Jiang Yueling has never really thought about why Yan Wulu likes her?
Because she's afraid of the answers she might get.
The other party is the prince of Zhenbei, with a majestic appearance, a tall and straight posture, and a noble temperament.
Moreover, the other party seems to have great patience with every woman...
Jiang Yueling initially thought that the other person was only special to herself.
But the subsequent reality immediately taught her a lesson.
There is nothing wrong with Jiang Yueling for Zhang Chunhua being able to be with the prince. The other person is actually more qualified than him. The only thing that makes him better than Zhang Chunhua is that he comes from the Jiang family, a sword-making family.
But in fact, for Zhenbei Palace...
Whether you are from the Jiang family or from a maid, they are all from the same commoner background.
From that day on, Jiang Yueling stopped asking for anything else.
"I wish to have the person of my heart, and we will never be apart until we grow old together."
This poem was the only time in her life that she uttered it...
Because she knows that the person she likes will not be a "one-hearted person" (1).
So, she decided to enjoy the moment...
Jiang Yueling enjoyed spending time with Yan Wulu, the prince of Zhenbei.
It would be better if no one else bothered me.
I spent a few months like this, a bit like self-deception.
Today, in the Medicine King Valley, Jiang Yueling came up with the most common-sense answer, the answer to his original question.
"Why does Yan Wulu like himself?"
"Yan Wulu never liked Jiang Yueling, but just a woman with a Taiyin physique."
This was the first thing that came to Jiang Yueling's mind after she learned that her Taiyin physique had attracted Yao Zhihong's attention.
At that time, almost everyone was discussing how to respond to Yao Zhihong's request...
Escape or fight?
But Jiang Yueling was the only one whose mind was filled with these words——
"Yan Wulu never liked Jiang Yueling, but just a woman with a Taiyin physique."
She suddenly realized that those unrivaled favors that she had received in the past, like those of a prince and a royal concubine, had lasted for a long time, but now that she thought about it, they were just what she needed for martial arts practice.
How is it different from a training furnace?
Jiang Yueling even felt that maybe, if she didn't have this Taiyin physique, she might not even be as good as Zhang Chunhua's finger in the other person's heart.
Even if you already know all the so-called "truths".
But when Yan Wulu asked her what she thought, Jiang Yueling still chose to listen to the other party without hesitation and choose the best choice for the other party.
Jiang Yueling laughed at herself inwardly...
She discovered that it was herself who had already completely fallen in love with Yan Wulu.
She fell hopelessly in love with him.
How ironic this is.
Even if you know that the other party may be just because of Taiyin's constitution...
But Jiang Yueling was thinking in her heart, as long as the other party could let her stay by his side, even if it was really because of his Taiyin physique, what's the big deal?
Jiang Yueling discovered that between the two of them, it turned out that the one who really couldn't live without each other was himself.
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After taking the ecstasy drug made by Xue Gu.
Jiang Yueling has never been able to control her body...
After being groomed by the maids of Snow Valley, Jiang Yueling could only lie quietly on the bluestone table, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Cave Palace.
There is a different world.
Jiang Yueling once again saw the person she had longed for.
The prince of Zhenbei.
No matter what the circumstances, he directly touched Jiang Yueling's heart.
Although his plan seemed to have failed, Jiang Yueling had no intention of blaming the other party.
Jiang Yueling just wants to see the other person now...
It would be better if you could lean on his shoulders.
Because Jiang Yueling felt so tired...
Maybe it's because of the Ecstasy drug.
Jiang Yueling felt a little sleepy.
"...Jiang Yueling is my prince's woman!"
"...You alone want to touch her?!"
Yan Wulu's voice, filled with all his emotions, brought Jiang Yueling back to his senses again...
The beautiful eyes that had been closed suddenly opened at this moment.
Yan Wulu was covered in blood, but he was still handsome and majestic. He slowly stepped forward with a long sword, just like a husband who came to take his wife home.
There were tears in Jiang Yueling's eyes...
She didn't know why she was like this.
She just felt——
It turns out that he loves me too!
At the very least, at this moment, the only woman in the other person's heart is himself.
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Snow Valley Cave.
Jiang Yueling was trapped on the stone table, which was a bluestone table used for gathering yin and replenishing yang.
There was a piece of fine red silk covering it, and underneath it was the completely naked Jiang Yueling.
In Yan Wulu's hand, the spear was broken and the arrows were all gone.
He used various attack methods to try to recapture Jiang Yueling, but they all ended in failure without a doubt.
At this moment, Yan Wulu was also covered in blood and was seriously exhausted...
He relied on the [Emperor Sword] to support his body and tried his best not to fall.
"Why is His Royal Highness so persistent?"
Yao Zhihong waved his hand casually, and a row of silver needles forced Yan Wulu back, who was trying to come forward again.
Yao Zhihong continued to ask calmly——
"...This Jiang family is nothing more than a training cauldron with a Taiyin physique to you."
"...Even if I lend it to Zhihong, what's the harm?"
As Yao Zhihong spoke, his fingers began to stretch out toward the red cloth covering Jiang Yueling on the bluestone table.
"I told you... stop!" Yan Wulu's eyes were filled with blood...
The murderous intention is high.
A murderous aura as real as substance shrouded the cave...
Yao Zhihong was suddenly startled. He has lived for nearly two hundred years. Who has he not seen before?
But the Prince of Zhenbei in front of him cannot be underestimated.
He was only a first- and second-level warrior, but he was able to unleash such majestic murderous intent.
If the martial arts strength improves in the future... wouldn't it be even more terrifying?
Is there going to be another Zhenbei King in this world?
Yao Zhihong had a lot of thoughts in his mind. For a moment, he was somewhat distracted by the murderous aura...
It can be considered difficult for the other party.
Yao Zhihong took back his hand, he was not ready to give up.
However, facing Yan Wulu in front of him, he hoped to solve it in a peaceful way...at least in a more peaceful way.
After all, Yao Zhihong didn't want to completely break up with the Zhenbei Palace until he had no choice...
"Zhihong, I once heard some things about the Jiang family from my nephew Yingran..."
Yao Zhihong walked around from behind the bluestone table. He slowly approached Yan Wulu and continued -
"In the beginning, the reason why King Zhenbei forced Jiang Jie, the head of the Jiang family, to give his only daughter Jiang to the crown prince was because of Jiang's Taiyin constitution."
"...Taiyin constitution, combined with it, can greatly promote men's skills."
Yao Zhihong said this without concealing his praise for Taiyin's physique.
He looked at Yan Wulu, who was still holding the [Emperor Sword] tightly and trying to continue struggling. He guessed that the other party might have misunderstood his previous words, and couldn't help but continue to explain——
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that Zhihong will pay special attention to the scale when collecting yin and replenishing yang this time, and will never let Mrs. Jiang be sucked to death and turned into a mummy like the woman the prince saw before.
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"...Furthermore, after Zhihong is cured of the inflammatory disease, the prince can still continue to use the Jiang family as a cauldron for dual cultivation. This will have no impact on the prince's martial arts progress."
"...Furthermore, the 'poisonous disease' has troubled Zhihong for half his life. If the prince is willing to generously give in and allow Zhihong to completely eliminate this disease, Zhihong will definitely be willing to take Zhenbei Palace's lead in the future!"
"...Furthermore, Zhihong has also expressed his willingness to teach the prince the method of 'picking yin and replenishing yang' that he is most proud of. If the prince doesn't want to observe it with his own eyes at this moment, he can also avoid it for now."
As Yao Zhihong spoke, his face gradually became a little more joyful and excited. Every time he talked about "the art of gathering yin and replenishing yang", he couldn't help but do so.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, you must know that the effect of this method is not only to maintain youth forever, it also has many functions that you can't think of, Your Majesty."
"...Even if it promotes martial arts cultivation, it is just one of its subtle functions."
Yao Zhihong said a lot of words in one breath, and he kept trying to persuade Yan Wulu.
And this also gave Yan Wulu a chance to regain his strength...
Yan Wulu turned a blind eye to the benefits promised by Yao Zhihong. He stepped forward and dragged the [Emperor Sword] in his hand to create sparks on the stone bricks in the cave...
"Yao Zhihong, I already said it at the beginning..."
"...Jiang Yueling is my woman!"
"...How could I, Yan Wulu, let you touch her?!"
Yan Wulu's words were filled with excitement.
Yao Zhihong felt that the negotiations had failed.
He was a little disappointed...,
He originally thought that the prince of Zhenbei was a person who "does great things without sticking to trivial matters", but now it seems that he still cannot escape the love between his children.
Moreover, what makes Yao Zhihong feel most disgusting is——
The other party has wasted too much of his saliva!
Yao Zhihong doesn't like to talk too much, but this time, in order to avoid a complete break with the Zhenbei Palace, he has exceeded the limit again and again for Yan Wulu in front of him...
Now, he feels it's time to make a decision.
"In this case, then, His Royal Highness, I can only force you to faint temporarily."
Yao Zhihong said.
He was still not ready to kill Yan Wulu completely.
Yao Zhihong took a step forward, and then suddenly disappeared, as if a light medicinal fragrance hit him...
Yan Wulu immediately drew his sword and stood up.
The inner power of the blue sea was injected into the [Emperor's Sword], and the [Tianling Root] operated at an unprecedented speed, and he stabbed out with a fierce sword.
Surrounded by an almost azure inner force, the [Emperor Sword] seemed to pierce the existence of the sword's intention again.
And this time the sword intent is more powerful and majestic than any before and cannot be ignored!
With this sword, Yan Wulu and the [Emperor Sword] in his hand are connected...
He finally realized the realm of "the unity of man and sword" that Master Jun Xing said!
A sword thrust out.
It seemed unstoppable.
And Yao Zhihong was also surprised to find that the other party actually stabbed him at the place where he could not avoid...
In extreme shock, Yao Zhihong's inner strength gathered between his two fingers, and he stretched out his hand slightly. The powerful strength of a seventh-level Dzogchen warrior allowed him to clamp Yan Wulu's long sword directly.
Yan Wulu only felt that the [Emperor Sword] in his hand was like an ordinary long sword slashing into a granite rock, and he was unable to move for a moment.
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After taking control of Yan Wulu's long sword, Yao Zhihong turned his left hand into a palm and knocked it away with one palm.
Yao Zhihong originally controlled the pale golden sword and let it escape from Yan Wulu's hand.
But I didn't expect that the long sword was actually a magical weapon far above the level of spiritual weapons...
A powerful sword spirit resides in it, causing the [Emperor Sword] to escape Yao Zhihong's hands and return to Yan Wulu's side.
"Spiritual weapon? No, it should be a higher-level magical weapon." Yao Zhihong said to himself in confusion.
But Yan Wulu didn't answer him.
Holding the [Emperor Sword] again, Yan Wulu's eyes were determined. He had realized the true meaning of "the unity of man and sword".
Make slow movements with your hands.
"The blue sea is rising and the sword is abyss!"
In an instant, sword intent abounded.
Yao Zhihong felt slightly impatient when he saw that Yan Wulu seemed to never stop and was tireless.
He decided to use another method of persuasion, so he turned to speak——
"Your Majesty is so determined, doesn't it mean that he doesn't even care about the 'inflammatory disease' in his master Jun Xing?"
Yao Zhihong said, seemingly full of confidence.
"...This 'inflammatory disease' is so cunning and weird that only my method in the world can possibly eradicate it."
"Oh."
Yan Wulu snorted lightly, he was already impatient with Yao Zhihong's "lies".
"...Yao Zhihong, do you think I will believe your lies?"
"...Do you think that I, Yan Wulu, am too stupid, or do you think that everyone in the world is the same as you?"
Yan Wulu said, wiping the blood on his mouth, and the sword shadows gradually gathered around him.
He straightened up and proudly declared -
"My master, Jun Xing, the world-famous 'Blue Sea Sword Master', the only Sword Master in the world, how could he do such a despicable, shameless and bottomless thing like you!"
Yan Wulu's words made Yao Zhihong feel funny in his heart.
I have told countless lies throughout my life.
However, I didn't expect that telling the truth this time would be regarded as a lie.
Yao Zhihong was thinking, if according to the original plan, Jun Xing would feel ashamed after hearing his disciple's words after intercepting Yao Yingran and others.
His disciples believed in him so blindly, thinking that he was such a arrogant and powerful person.
In the end, it turned out that he and Yao Zhihong were colluding with each other and preparing to take away other people's women as a drug...
Moreover, this person is the woman who is the disciple of that guy Jun Xing.
Yao Zhihong thought it was interesting.
He spoke slowly and continued to Yan Wulu——
"Your Highness, you are still too young and too naive..."
"Yao Zhihong, don't waste your breath anymore."
"...Yue Ling, I, Yan Wulu, will never hand it over to you!"
In the distance, Jiang Yueling's eyes were filled with tears on the bluestone table.
She knows...
She should have known all along that the prince liked her as a person, not her damn Taiyin physique.
Jiang Yueling felt a little guilty because of her previous doubts about Yan Wulu's feelings.
"Your Highness, Zhihong still doesn't understand why you made such a wrong and stupid choice."
As Yao Zhihong spoke, poisonous silver needles appeared in his hand.
He has already begun to have murderous intentions.
"...But Zhihong can also tell you clearly, Jiang, I am determined!"
"...Even if Yan Dong comes in person now, he can't stop me!",
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(1) "One-hearted person" refers to a person who is single-minded. It comes from the ancient poem "If you want to get someone with one heart, we will never be apart from each other until we grow old."
