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

"Brother Guo, is it getting cold?"

Guo Fu clung tightly to him.

The chill he brought was quickly dispelled by her.

Yang Guo's arm was tightly wrapped around her, and he was trapped in it.

"Fu'er, why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing here?"

When the four arrived, it was already late, and there were only three rooms available.

So Guo Fu took on the task of caring for the wounded.

First, apply the medicine to Chen Chenqing, then put Cheng Ying to sleep.

The main point is to prevent him from getting close to any women.

Yang Guo hadn't planned to do anything, so he just accompanied Cheng Ying back to her room.

But it was obvious that the girl, who had planned this all along, caught him red-handed.

The girl's body was trembling uncontrollably, clearly due to extreme tension.

Seeing her boldness just now, Yang Guo thought she was fearless.

But the touch of such snow-white skin made his heart race.

How could he possibly let this opportunity, which had come to him so readily, pass him by?

Guo Fu instinctively resisted his pressure.

"Fu'er, aren't you cold sleeping like this?"

"Would you like me to warm you up?"

Guo Fu gave a soft "hmm".

Yang Guo held onto that warmth, but it still wasn't enough.

He reached towards her neck.

After trying for a long time, Yang Guo was at his wit's end, still unable to find out where the system was.

"Idiot, it's on your waist."

The girl was extremely embarrassed and ashamed.

Don't these usually have buttons at the top and bottom?

Is this girl different?

He didn't have time to think about these things right now.

After all, how could such a thin layer possibly stop him?

The reason he wanted to tear it off was simply because he wanted to.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating the area in front of the bed, where the crimson hue was dazzling.

The girl gripped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands, gazing at the moonlight with a dazed look, without uttering a word.

She almost bit her lip until it bled.

But that still couldn't stop the decadent music from spreading.

"Brother Guo, is that so?"

The girl gritted her teeth and asked the question that had been bothering her.

She had never been in contact with anyone before, yet she was throwing herself at him. How could she not know what was going on between men and women?

Although at this moment she was indeed experiencing feelings she had never felt before.

Previously, it was because she had difficulty speaking.

How come it's him now?

What she found even more unbearable was that the layers of moonlight streaming down mirrored her current feelings, making it impossible for her to think about anything.

Yang Guo had never been so attached to someone's reaction.

This isn't the first time we've tried something like this.

But the fragrant aroma wafting from the forest made him unable to resist exploring.

"Fu'er?"

Guo Fu covered her face tightly with both hands, refusing to let go no matter what.

Yang Guo got up and hastily washed his face.

"What's wrong, Fu'er?"

Then he grabbed the crumpled bed sheet and threw it aside.

"Damn it, I don't want this! Why is it always this?"

The girl, however, pounced on him in dissatisfaction.

"You clearly think so too, you bastard."

The girl repeated the same action countless times.

She gently gathered the stray hairs from her temples and tucked them behind her ears, otherwise she would have a mouthful of hair again.

Nowadays, the roles of men and women are reversed.

This time, it was Yang Guo's turn to look at the moonlight.

It seemed like someone was by the window?

The dark figure moved.

Yang Guo was startled.

The girl protested with muffled noises.

Yang Guo quickly held the girl down and pulled back the bed curtains, saying, "Who's there!"

A hoarse voice rang out, faintly discernible as a woman's: "It's me."

Yang Guo breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are you doing here? Hmm."

Yang Guo could only soothe the girl's head.

This finally calmed her down.

"Why are you here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Zhao Wu wanted to kill him at that moment.

I really don't know what it is about him that you like.

Lustful and shameless.

"Didn't you tell me to come later?"

"hiss!"

The girl protested again.

But what kind of time is this? How can you grind it with your teeth?

And what do you mean by that?

I've brought you here to talk business.

Won't what you said just make this jealous girl even angrier?

"Ahem, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood saying that so late at night? I called you here to discuss serious business."

Yang Guo quickly regained his composure.

This was a real hardship for the girl who had her head covered.

I couldn't help but roll my eyes. What should I do?

Yang Guo was also distressed, so he prepared to resolve the matter quickly: "You should first send someone to find the Southern Emperor. Although he is not the Emperor of Dali, persuading him will naturally benefit your trip to Dali."

Yang Guo couldn't help but gently stroke the girl.

Zhao Wu listened quietly under the moonlight.

It was strange, though, that she could always hear rustling sounds, but she didn't know what they were.

"besides……"

Yang Guo paused for a moment, and then slowly got up from the bed.

She grabbed the clothes from the bedside, covered herself with them, and walked to the window.

The woman in the black robe stared wide-eyed.

That bastard.

Her eyes were practically spitting fire.

"Dali's reluctance stems from two main considerations."

"Firstly, when the war with the Mongols broke out, our dynasty was the first to bear the brunt. Dali is located in the southwest, bordering both Tibet and our dynasty, so it can naturally sit back and watch the tigers fight."

Yang Guo was dismissive, but unfortunately, this was precisely because the bone was too tough to chew.

"What, you didn't mention the Mongol Ogedei's attempt to invade southward?"

Zhao Wu suddenly looked up and shifted his gaze from the crimson clothes to Yang Guo.

"Why are you looking at me?"

Yang Guo tugged at his clothes.

He continued, "If Dali doesn't believe it, that's easy to handle too."

"At this time, Mongolia should have already drawn up a map of the mountains and terrain leading to the southwest."

"Do you really think that the Mongols need to take the official road through Dali to enter the northern border?"

Yang Guo scoffed.

These words startled Zhao Wu so much that his body trembled.

"How did you know?" Her voice was hoarse, filled with shock.

"Xiao Wu, you're so cute."

Yang Guo looked at the cool and cute woman under the moonlight.

The voice just fell.

A loud thud came from the bed.

A loud bang came from the window.

It seems both of these women have bad tempers.

"Ahem, you can send someone to investigate within Tibet, but remember to leave evidence for Dali to verify."

Zhao Wu had no interest in ignoring his earlier flirting.

He was about to turn around and leave.

"Where are you going?" Yang Guo climbed over the windowsill and grabbed her.

"I haven't finished speaking!"

"That's just one aspect."

The woman, who had initially wanted to shake off his hand in disgust, fell silent.

"As long as the Dali emperor is not incompetent, he will see through the Mongols' ambitions and will naturally not harbor any illusions."

"The second point is simply to reinforce this idea."

"I believe Dali knows more about Tibet."

"What are your thoughts on the Vajrayana Buddhism sect and its sacred sites within its territory?"

Zhao Wu said slowly, "The Holy Land is above all else."

Yang Guo was surprised.

Yang Guo asked in confusion, "Then the Golden Wheel Monk, who is at the very core of the Pope's inner circle, is now serving the Mongols and may even be appointed as the Mongol National Preceptor."

"Do you think Tibet has already pledged allegiance to the Mongols?"

Yang Guo played with the little maid's small hand.

Her skin was fair and tender, very soft, unlike her cold, grumpy face.

The woman was still in shock and didn't pay any attention to his little job.

Yang Guo felt that the woman had come at the wrong time, which made his Fu'er afraid to show her face.

The woman's arrival was perfectly timed; after all, he was no longer interested in young girls, and interrupting her was exactly what he wanted.

He was very unhappy that he had to end things with the girl so hastily, so of course he wanted to get revenge.