The Return of the Condor Heroes: Starting with Conquering Huang Rong

After Huang Rong ran away, she intended to go straight back to the carriage, but she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

After greeting Guo Jing, he took his bundle and went to the inner room to change his clothes.

The interior was deserted and desolate, a mess, but fortunately it had only been deserted for the past few days, so the dirt and disorder were not a problem.

Huang Rong took off her slightly tight pale yellow dress and took out a larger, looser plain white dress.

She disliked the way people looked at her on the street that day, but this way she could cover her body completely and no one could see her clearly.

Huang Rong cursed herself inwardly, wondering why she was still thinking about that little man at a time like this.

She quickly changed into a plain dress.

I was furious that this person was so unreasonable.

Catching sight of a full-length mirror in the corner of the room, Huang Rong walked towards it as if possessed.

In the mirror, her hair was slightly disheveled, her robe was half-undone, and her eyes held a longing for spring.

A smile played at the corners of her lips, whether open or closed, as if she were telling something to the person in her heart.

Huang Rong was mesmerized. Was the person in the mirror really herself?

No wonder he was so infatuated. Then he became restless and confused. So what am I to him? What am I to him?

She concealed everything under her ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), so that no one could see her.

Huang Rong packed her clothes, then took out a book. After thinking for a long time, she finally slipped two pieces of paper that she had already written on into it.

She returned to the carriage, where the goods had already been loaded. Guo Jing had gone to his master's carriage, and the coachman had finished his last sip of water and was walking over.

She then opened the car door, lifted the curtain, and went inside.

But when she saw the scene inside the car, even she, who was used to big scenes, felt her vision go black.

Her face darkened, her throat went dry, and she could only utter that one sentence.

Guo Fu was startled when she suddenly heard voices. When she came to her senses, she realized it was her mother's voice and hurriedly sat back down in her seat.

The carriage moved forward silently.

Huang Rong glanced at him with a dark expression. Seeing that Yang Guo's clothes were relatively neat, especially his lower body, she felt a great weight lifted from her heart, but she was still furious.

"Fu'er, what are you doing?"

"Young Master Yang, my daughter is still unmarried. Isn't your behavior inappropriate?"

Huang Rong's words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth.

After he finished speaking, looking at Guo Fu who was bowing her head shyly and remaining silent, he was furious. Where was her usual spoiled and willful manner? Was this still his own daughter?

Then he glared fiercely at Yang Guo, the light and heat in his eyes seeming to extinguish and shatter instantly, leaving only a silent, collapsing, and damp space.

Yang Guo saw that she was about to explode, but he couldn't say that he saw her daughter's face and thought of her, and then couldn't help himself. He felt like a jerk.

Guo Fu spoke first: "Mother, it has nothing to do with him. I attacked first. He..."

Before she could finish speaking, Huang Rong interrupted her. She wasn't interested in hearing her daughter's words; she wanted the man's answer.

"Shut up! How can a young lady be so shameless?" She glared angrily at Yang Guo. This heartless man treated her like this. She had devoted her whole heart to him. Her gradually calming emotions seemed to waver again.

Yang Guo panicked when he saw that she was really angry. He didn't even bother to hide his anger and tried to coax her.

As a result, Guo Fu's words left them both completely stunned.

Hearing her usually doting mother speak to her like that, Guo Fu lost her temper and spoke without thinking, blurting out whatever came to mind: "I knew what you were doing in the backyard just now..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guo and Huang Rong instantly felt a chill run down their spines, but where could the cold wind come from in a tightly closed and moving carriage?

At this moment, Huang Rong had no heart to question the man. Her charming eyes were at a loss. Her daughter knew about it. How could she live with herself? Her already swaying body could no longer even sit up.

Where was the mature, composed, and shrewd Chief Huang? She was now just an ordinary woman waiting for a man to rescue her, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Yang Guo.

Seeing that the situation was spiraling out of control, Yang Guo said without hesitation, "Miss Guo, you misunderstand. At that time, your mother's internal energy was not flowing smoothly, her blood and qi were surging, and she was showing signs of qi deviation. She was already unable to move."

When they were in the backyard, Yang Guo's face was clearly turned towards the entrance, and there was no sign of Guo Fu. It seems she was eavesdropping, so how could she have heard clearly?

"The situation was urgent, and I had no internal energy to help Chief Huang heal her injuries, so I had to go and find the medicine on her body. If I have offended you, please don't take it seriously, Miss Guo, but I apologize to Chief Huang for my bias."

He gestured to Huang Rong, who had also come to her senses. Everything the man said was true, but she felt something was off. Yet every word he uttered seemed correct, and she even wondered if that was how it had actually happened.

Did she impulsively lunge at him?

But now is not the time to think. Let's appease Fu'er first, and then settle accounts with him.

"Fu'er, your mother has been missing for several days and was injured. She has been mentally unstable these past few days. At that time, her blood was churning in the backyard, and she immediately vomited a mouthful of blood and was unable to move. Fortunately, Guo'er saved her. Why do you miss your mother so much?"

As she spoke, her words flowed more smoothly and her anger grew stronger, and she even unconsciously became angry, to the point that she herself believed it.

What she didn't realize was that she was now shaped like Yang Guo, inside and out.

She said angrily, "Fu'er, you have truly broken my heart."

Seeing their flawless performance, Guo Fu couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood, and assumed that was the reason.

She hurriedly said, "Mother, no, Fu'er didn't mean it that way, it's just, it's just..."

She glared at Yang Guo again, then pulled her mother to sit diagonally opposite him in the carriage, the furthest distance they could get.

Yang Guo touched his nose, wondering how this woman could be so fickle.

He saw the two women talking in hushed tones, glancing at him every now and then.

One is melancholic and helpless, her eyes filled with love and deep affection; the other is shy and angry, her feelings for him growing unknowingly.

This left Yang Guo unsure of what to do; perhaps he should have pretended to meditate, but was actually just dozing off.

Huang Rong stopped talking, threw him a book, told him not to ignore her, and pulled her daughter aside, trying to persuade her with seemingly heartfelt words.

Yang Guo, seeing the book in his hand, ignored the two women.

The book is titled "The Secrets of Peach Blossom Island".

This is a book about the profound mysteries of Qimen Dunjia, the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, and the Eight Trigrams of the I Ching.

There are also some explanations of formations, but unfortunately, breaking and setting up formations basically require either the Falling Flower Sword Technique or palm techniques to assist, or the coordination of music and other elements.

If this is lost, the power of the formation will naturally be greatly reduced.

However, Yang Guo was already quite satisfied with this.

Just as he was flipping through the book, two pieces of paper slipped silently from between the pages.

Yang Guo picked up the two pieces of paper and looked at them in his hand, remaining silent for a long time.

The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman; her tenderness and deep affection linger in my dreams.

"Azure Wave Heart Method" and "Azure Wave Palm Method"

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