Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

"what?"

Upon hearing Kumārajīva's words, Abi's initial goodwill towards the monk vanished completely. Just how cruel must one's heart be to utter such words?

To fulfill a promise, or to retaliate against the Water Pavilion's martial arts, a living person was burned in front of a tomb?

Are you trying to trick me? Are you just trying to force me to look at the martial arts manuals of our Canhe Manor...?

Abi suddenly regretted talking to the monk. She knew that the young master hated using living people as sacrifices or using corpses as fertilizer, as he thought it was too unlucky.

Even someone as stubborn as his aunt was persuaded by Murong Fu.

She ignored the monk and went to talk to Duan Yu. Only then did Abi learn that Duan Yu was the heir of the Prince of Zhennan in Dali.

She never expected a prince to be so polite to a mere maid like her. And considering that he was a prince from Dali and a fellow townsman of Sister Azhu, her tone softened even more.

Abi inquired about the purpose of Cui Baiquan and his companion, and learned that they were fellow disciples of Ke Baisui, the leader of the Funiu Sect. Rumor had it that Ke Baisui had died under Murong Fu of Gusu's "an eye for an eye" attack, and that they had come to demand an explanation.

When Azhu went out with the young master, the intelligence she managed was temporarily taken over by Abi. She knew about this rumor, but she scoffed at it.

Young Master hadn't even left Yanziwu yet; how could he have had time to kill you, Ke Baisui?!

Besides, who are you, Ke Baisui, that you're worth the young master killing?!

In Abi's mind, the young master was the best and most noble person in the world. Even all the emperors of the Song Dynasty, Western Xia, Liao Dynasty, and Mongolia combined could not compare to Murong Fu's nobility.

But she didn't argue; she had her own reasons.

So, without making a sound, they went to Qinyun Xiaozhu and took people to Tingyuju.

They had tea and snacks prepared for the group. After communicating and cooperating with the servants at the small building, they used a mechanism to get everyone into the water below the building. Duan Yu happened to fall onto a small boat that had been prepared in advance, and Abi quickly glided away with the oar.

The other three climbed ashore, while Kumārajīva quickly found a small boat and tried to catch up.

However, he was a Tibetan, not a local, and did not know how to row. His brute force caused the boat to spin in place, and Kumārajīva could only watch helplessly as the two people got further and further away from him and disappeared into the blue sky and clear water.

After rowing a mile, the two were relieved. Since Kumārajīva was not a local and did not understand the water conditions, it was unlikely that he could catch up with them.

Duan Yu was overjoyed to have escaped from Kumārajīva's clutches, but what made him even happier was being able to spend time alone with a girl like Abi on the same boat.

"Alas, I am 19 years old this year, and although I have dozens of maids and servants in Dali, they are not as good as Young Master Murong..."

Young Master Murong must be living a truly carefree and unrestrained life!

Unaware of Duan Yu's thoughts, Abi, having escaped the monk, rowed into a lotus pond, picked lotus pods, gave two to Duan Yu, and peeled and ate them herself.

The two lay at opposite ends of the boat, eating lotus seeds and looking at the sky beyond the lotus leaves.

The small boat moved slowly forward, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the lotus leaves, illuminating their faces.

They looked up at the sky through the gaps in the lotus leaves.

I lie here watching the clouds fill the sky, motionless, unaware that the clouds and I are both moving eastward.

Duan Yu felt incredibly comfortable at that moment, but Abi was getting anxious; she suddenly needed to urinate.

However, this place is about ten miles by waterway from Canhezhuang, and it's also about the same distance from the shore.

Is it convenient on the ship?

Since Duan Gongzi was an outsider, Abi naturally didn't want to go there either, so she figured she had no choice but to go to Mantuo Villa, which was only two miles away by water.

Having made up her mind, Abi got up, found her direction, and rowed towards Mantuo Manor.

"Young Master Duan, I have some business to attend to at a manor, but the owner has a rather bad temper. When you arrive, wait for me on the boat, and please don't go ashore."

That master is capable of killing!

Duan Yu readily agreed, but inwardly he kept wondering why people in the martial world were so quick to kill. As the prince of Dali, he could decide life and death with a single word, yet he had never killed a single person in all his years of fighting.

Soon, they arrived at the shore of Mantuo Manor. Because they didn't want Duan Yu to be seen by the people in the manor, especially Madam Wang, they deliberately stopped in a secluded place.

Before leaving, he instructed Duan Yu not to go ashore.

Duan Yu readily agreed. After Abi left, he went ashore and found a tree to relieve himself. Then he saw camellias everywhere in the manor. As a nobleman from Dali, he had learned some knowledge from his family's gardener since childhood, so he naturally had a lot of insights into them.

However, after some evaluation, it was found that the camellias here were of average quality and not well cared for; they were all rough and large with small and sparse flowers.

He shook his head, losing interest. Suddenly, he remembered that he had promised Abi not to go ashore, and it wouldn't be good if she found out. So he hurried back.

But he wasn't familiar with the roads here, and after walking around for a while, he lost his way.

There were paths leading east and west, and it was unclear which one led back. Considering that the mooring place was a desolate spot that Abi had deliberately chosen, it would be difficult to get back. Duan Yu thought, "Let's get to the water first."

But the further he walked, the more unfamiliar it became, causing him to frown. All he saw were unfamiliar camellias, and they were growing ever more lush.

Just then, a woman's voice let out a soft sigh.

In an instant, Duan Yu felt a jolt run through him, his heart pounding. He thought, "That sigh is so beautiful; how can such a sound exist in the world?"

Then, like a thief, he searched for the source of the sound, hiding his body behind a tree and peeking out like a turtle.

A woman dressed in a lotus-colored gauze shirt was facing the flowering tree. She had a slender figure and long hair that was draped over her back and gently tied with a silver ribbon.

She was originally facing Duan Yu sideways, but turning her head caused her mind to go blank.

He couldn't care less about anything else; he scrambled forward, his knees buckling, and he involuntarily knelt on the ground. If he hadn't forced himself to stay upright, he would have almost kowtowed. Yet, he finally managed to shout out:

"Fairy Sister, I...I've missed you so much! Your disciple, Duan Yu, greets Master!"

It turned out that the woman's appearance was exactly the same as the jade statue that Duan Yu had seen in Langhuan Paradise, as if the jade statue had come to life.

This person was Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu's wife. Today, having nothing to do, she returned to Mantuo Villa to pay her respects to her mother, but she didn't talk much with her mother. After paying her respects, she strolled around the garden with her maid, Youcao.

Because Murong Fu disliked the camellias that had been fertilized and nourished by humans, finding them unlucky, he replaced the original camellias and soil before the new year.

After that, Murong Fu stopped interfering, and Wang Yuyan would occasionally return home to stroll in the garden.

Unexpectedly, a madman suddenly appeared today and kowtowed to Wang Yuyan upon seeing her, which startled her.

Youcao, standing nearby, kicked Duan Yu away.

Some time ago, Murong Fu passed on the Lesser Formless Skill to all his close relatives in the inner quarters, except for Wang Yuyan, who was temporarily unable to practice due to her pregnancy.

"What scoundrel dared to offend our lady?!"

Duan Yu, possessing abundant internal energy, was naturally unharmed. He quickly stood up and said, "My name is Duan Yu, from Dali. I was being chased and was fortunately rescued by Miss Abi, which led me to your esteemed residence. I never expected to meet a deity..."

"Fairy Sister...you?!?!?!"

But when Duan Yu looked up and saw clearly, he was stunned.

Just moments ago, Wang Yuyan's body was obscured by several camellias that reached chest height, but Duan Yu could see it clearly now—

The fairy-like beauty he so desperately longed for... why is her belly so big?!