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

Seeing that she was speechless, Murong Fu continued, "In order to perfect the intelligence network, the brothel districts should not be overlooked."

Previously, The Story of the Stone had earned countless tears from women, and this Travelogue of a Young Hero would surely be favored by those roughnecks in the martial arts world, as it would be beneficial for gathering intelligence.

How could this not be beneficial to the restoration of the Great Yan?

Murong Fu knew that everyone in Canhe Manor had been brainwashed by Murong Bo. Whenever the keyword "restoring the Great Yan" was mentioned, everyone would become stupid.

For the past six months, Murong Fu has been talking about restoring his kingdom at every turn, as if he has a powerful backer, and he is living a very comfortable life.

"What you say is right, young master. This servant will go and do it right away."

Azhu folded the manuscript together, hugged it to her chest, locked it with her arms, and turned to walk outside.

"The young master of today is completely different from the one of the past."

Azhu's heart pounded, and she couldn't help but let her mind wander. Then she heard a voice behind her.

"A'Zhu, would you be willing to spend your life with me, like the bride Bai Jie and the young hero A'Bin, sharing joy and tranquility?"

Azhu turned around with a radiant smile, looking at the young master who was half-hidden behind the gauze curtain.

This life?!

Romantic phrases that drive countless women to fly like moths to a flame.

The young master was willing to tell a mere maidservant.

Such a young master, such a young master...

This made Azhu very happy.

that's it,

The heart of the young girl A Zhu

She was completely taken away by the tall young man in front of her; she no longer belonged to him, and it was up to her to decide.

.......

The Jiangnan region is characterized by abundant rainfall.

A few days later, on a rainy day, the three of them, master and servants, ran back to a side room in Canhezhuang.

The sudden downpour, accompanied by strong winds, soaked me to the bone, even though I had an umbrella.

Murong Fu saw that the two women were soaked to the bone, with graceful figures, but their hair was disheveled and water was still dripping from their strands, making them look like two drowned rats.

Having grown accustomed to the two women's elegant and gentle demeanor, and their graceful and clever nature, Murong Fu couldn't help but burst out laughing at their current embarrassing state.

It's a pity I didn't have a camera to take a picture to remember the occasion.

When Abi saw the young master teasing her, she pouted her little mouth, which looked as if it could hold a teapot.

But when he looked down and saw his own embarrassing state, which was probably no different from the young master's, he burst out laughing.

In the past, Abi would not have dared to be so presumptuous in front of the young master.

He was always so humble and polite, yet always followed the rules.

It made Abi feel so insignificant, so far away from the young master.

But lately, the young master always calls her "little girl," pats her head, and calls her "good sister."

Every time Abi thinks about it late at night, she feels like she's dreaming, and her eyes well up with tears. When she wakes up, she laughs and scolds herself for really dreaming.

Seeing that the two of them were laughing, A'Zhu smiled knowingly as well. Ignoring herself, she took out towels, handing one to A'Bi and the other to Murong Fu to wipe his body.

Seeing that Azhu and Abi had come over to wipe him down, Murong Fu raised his hand and said, "Hey, no need. Move aside a bit."

He then activated his internal energy, and the energy burst forth from the pores of his body, instantly drying his body and clothes with the intense heat.

Such strength naturally drew gasps of surprise from A'Zhu and A'Bi, but Murong Fu himself was not very satisfied.

His internal strength was indeed a weakness; his energy could only be released to a very short distance, far inferior to that of Qiao Feng, Kumārajīva, and others.

"Speaking of which, I don't know any martial arts like Dragon Capture or Crane Control yet. I'll have to learn them when I have the chance."

Murong Fu muttered to himself for a moment, then walked over and placed his hand on Abi's shoulder. Before she could react, his energy surged, and the moisture dissipated from behind her.

Feeling completely dry, Abi blushed with embarrassment. She felt a wave of heat wash over her, and her legs trembled slightly.

She walked away shyly, skimming over the doorway, babbling incoherently, "Young master, this servant... this servant is going to wash the food and make clothes."

Murong Fu looked at Abi, smiled, and shook his head, then looked at Azhu.

A'Zhu lowered her head: "A'Zhu wouldn't dare trouble you with such a trivial matter, young master."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head even further, but then she saw the pair of dark vermilion water ripple patterned boots that she had made herself. Every time she made clothes for the young master, the thought of him wearing them brought her joy.

The young master prefers gray and cyan robes. Knowing his color preferences, A'Zhu has made several vermilion accessories for him over the past six months.

Azhu is sensible and doesn't cause trouble for the young master like Abi, but choosing to wear vermilion might be considered a small overstepping of her bounds...

A'Zhu stared blankly at the boots, but Murong Fu assumed she was just shy.

Holding her clasped hands, Murong Fu said gently, "A'Zhu, do you only see me as a young master?"

Half an incense stick later.

Murong Fu embraced A'Zhu, walked along the corridor, turned into the vermilion pavilion, and entered his bedroom.

The sounds of fierce fighting were less shameful, masked by the sound of rain outside the door.

Half an hour later, Murong Fu exclaimed: "Shaolin kung fu is amazing! It's really amazing!"

In his previous life, he had sparred with many people, but never to the same intensity as today.

Ultimately, both of them had practiced martial arts, and Murong Fu's martial arts skills were top-notch in the world, so his ground skills were naturally also top-notch.

He could never have imagined in his previous life that they could even do somersaults together along the way.

He lay in bed, holding the soft thing in his arms, and suddenly had a strong urge to smoke a cigarette.

Looking up at the bedside, there was no lamp, no cigarette pack, and no lighter.

There was only one bronze incense burner, from which a wisp of incense was lit.

Murong Fu squeezed the air in his hand, feeling as if he had been transported to another world.

Everything that happened to them today seemed so natural, as if it were destined from the moment he uttered the words "this life".

He tightened his embrace around A'Zhu, then summoned the system interface. Half an hour earlier, he had heard the system notification.

But at that time, we didn't have the resources to care about that.

At this moment, Murong Fu, who was as holy as a Buddha, wanted to see what reward he had received.

[A'Zhu has fallen completely in love with the host, and is rewarded with a silver treasure chest.]

[Congratulations, host, you have gained the new feature "Affection Interface"]

[“A Zhu” is very satisfied with the host and rewards him with ten days' worth of internal energy.]

No wonder I felt warm just now; it turns out the system infused me with its power.

A ten-day period is ten days in total. Gaining ten days' worth of cultivation in half an hour is an unexpected bonus.

Not bad, not bad. From now on, we won't have to meditate and practice internal energy cultivation techniques anymore. That was the most boring part.

Will it reward a silver treasure chest?

Murong Fu was very satisfied with this. Although he hadn't opened it yet, he felt a sense of satisfaction.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the top of Azhu's head. The unique fragrance of her hair wafted into his nostrils. He sniffed it; it smelled wonderful.

Azhu gave a soft hum and arched her head upwards; she liked that the young master liked her scent.

Murong Fu looked down and saw a pale blue light screen above A'Zhu's head.

Name: Azhu

【Favourability: 96】

Is this the affinity rating interface?

Murong Fu's mind stirred, and he realized he could close it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

If it's always there, it might be a bit inconvenient.

This feature is great; it reaches the level of the Trisolarans, allowing them to know a person's face and heart.

Azhu has such a high level of affection for me; I wonder how many points it would take to be completely infatuated.

Is it 90? Or 95?

Never mind, I'll think about it later.

Open the treasure chest first!

Murong Fu touched a certain spot on A'Zhu's body to boost his luck, and then his mind stirred.

[Host chooses to open the silver treasure chest]

[Congratulations, host, you have acquired the light-foot skill "Treading the Moon and Leaving Fragrance"]