continued forward, pulling Ye Xiao Huan's hand towards the door. "General Mu, if he wants to die, don't be polite."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao now felt himself being drawn into the whirlpool, his mind filled with the image of Feng Ao Tian's long hair scattered and his expression. Adding to that was the scene he had just witnessed when he came in, which made him a bit dazed.

  Xing Wuyun stood still, not even noticing the wet clothes on his body, his dripping hair continuously dropping water droplets. Wasn't it just to seduce an old woman?

  He looked up and glanced at Mu Han Yao beside him, then squeezed out four words, "I don't want to die." After that, he flew away.

  Inside the house, Mu Han stood still in his original position until a warm and gentle voice sounded, "Mu Big Brother, why are you still here?"

  Mo Han turned around and saw Lan Jing walking over, wearing his outer robe. He looked at the mess on the ground. Just now when the incident happened, he had also rushed over, but no one paid attention to his presence, and he didn't think it was necessary either, so he stood aside.

  "I'll send someone to fix this place tomorrow, I'm leaving first, you rest well." Mu Han came back to his senses, restrained his emotions and said lightly before turning around and leaving.

  Lan Yun Shu gazed at the scene before her, recalling Feng Ao Tian's appearance just now, which was surprisingly stunning. It was something she had never seen in all these years at the Regent Prince's Manor. Perhaps this was her true nature after all. He slowly turned around and returned to the inner hall.

  Feng Ao Tian led Ye Mei Xi into the house, raised her eyes, and saw Ye Mei Xi staring at her in a daze. Her eyes slightly sank, "What are you looking at me for?"

  "Grandpa is really beautiful." Ye Mei Xi responded without thinking, and the scene of them entwining together flashed in her mind, instantly lowering her eyelids, a blush spreading across her cheeks.

  Feng Ao Tian raised his hand and slapped him hard on the head, "If you dare to have any more wild thoughts, I'll kick you out."

  "Sir..." Ye Mei Xi raised her eyes, her beautiful eyes shining with moisture, "Sir, I'll help you change your clothes."

  Feng Ao Tian raised an eyebrow, gazing at the cunning flash in his eyes, and then waved his hand, sending him tumbling onto the bed.

  She turned around and saw Mu Han walking in from afar, still wearing her armor. She stepped forward, "Still not going to take a bath?"

  "Yes." Mu Han nodded and replied, passing by her side and entering behind the screen.

  Feng Ao Tian walked into another room, changed into a cheongsam, and then came out to see Ye Mei Xi lying on the bed with a seductive posture, her charming eyes gazing at her.

  She slightly pouted, then got onto the bed, and was immediately wrapped in Ye Huan's arms, with his head lowered to kiss her delicate red lips, gently sucking on them.

  Phoenix Arrogant slightly narrowed her phoenix eyes, conforming to him, their lips and teeth intertwined, exuding a hint of sweetness. Night Demon Huan boldly slid his hand over her jade foot, gently kneading it, his fingertips slowly moving upwards, the sensation was extremely good, making him reluctant to let go. Unbeknownst to him, his hand had already lifted the hem of her right leg's long pants, step by step approaching closer, until he caressed the outside of her thigh. Phoenix Arrogant then flipped over, pinning him beneath her, raised her hand, and pressed his hands against the top of his head, lightly biting his earlobe, "You're getting more and more reckless."

  "Grandfather..." Ye Mei's face was filled with a hint of resentment, her body swaying gently as she gazed at him with sparkling eyes.

  After taking a cold shower, he came out and saw the romantic scene on the bed. He suddenly turned around and was about to rush out of the door, but seeing such a picture, he suddenly felt very dazzling.

  Feng Ao Tian got up from Ye Mei Hui's body at night and looked at Mu Han Yao's back, "Where are you going?"

  "I'll go find Xuan and see where he's resting." Mu Han said as she stepped out of the room.

  "Come here." Feng Ao Tian's tone turned gloomy.

  Yè mèi huì piē zhe zuǐ, bù mǎn de zhù shì zhe fèng ào tiān huá luò zài wài de xiāng jiān, tòu zhe mí rén de guāng zé, tā wēi wēi qǐ shēn, qīng wěn zhe nà xī huá de jī ròu, shuāng shǒu yǐ jiù bèi tā jìn suǒ, kě shì, shuāng jiǎo yǐ rán bù ān fēn de mó cuō zhe tā de shuāng tuǐ.

  Mu Han turned around, a hint of displeasure hidden in his cold eyes. He walked into the bed with a poker face, lay down sideways, and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

  Feng Ao Tian Che looked at Ye Miao Hui with a cold gaze, "Make another move and I'll throw you out."

  "Father..." Ye Mei Xing mournfully whispered.

  Mo Han listened intently to this sweet and charming voice, tightly closing his eyes for a moment, suddenly having an urge to kill someone.

  Feng Ao Tian Leng Mou gave another warning to Ye Mei Xi, and he calmed down, then turned his head, no longer looking at her.

  Feng Ao Tian loosened his hands, and he hastily pulled up the brocade quilt to cover himself, turning his back on her.

  "Are you trying to provoke me?" Feng Ao Tian said in a deep voice, thinking that his temper was getting worse and worse today.

  "Enchanting doesn't dare." Night Enchanting coldly snorted and closed her eyes, no longer speaking.

  Feng Ao Tian didn't bother to respond, turned around, stretched out his hand and took Mu Han Yao's waist from behind, embracing him. The broad back always gave people a sense of security, like a copper wall and iron bastion, allowing her to have a brief respite.

  Mo Han Yao's body tensed up, feeling the softness behind him. He lowered his head, looking at the hands wrapped around his waist, under the silver moonlight, exuding a intoxicating glow.

  His deep eyes flashed a hint of coldness, he was not good at expressing emotions, and even more not good at handling such situations, could only remain silent, ignoring her, letting her be.

  Feng Ao Tian didn't mind, but when she was tired, it was good to have a back to lean on.

  As soon as Ye Mei Xian turned her head, she saw Feng Ao Tian and Mu Han Yao embracing each other. A hint of sadness flashed in his eyes. Was it because he had been too forceful? Or did she ultimately have reservations about him?

  Feng Ao Tian's cheek gently rubbed against Mu Han Yao's back, and then fell into a deep sleep.

  That night, apart from her, Ye Huan and Mu Han Yang did not sleep all night, one was because of excessive sorrow, the other was too nervous.

  Xing Wuyun returned to his tent, lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He looked up at the sky and let out a loud cry, while scratching his cheeks and rubbing his head. After struggling for three hours, he still couldn't figure it out, so he hugged two jars of wine until dawn.

  The next day, he woke up at noon. He slightly opened his eyes and a strong sunlight pierced his eyes. He quickly closed them again, then reopened them to see a flash of red standing in front of him. He suddenly lifted his foot and kicked towards the red figure, but it easily dodged out of the way. Unwilling to give up, he kicked again, still missing. Next, he picked up a nearby wine jug and threw it over, immediately followed by another one, which he hurled with great force.

  "Go and seal the wine cellar, pass down the order, wherever Xing Wu Yun goes, he is not allowed to drink." A voice that was not loud or showy, with a careless and superior tone, floated in the air.

  Xing Wuyun suddenly lost his energy and lay back on the ground, "All those with a demonic appearance are ruthless guys, including that human-faced beast-hearted regent."

  "It serves you right." Still that pleasant voice.

  "Hey, Wei Zuo Mo, were you owed by him in your past life or did he owe you? How come this life you can't even have a peaceful day?" Xing Wu Yun hastily sat up, raised his eyes and gazed at the enchanting red color in front of him. Suddenly, the image of Feng Ao Tian from last night flashed through his mind, and immediately another wave of anger surged up, "I want women!"

  "Go outside and look." The man in front of him still had a veil over his face, the cinnabar on his forehead shining with a dazzling light, replied in a calm tone.

  "Don't you have this?" Xing Wuyun stood up extremely shamelessly and sat down on a stone bench beside him, propping his head up. "Oh, I forgot, you don't lack women, nor men, nor status, nor money. You have everything, wealth, power, status, what do you lack?"

  "Missing heart." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, looking at the dazzling sunlight in front of him. He was born without a heart, neither liking nor disliking, feeling no pain, and knowing no joy.

  "It's just right, I'm short of breath and you're short of heart, we make a perfect pair." Xing Wuyun stepped forward, reaching out to put his hand on Wei Zimeng's shoulder.

  "Have him thoroughly clean this entire courtyard, including the place where he got drunk, ten times over. Not a single whiff of smell should remain." Wei Zimo said indifferently and turned to leave.

  Xing Wuyun fell to the ground again, staring at that enchanting red figure as it walked away. Wei Zimo would never let anyone get within ten steps of him; except for him, being able to approach within three steps was already his limit of tolerance.

  He curled his lip in distaste at the creature - when would it ever be normal?

  In an instant, he was lifted off the ground and carried away. Someone then came with a bucket of water to clean the spot where he had lain.

  About half an hour later, Xing Wuyun walked out refreshed and looked at Wei Zimeng sitting behind the curtains, "I'm going to be away for a few days, if you have anything, just send me a message."

  "Where are we going?" Wei Zimo gently stroked the strings of the guqin in front of him and asked softly.

  "Of course, I'm looking for a woman, where else can I go?" Xing Wuyun thought that he had actually asked this charming young man to seduce an old woman, and felt that it was a waste of his talents. However, who made him see something he shouldn't have seen last night? Curiosity really is the death of a person.

  He picked up a pear from the table in front of him, took a bite and threw it away with a flick of his wrist. "It's really sour."

  A beautiful face full of disdain, turns around with a flourish and walks away leisurely.

  "Master, are you going with Young Master Xing?" a cold voice asked.

  "It's not needed." Wei Zimo raised his eyes, gazing at the back of Xing Wuyun as he left. His beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of cold melancholy, and he lowered his head to stroke the strings of his zither.

  The two Huai rivers are the largest water transportation in Fengguo, connecting the north-south traffic artery of the entire country, and also the economic lifeline. Feng Ao Tian is now on a boat, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the river in front of him. The territory of Fengguo belongs to the south-north direction of the continent, sharing a river with Qiguo. Two hundred years ago, Fengguo and Qiguo were once a country called Fengqiguo. At that time, this continent experienced a turmoil, which did not affect the status of the three major powers, but affected various small countries. Eight small countries turned into twelve small countries overnight, and Qiguo was one of them that split from Fengqiguo. Since then, Fengqiguo became two countries: Fengguo and Qiguo. For many years, border wars have been continuous, and the two countries are like fire and water.

  At night, Xi Huan put on a cloak for her and said, "It's really windy."

  Feng Ao Tian turned his gaze, looking at Ye Mei Xi, "I heard that Wu Yue Guo is one of the twelve small countries, with the most open-minded people and customs. The people there are bold and unrestrained, good at singing and dancing, especially producing beautiful women."

  Yè Mèi Hūn stood beside Feng Ao Tian's body, gazing into the distance, as if reminiscing, "Can't remember anymore."

  Feng Ao Tian grasped his hand tightly, "What else do you remember?"

  "Now, I just want to remember Grandpa." Ye Mei Xuan turned her eyes, smiling lightly.

  "Alright, you only remember me. No matter what danger you encounter, you must remember me." Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and stroked his face, "You should remember that your body belongs to me."

  "Good." Ye Mei nodded and pulled her into his arms. The more he did so, the more he couldn't bear to leave.

  Standing alone on the bridgehead, gazing out at the vast expanse of the river before him, a hint of melancholy flashed across his cold eyes. How much longer could this kingdom last?

  She glanced over, looking at the two people leaning on each other at the bridgehead. She remembered that she had once held her hand, and the two of them strolled through the grassland. She said that one day, she would be proud of this world. So, how far is this day? How long can he hold on?

  Lan Xuan stood beside Mu Han's distant body, "The country is broken and the mountains and rivers remain, but I don't know what night it is tonight."

  Mù Hán let out a deep sigh, "Perhaps, one day, this country will still exist, and home will remain the same."

  Feng Ao Tian turned around, looking at the desolate backs of the two people, a hint of gloom flashing in her eyes. This world was already filled with desolation, and there were too many things she needed to save.

  Along the river, the boat moved slowly, and Lan Jing had already walked to her side, "Your Highness, this is where the official salt was robbed."

  Feng Ao Tian gazed at the river in front of him and turned to Lan Jing Shu, "Do you know which direction the wind was blowing that day?"

  Lan Yun opened the book in her arms and looked at it, then replied, "It's a southeast wind."

  "Feng Ao Tian stood up and looked in the direction of the southeast wind, 'Bring me the topographic map of this place.'"

  "Yes." Lan Jing Shu replied, and immediately unfolded the topographic map.

  Feng Ao Tian looked at the topographic map, "If it was a southeast wind that day, where would be the most advantageous hiding point for the ship?"

  So saying, Ye Xuan and Lan Yun looked at each other, while Mu Han Yao looked around and then pointed in the direction in front of him, "It should be this place."

  Feng Ao Tian looked at Mu Han Yao, nodded slightly, then turned to Lan Jing Shu, "Can you go check this place?"

  "I've searched, but there's nothing to be found." Lan Jing said, looking at the spot in front of her.

  "Accompany me to take a look." Feng Ao Tian looked at Ye Mei Xi and Mu Han Yao, "You two wait here."

  "Grandfather, let Mei Xi accompany you," said Ye Mei Xi, looking at Feng Ao Tian.

  "The two of you observe the current situation and take note of it every moment." Feng Ao Tian said.

  "Yes." Ye Mei Xi answered reluctantly, but also understandingly.

  "Yes." Murong Yan replied immediately.

  Phoenix Arrogant stretched out his hand, embracing Lan Yunshu's book, and lightly tapped his toes, flying towards the hidden point they had inferred. Lan Yunshu leaned against Phoenix Arrogant's chest, feeling a bit awkward. In an instant, the two landed on the ground. Phoenix Arrogant let go of him and slowly moved forward, carefully observing.

  Because of this matter happening afterwards, it has been delayed for too long. Now if there are any remaining traces, they will certainly not be found. The Blue Crystal Book was not discovered, which is also a reasonable thing.

  Lan Jing stood still, gazing at Feng Ao Tian's figure, and then began to search again. Feng Ao Tian looked at the trees in front of him and the green grass on the ground, picked them up for a moment, and then slowly walked forward along the shore, until he walked one zhang away. She squatted down and saw the mark of the rope, as well as some bamboo baskets.

  She picked it up, sniffed it lightly, and Lan Xuan also followed up to look at the bamboo basket on the ground, then picked it up and smelled it, "It seems that these bamboo baskets should be about two months old."

  "How did you know?" Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Yun Shu, with a hint of joy in his eyebrows and eyes.

  "I used to learn from a master craftsman." Lan Yunshu looked at Feng Ao Tian and replied respectfully.

  Feng Ao Tian stretched out his hand and pulled Lan Jing Shu's hand into his arms, "Take a look, have you found anything?"

  "There are marks of rope here, and in order to attract attention, new grass has been covered over them." Lan Jingxue continued.

  "How come you didn't notice before?" Feng Ao Tian and Lan Xuan Shu were extremely close.

  Lan Jing's book turned around, and he could touch Feng Ao Tian's cheek. He looked ahead and said in a low voice, "Before, I made a mistake in direction and didn't notice this place, but went downstream, it was my negligence."

  "It's not too late to know now." Feng Ao Tian looked at Lan Jun Shu, "Let's go back to the boat."

  As she spoke, she immediately hugged Lan Jing Shu and flew towards the boat, landing on the bow. Feng Ao Tian looked at Ye Yan Hui and asked, "Did you all remember?"

  "Alright, got it." Ye Xiao Hui said, then squatted down, took out a cup of water, dipped her finger in the water and wrote on the wooden boat.

  Mo Han also walked forward, squatted down, and began to write. Feng Ao Tian looked at the statistics in front of him, deducing the wind direction that night, then shifted his gaze to a low-lying area in the southeast, "Let's go take a look."

  Mu Han Yao looked at Feng Ao Tian's line of sight, somewhat puzzled. Ye Mei Xi had already flown towards that place. Feng Ao Tian turned to Mu Han Yao and Lan Jing Shu, "If I'm guessing correctly, you'd better show your true skills."

  Lan Yun hastily bowed his head and replied warmly, "Yes, your subject obeys!"

  Mu Han gazed at Feng Ao Tian from afar, her eyes slightly dim. Was she always like this to the people around her?

  Feng Ao Tian raised his eyes and met Mu Han Yao's gaze, a sly smile spreading across the corner of his mouth. "Let's go."

  As he spoke, he took the Blue Crystal Book and flew away, Mu Han followed closely behind. The three of them descended and saw that Ye Yan's figure had vanished without a trace.

  Feng Ao Tian's eyes dimmed for a moment as he looked at Mu Han Yao, "Protect the Jing Shu well, be careful."

  "Yes." Murong Yu's low voice replied.

  Feng Ao Tian hastily flew after him, chasing for a good half an hour, until he arrived at a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. Only then did he hear Ye Xiao's low hum of a voice. She secretly thought it was not good and quickly followed the sound, darting through the forest.

  Before long, a ghostly mask flashed by, and a palm was swung towards Ye Xuan. She gathered her strength, spun around, and blocked the attack in front of Ye Xuan, catching the palm.

  Feng Ao's eyes gleamed coldly as he stared at the ghost mask in front of him, "Who are you?"

  "You don't need to know." The ghostly mask said in a low voice, and then turned around and disappeared without a trace.

  Feng Ao Tian turned around, and saw the bloodstain at the corner of Ye Mei Xi's mouth. He was covering his chest, with a faint smile on his face. As he looked at her, she hastily stepped forward to support him, "Are you alright?"

  "It doesn't matter." Ye Mei Xi said softly, and then fell into her arms.

  Feng Ao Tian hastily sat down cross-legged and began to channel his energy to heal his wounds, as time slowly passed by.

  Lan Yun and Mu Han Yao carefully observed, "Any discovery?"

  "This place is indeed where the smuggled salt was unloaded." Lan Jingxuan looked at the shallow cart tracks on the ground, half-squatted down and followed the tracks, then parted the grass beside him, picked up a crystal-like white grain, put it in his mouth, raised his eyes and looked at Mu Han Yao, "It's official salt."

  "Where did they transport the official salt?" Mu Han asked, looking at Lan Jing Shu.

  Lan Xuan's book followed the wheel tracks and walked forward slowly, Mu Han Yao immediately followed, carefully observing all directions, but in her heart she was worried about Feng Ao Tian, estimating the time, she had already left for an hour.

  The two of them walked further and further away, until they reached the bamboo forest in front of them, and then there was no trace. Lan Jing Shu raised her eyes and looked at Mu Han Yao, "There's no mark left."

  "But looking at it, there is no sign of damage." Murong Yao said immediately.

  "This is strange, could there be a secret passage here?" Lan Jun looked at Mu Han Yao and asked.

  "Hmm, let's take a look around." Mu Han Yao said, then followed the tire tracks, squatted down on the ground, and carefully tapped.

  Lan Yun Shu lowered his head and looked forward, seeing countless footprints. In front of him, many bamboo stalks were bent or broken, scattered all over the ground. He walked forward, parted them, and saw a few white granules. A gust of wind blew, and he felt something falling from above. He reached out to catch it, and was puzzled - how could salt grains fall from the air? He raised his eyes, and saw that the bamboo stalks were swaying in the wind. He lowered his gaze, staring at the ground, a hint of surprise flashing across his warm and gentle eyes. He turned his head, looking towards Mu Han Yao in the distance, "Mu Da Ge, I found it."

  Mo Han Yu hastily got up from the ground and saw that behind Lan Jing Shu, dozens of black-clothed men suddenly jumped out and hacked towards him. He was shocked, drew out the dagger at his waist, "Jing Shu, be careful!"

  Lan Yun turned his head and saw a man in black clothes stabbing towards him. He retreated continuously, tripped over the bamboo under his feet, and his palm was scratched by the bamboo tip. The knife was already chopping towards him.

  He hastily dodged to one side, the knife slicing through his sleeve, and a large patch of blood flowed out from his arm. He quickly got up, Mu Han rushed forward, blocking in front of him, protecting him.

  The men in black grew more numerous and suddenly attacked Mu Han Yao together. For a time, the bamboo forest was filled with flashing knives and swords, extremely dangerous.

  Lan Jing Shu looked at Mu Han Yao and said, "Mu Big Brother, you go first."

  "No way, I promised the king to protect you." Mu Han swung his dagger and killed two black-clad men who were rushing over, then pulled Lan Junshu and flew away.

  However, dozens of black-clad men rushed out from the front and surrounded them, but unfortunately, as the sky grew darker, the soldiers on the ship could no longer see what was happening.

  In the forest, Feng Ao Tian slowly retracted his palm and helped Ye Mei Xi up. Hearing the sound of weapons not far away, he hastily took him and flew away.

  "Master, Mei Xi is fine, let me down."

  "Cut the nonsense." Feng Ao Tian said in a low voice, as he turned and landed beside Mu Han Yao. He looked at the black-clad man before him, his eyes flashing with a hint of coldness, "Looking for death."

  She said in a low voice, then released Ye Mei, gathered her internal force with both palms, turned around and rose up. The cold air in her palm swung outwards as she rotated, and the black-clothed men surrounding them instantly fell to the ground.

  Feng Ao Tian descended majestically, lowered his head, and helped Ye Mei Xi up. He looked at Lan Jun Shu beside him with fresh blood on his arm, "Take him back to the ship first."

  "Yes." Mu Han Yao responded, and immediately took off with Lan Jing's book.

  Feng Ao Tian brought Ye Mei Xi, and when he looked at the ship in front of him, he shouted, "Han Yao, come back!"

  Mo Han Yao heard Feng Ao Tian's command, his toes were already treading on the water surface. When he saw that the soldiers brought by the boat in front of him had been killed, and there were arrows shooting towards them.

  He hastily turned around, Lan Jing Shu raised his eyes and saw an arrow shooting straight at Mu Han Yao's back. He quickly pushed him away, the arrow pierced his chest, and he fell into the river, submerged in the turbulent water, drifting downstream, and disappeared from sight.

  Mu Han Yao was about to jump down and grab him, but Feng Ao Tian directly pulled her to the shore, "Take Mei Xiang back to the camp and wait for me."

  A cold voice accompanied by a streak of silver-gray color disappeared before his eyes.

  Mo Han stood steadily on the shore, his eyes dazed. Ye Xuan struggled to prop himself up, slowly making his way in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

  Mu Han Yao rushed forward and supported him, then flew towards the command tent.

  Feng Ao Tian seized the opportunity to take a step ahead of Mu Han, and fell into the river. As she flowed with the water, she saw a patch of blood from afar, as well as Lán Jǐng Shū's figure. Seeing that the river in front was getting wider and swifter, she looked at a large rock in front of her, pushed off with force, then spun around, and just as Lán Jǐng Shū's body was about to collide with the rock, she pulled him into her arms, holding him tightly, and submerged into the river.

  As soon as Mu Hanjin entered the Regent's palace, he felt a sharp pain in his heart and hastily opened the brocade pouch in his arms. He saw a red glow flashing inside, and his eyes flickered with a hint of darkness. His toes lightly touched the ground, and in an instant, he vanished without a trace.

  Because of his speed, the Regent's dark guards had not yet reacted and could no longer see his tracks.

  Mo Hanjin descended with a whirl and landed at an old abandoned mansion, then entered the house, waved his hand, touched the wall, and entered a secret passage, arriving at a secluded paradise.

  Two men in green shirts with veils over their faces hurried forward and replied, "Your subordinates pay respects to the respected master."

  "I'll bring him back on the snowy path." Mu Hanjin said in a deep voice, changing from his usual elegant demeanor, with a flash of cold and severe light in his eyes.

  "Yes." The man in green clothes replied and immediately retreated.

  Mu Hanjin covered her heart with her hand, raised her eyes and looked at the tribal emblem in front of her. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and her jade-like face was shrouded in a misty cloud that couldn't be seen clearly. Before long, a pure white horse like jade was led over. When it saw Mu Hanjin, the horse neighed several times. Compared to the proud snow-white color, the horse's coat was crystal clear and translucent.

  Mu Hanjin flew onto the horse's back, sitting upright and stroking its mane. "Treading Snow, this time it's up to you."

  Treading on snow, shaking his head, and then taking him away in an instant.

  "Treading on snow is unknown to outsiders, only our own people know. Now that the master has brought it out, I'm afraid the world will be in turmoil again." A man in a green robe said.

  Everyone knows that Ao Xue is a fine steed, but few know that Tuo Xue is a divine horse. Another man in green clothes said, "However, looking at your master's worried face, I'm afraid this matter is also very urgent."

  "We have been waiting for your orders, Master. Now that you've finally returned, we're overjoyed."

  "Me too."

  Mo Han brought Ye Weixi back to his tent, placing her on the bed before turning around and leaving.

  "Where are you going?" Ye Mei Xing asked, propping herself up.

  "I'll be waiting outside, call me if you need anything." Mu Han's face was cold and stern, without a hint of expression.

  "Aren't you going to look for her?" Ye Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of anger as she asked in a low voice.

  "The prince has an order, letting me wait for her at the temporary palace, I don't dare not to follow." Mu Han said in a low and distant voice, then stepped out of the room.

  Ye Mei slowly sat up, then crossed her legs and sat down. No, he had to go find her. Then he held his breath and concentrated, circulating his Qi to heal his injuries.

  Feng Ao Tian held onto Lan Yun Shu as they drifted downstream, unaware of how long they had been drifting. She felt his body growing colder and colder, turned her head, saw a floating log, quickly grabbed it, and then used all her strength to push him onto the riverbank. As she patted the nearby cliff edge, she slowly fell beside Lan Yun Shu.

  She hastily sat down on the ground, holding the blue crystal book in her arms, stretched out her hand to feel his pulse, fortunately still breathing, looked at the arrows on his body, got up, and carried him into her arms, walking forward.

  At this moment, it was already deep in the night. The cold moonlight shone on the two people's wet and thin bodies, revealing waves of chilliness. Feng Ao Tian turned his head to look at Lan Jun Shu, "Jun Shu, wake up!"

  The blue crystal book in her arms didn't react at all, she quickened her pace, and after much difficulty found a cave, where she placed him against the wall, using the most primitive method to ignite a pile of straw, then laid him flat on the dry grass.

  Feng Ao Tian undid the wet clothes on his body, looked at the arrow feathers, and hastily searched his own chest, only to find that all the medicine had been washed away. She pushed her palm, transferring a thread of internal energy into his body, then stood up, rushed out of the cave, and searched for hemostatic herbs.

  Lan Yun felt as if she was in a skating rink, her body floating as if it had no strength at all. However, her heart ached to the point of being unbearable.

  Feng Ao Tian hastily entered the cave with the herbal medicine, rushed to Lán Juàn Shū's side, one hand pressing against his body, and the other hand swiftly pulling out the arrow from his chest. Fresh blood gushed out, directly splashing onto her face. She didn't bother to wipe it off, putting the herbs into her mouth, chewing them, then applying them to his chest.

  "Hmm..." Lan Jing Shu muttered, unable to hold back a low hum.

  Phoenix bowed her head, kissed his dry lips, and transferred the herbal liquid from between her lips into his mouth. After a while, she always felt his pulse return to normal, and she let out a sigh of relief. She tore off the hem of her own clothes, wrapped him up with the brocade cloth, closed his shirt, looked down at the bloodstains on her body, got up, and walked towards the outside of the cave.

  The sky outside had already brightened, Feng Ao Tian followed the small path and soon saw a small stream. He hurried to the side of the stream, half-squatting down to wash the bloodstains off his face clean. Turning around, he saw a large area of bamboo, Feng Ao Tian spun around and landed on the bamboo, using his palm force to chop down a piece of bamboo, making it into a bamboo tube, then drinking water, before turning around to leave.

  When she returned to the cave, however, Lan Jing's figure was nowhere to be seen...

  Digression

  Good night, first update 10,000 words, latest by 12 o'clock will have second update, hehehe...... goodnight~!