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

"Ying'er, am I too fickle?"

"Yes, a little."

"Aren't you angry?"

"angry."

Yang Guo didn't detect her jealousy or anger. Shouldn't she be like Guo Fu, making a scene and fighting?

"I lost both my parents at a young age and grew up in my uncle's family. My uncle's family treated me very well; they even gave me the handkerchief that saved my life that day, which shows how good they were. But it was never really my home. My cousin is very active and competitive, so I learned to read people and heal myself from a young age. But one person's love is never given to another without reason; the other person always expects something in return."

"It's like my uncle gave me this chance to save my life, so I have a responsibility to avenge them, or at the very least, to find my cousin and take care of her for the rest of her life."

As Cheng Ying said this, she secretly glanced at him.

"For example, right now, I've given you my love, so what can you give me in return?"

Yang Guo listened in a daze.

He answered instinctively, "I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."

"it is good."

Yang Guo pulled her into his arms and inhaled the fragrance of her hair.

The woman's stiff body softened instantly, and she nestled in his arms.

"You see, what's meant to be mine will be mine. Even if I don't force it, you'll still hug me."

"We've come together and parted ways, parted ways and come together again. At least for now, we can lean on each other, isn't that good enough?"

Yang Guo scratched his head in bewilderment; this sounded a lot like what a female samurai would say.

He put aside his wild thoughts.

He hugged her even tighter.

Yang Guo knew that this woman had spent the first half of her life living under someone else's roof, and now she was wandering aimlessly, not knowing where to go or what her hometown was.

"Ying'er, we will have a home of our own."

If you were to ask which woman would be the best to marry, this woman would undoubtedly be the one.

Other women were either aloof, spoiled, obedient, too opinionated, or revered him.

But this woman was clearly elegant and had strong opinions.

But her calm and tolerant demeanor is reassuring.

It was precisely because of her intelligence that Yang Guo fell for her, but sometimes he also wanted to see another side of her, or everything about her.

Yang Guo sighed inwardly.

This woman's love is so silent, completely opposite to Guo Fu's.

But they were all determined.

Just like now, her pretty face, raised high, was clearly saying, "Hurry up and kiss me!" She was shy yet determined.

Yang Guo had never kissed her before; he had only touched her hand.

As expected, no matter how aloof you are.

A lack of experience is still a lack of experience.

Being moved is still being moved.

The faint fragrance lingered on his lips, prompting Yang Guo to take another bite.

Cheng Ying was ashamed and indignant, but she still reached out to wipe the water from the corner of his mouth.

It's like wiping the bread crumbs from the corner of a child's mouth after they've stolen some food.

Yang Guo grabbed her hand and placed it in his palm.

"No, you can't."

Yang Guo, however, did not want it to be just this once.

Cheng Ying pressed her head against his forehead to stop him from moving forward.

She could only say, "It hurts. I just held my breath for too long and I feel dizzy."

"Let me rest..."

After saying that, the woman hid in his arms and dared not show her face.

Yang Guo was both amused and exasperated.

Even if your mouth is blocked, you can still breathe through your nose, right?

Breathe!

Little did he know that the woman was breathing through her nose, but the ambiguous atmosphere was too strong, making her even more oxygen-deprived and causing her to faint even faster.

She could only hold her breath.

Yang Guo couldn't very well grab the ostrich.

I could only gently stroke her head to calm her troubled mind.

Cheng Ying enjoyed this very much. His doting expression and actions intoxicated her. She could forget everything and snuggle in his arms.

She knew that his relationship with that young girl Guo was ambiguous, and his relationship with that senior sister Huang was also ambiguous.

But that still couldn't stop her from rushing over.

She knew he had feelings for her.

"Take these next few days and focus on recovering," Yang Guo said gently.

"And what about you?"

Seeing her looking up with a slightly anxious expression, Yang Guo couldn't resist teasing her.

"Me? Of course I'll be bringing your little junior disciple..."

"Hey, don't pinch me."

"Ah, Cheng Ying, how come you know this kind of thing?"

After Cheng Ying gave him a series of light punches and a 360-degree rotating massage of his waist muscles, Yang Guo finally calmed down.

"Okay, I'll wait until you're healed, okay?"

"Um."

"Then let me kiss you again?"

"No, it hurts."

"You won't feel uncomfortable in a bit."

"Mmm."

Guo Fu looked at Cheng Ying's rosy lips and felt a sense of doubt.

You said you vomited blood?

You've been vomiting blood for a whole day now, why don't you just die?

"Yang Guo, let's leave tomorrow. Let's go after him before my grandfather goes too far."

She had naturally heard about it from Cheng Ying; her grandfather had only left a day or two ago, so she could go and catch up with him.

Then I took care of her matter.

No matter what happens to you later, you won't be able to steal my man.

"Fu'er, once Ying'er has recovered, take her to find her cousin."

Uh oh no, that means I'm going to have to fight Li Mochou?

But Li Mochou is in the capital, so it's alright.

Yang Guo was thinking about how to subtly convey to her that Li Mochou was actually alright.

"Hey, are you my martial aunt?"

"No, although you are my master's granddaughter, you are still not officially part of the sect."

"My brother and I fell in love at first sight. Don't you want to congratulate me?"

"Congratulations, congratulations. However, your parents may not agree, so it seems that Miss Guo's path will be very difficult."

"Yang Guo!" Guo Fu shouted angrily.

Yang Guo looked at the two women still fighting and felt a headache coming on.

"Huh, where am I sleeping tonight?"

There are three rooms in total: one for the elderly couple, one for Guo Fu, and one for Cheng Ying to recuperate.

What about him?

The girl ran back to her room.

Yang Guo and Cheng Ying were left alone, staring at each other in bewilderment.

"So, Na Ying'er, you'll have to put up with this for now?"

Cheng Ying was flustered. She was still a virgin, how could she let him stay overnight?

The most crucial point is that they have just confirmed their relationship, and she doesn't know what to do if he takes it a step further.

Yang Guo noticed that the woman's face was flushed, her eyes were darting around, and she was frantically rubbing the bedding; she was clearly extremely nervous.

Yang Guo was worried that frightening her would worsen her injuries.

He quickly replied, "What are you thinking about? I'll just find a place to meditate."

Cheng Ying secretly glanced at him and the edge of the bed.

After a moment's hesitation, she whispered, "I'll sleep against the wall, and you can meditate at the foot of the bed, that's fine..."

Yang Guo found it amusing.

This woman is both gentle and resilient.

Yang Guo didn't care about anything and sat down cross-legged at the foot of the bed.

This startled Cheng Ying, causing her little feet to tuck further into the blankets, clearly brushing against the wall.

Yang Guo looked at the frightened woman and said gently, "Rest well and don't overthink things."

The woman felt her thoughts had been seen through, and she wanted to cry but had no tears.

I don't know if he was teasing me on purpose or if he was just concerned about me.

She was furious. Why did he always try to guess what women were thinking, and he always guessed right? So she kicked him through the blanket.

But it was gone forever.

Yang Guo casually tossed his socks aside, and no one knew where they ended up.

Thank goodness.

He discovered that none of the women seemed to have the outdated custom of foot binding.

Yang Guo studied it carefully.

"Brother Yang..."

Cheng Ying felt as if a cold draft was seeping into the blankets at the foot of the bed.

She was injured and very sensitive to temperature.

Use your feet to roll up the bedding and tidy it up.

"Ying'er".

Yang Guo refused to let go.

Cheng Ying: "Hmm?"

Its joints were clearly defined, and it was crystal clear; he couldn't bear to part with it.

This was a real hardship for the woman.

No matter how bold she was, she was in love with him.

But this is clearly a little thing that only happens between husband and wife.

Wait, that's not right. Normal couples don't act like that.

These are naturally reserved for women of the night.

Although she had already taken a bath after waking up, she still had her feet wrapped in cloth all day long.

This place is just as private as the other three.

Even worse.

In any family, this would be considered unfaithful and a disgrace to the family. Isn't this a classic case of letting one's husband indulge in pleasure and neglect his duties?

But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free; the key was that she couldn't muster any strength.