While writing a diary at Zongwu, Wang Yuyan falls in love with someone else.

With a flick of her right hand, Zhao Qiying lifted Jiang Sishui into the air, landing behind her.

Because he couldn't sit still, he instinctively grabbed Zhao Qiying's slender waist.

Jiang Sishui was startled, fearing that Zhao Qiying would be angry with him.

You should know that a man's head and a woman's waist are not places you should touch casually; what he did was much more serious than grabbing her hand.

However, Zhao Qiying didn't care and instead instructed, "Hurry up!"

Before Jiang Sishui could understand, she jerked the reins, and her white horse galloped off.

The two quickly reached the front of the caravan. As they passed Zhao Tianhao, Zhao Qiying called out, "Father, let me teach Young Master Jiang how to ride a horse so we can go faster."

Before Zhao Tianhao could answer, the two men and their horse had already galloped far away.

027 A whirlwind romance blossoms, only to be unexpectedly introduced by Yun Zhonghe.

Zhao Tianhao stared blankly at the two figures as they walked away.

Seeing his usually sensible and gentle eldest daughter revealing such childlike innocence and wildness, he was filled with indescribable surprise.

Could it be that Qi Ying has really fallen in love?

Even so, well... isn't this progress a bit too fast?

At this moment, "Central Plains Sword" was somewhat at a loss.

This escort mission seems to have resulted in a huge loss!

In the end, however, he chose to neither approve nor oppose nor interfere, letting things take their natural course.

Zhao Mengjiao, who was standing nearby, also saw the two riding together and couldn't help but feel jealous of her sister.

It wasn't that she was jealous of Zhao Qiying and Jiang Sishui's relationship, but rather that she was jealous that Zhao Qiying had found her soulmate before her.

……

A strong wind whistled past her ears, carrying a faint fragrance of the girl to Jiang Sishui's nose and heart.

Holding Zhao Qiying's warm and soft body in his arms, Jiang Sishui vaguely understood the girl's feelings.

Although it seems a bit unbelievable, isn't that what love is all about?

Sometimes things happen suddenly, without any reason whatsoever.

To further verify her conjecture, Jiang Sishui boldly rested her chin lightly on Zhao Qiying's shoulder.

His soft, black hair danced in the wind, brushing against his face, tickling him, but it was nothing compared to the itch in Jiang Sishui's heart.

Instead of brushing aside her slightly disheveled hair, he took a deep breath, his breath coming in softly but clearly reaching the girl's ears.

Zhao Qiying didn't resist at all, instead acting as if nothing was wrong. But Jiang Sishui, who had been observing her, noticed that her ears were bright red.

Seeing this, Jiang Sishui felt relieved and tightened his arms around her waist, bringing the two closer together.

At the same time, he leaned in and kissed the girl's pink cheek.

Zhao Qiying gasped in surprise, then exclaimed in embarrassment and anger, "What...what are you doing!"

She never expected that, not only would she not mind letting Jiang Sishui take a little advantage, but he would actually go too far and kiss her... kiss her?

Seeing that she did not use her inner energy to shake him away, Jiang Sishui knew that she was not really angry, but rather out of a young lady's modesty and shyness, so he held her waist tightly and did not let go.

"Qi Ying, you're so beautiful, I like you." Jiang Sishui breathed softly into her ear, making Zhao Qi Ying's face turn even redder.

"you……"

She turned her head, about to say something, when suddenly everything went black before her eyes, and her lips felt hot as someone captured her cherry lips with their mouth.

Zhao Qiying's delicate body froze instantly, her eyes widened, and it was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind, leaving her brain blank.

Forgot what they were doing, forgot where they were, and even forgot their own name.

This scene was completely unexpected for her.

After a long while, their lips parted, and Zhao Qiying still hadn't recovered from that dazed state.

Seeing her dazed and lost look, Jiang Sishui couldn't help but peck at her moist and juicy lips again.

Zhao Qiying then woke up with a start, staring wide-eyed at Jiang Sishui: "You...you..."

"Was that your first kiss? Mine was too."

Jiang Sishui lowered her head slightly, touching her forehead to hers, and said softly, "Qiying, I like you. Can you accept me?"

Zhao Qiying's eyes darted away for a moment, then she hesitated for a while before letting out a soft sigh: "After treating me like this, how can I ever get married?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sishui's smile deepened. Looking at the girl's beautiful face, his heart fluttered, and he bowed again to accept her offer.

This time, Zhao Qiying didn't freeze in a daze, but responded awkwardly.

This was the first time Jiang Sishui had ever done something like this in either of her two lives, and she had absolutely no experience. Both of them were incredibly inexperienced and could only explore and learn from each other to gain more experience.

After a long while, they finally separated, panting heavily.

Zhao Qiying's face was as red as the morning sun, and she said, "Alright, let me catch my breath. Now I'll teach you how to ride a horse."

Jiang Sishui was delighted to have gotten such a good deal, so she naturally agreed.

So Zhao Qiying began to teach him step by step.

During this time, there was naturally a lot of physical contact, and things became increasingly ambiguous.

Having tasted the sweetness of love for the first time, both the young man and woman were deeply captivated.

Suddenly, a strong gust of wind swept through the air and struck Zhao Qiying on horseback!

Zhao Qiying suddenly woke up, immediately drew the long sword from the front of the saddle, and in the instant she turned around, she thrust the sword at the attacker's face.

The newcomer was holding a steel claw. Zhao Qiying had already perfected the "Nine Swords of Dugu", so even in a desperate counterattack, she subconsciously used the most reasonable move, the "Breaking Whip Style".

The "Whip-Breaking Style" of the "Nine Swords of Dugu" is specifically designed to break through short weapons such as steel whips, crutches, acupoint stakes, and Emei daggers.

Since the opponent's steel grip was no more than three or four feet long, it was naturally subject to the restraint of this move.

This sword strike, delivered after the opponent's initial attack, targeted the opponent's weakness and attacked where the enemy was bound to defend.

Sure enough, the newcomer had no choice but to swing his steel claw horizontally to deflect the sword, and at the same time, he used the momentum to leap over the two men and the horse, landing on the road ahead.

Zhao Qiying felt a chill run down her spine.

They had only exchanged one move. Her opponent's cultivation level was not higher than hers; both were at the early stage of Grandmaster. However, his lightness skill was quite remarkable.

He vanished like a wisp of smoke, soaring into the distance like a wild goose in the dark. Even a grandmaster without superb lightness skills would likely be unable to catch him.

Faced with such an opponent, running away is the worst thing to do. Zhao Qiying quickly pulled Jiang Sishui off his horse and protected him behind her.

Then, she drew her sword and performed a traditional martial arts salute, asking, "May I ask your honorable name? When did I offend you, that you would suddenly resort to such ruthless tactics?"

Seeing Zhao Qiying's calm and composed demeanor, and knowing that the murderous aura she had shown just moments before had completely subsided, Jiang Sishui knew that she was intentionally stalling for time, waiting for Zhao Tianhao to come to her aid.

Without making a sound, he looked across at the other side.

The newcomer was extremely tall yet extremely thin, like a bamboo pole, and his face was also frighteningly long.

Jiang Sishui glanced at his weapon again, and a thought struck her: "The last of the Four Evils in 'Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils'—the vicious and ruthless Yun Zhonghe?"

Sure enough, the newcomer's thieving eyes swept over Zhao Qiying's slender and shapely body before his face revealed greed and lewdness. He then announced his name: "One of the Four Evils—Yun Zhonghe!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiying's expression changed, and she quickly looked around.

Sure enough, on a small hill not far away, stood three strange-looking figures.

As if knowing that Yun Zhonghe couldn't defeat his opponent, the three of them also used their lightness skills to rush towards this side.

"This old man is quite the ladies' man today! Young lady, judging from your expression, you must have heard of my reputation, so you'd better come with me obediently!" (Yan)

Knowing he held the upper hand, Yun Zhonghe remained calm and composed, using a lewd grin to tease and disturb Zhao Qiying, aiming to erode her resolve and undermine her will to resist.

Without uttering a word, Zhao Qiying thrust her sword directly at Yun Zhonghe.

However, Yun Zhonghe was a seasoned veteran. After only one exchange, he knew that this delicate young woman, though young, possessed extremely refined swordsmanship and should not be confronted head-on.

So he didn't engage Zhao Qiying in battle and retreated using his light-footed skills.

Zhao Qiying was too slow, and needing to protect Jiang Sishui, she dared not pursue.

In that very short time, the other three villains also arrived.

028 I already said, my swordsmanship is very good.

"Haha, Fourth Brother! You can't even handle a woman! Call me Grandpa, and I'll help you get this chick!"

Yue Laosan swiped his alligator shears, laughing heartily, but made no move to strike. (Sulfur)

Ye Erniang, who was holding a crying baby and soothing it, laughed upon hearing this, "This little girl is quite wild, Fourth Brother, be careful she doesn't get slashed by a sword."

Yun Zhonghe blocked Zhao Qiying's escape route and shouted, "Second Madam, if you help me capture this woman, I'll find you ten or eight sons later!"

"Ten or eight?" Ye Erniang's eyes lit up, seemingly overjoyed, and she covered her mouth to let out a cheer.

As she let go, the baby in her arms lost its balance, its head tilted to the side, and it crashed headfirst into the rocks on the ground.

In an instant, the skull cracked open, and brain matter splattered everywhere!

The crying stopped abruptly.

Zhao Qiying's eyes widened in shock as she watched an infant die tragically before her eyes, her mind reeling.