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Neither of them spoke again, and they followed Wu Feng to the backyard.

After passing through a short corridor, we arrived at the backyard.

The courtyard wasn't large, but it was elegantly decorated.

Several banana plants were planted in the corner of the wall, their large leaves swaying gently in the wind.

A clump of bamboo grows against the wall, its leaves rustling softly.

The ground was paved with blue bricks, and tiny moss grew in the cracks between the bricks.

Wu Xingyun was sitting in the stone pavilion in the center of the courtyard.

Dressed in white, he sat on a stone bench, holding a teacup in his hand, his gaze fixed on the open space outside the pavilion.

His expression was calm, revealing no emotion.

On the open ground, a figure was moving back and forth.

Li Qinglu was dressed in a light blue outfit, her hair tied up high, and she was practicing her punches one move at a time.

Her movements weren't too fast, but she was very serious about each one.

Throw a punch, retract your fist, turn around, and throw another punch.

Wu Feng stood aside and watched for a while, recognizing that she was practicing the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand.

The moves are still a bit rusty and the transitions aren't very smooth, but the stance is already correct.

She is indeed much stronger than the frail Western Xia princess she once was.

He turned his gaze back to the pavilion.

Wu Xingyun also looked at him.

"You're back," Wu Xingyun said, his tone indifferent, just like usual.

Wu Feng nodded and led Mu Wanqing and Azi into the pavilion.

He sat down on the stone bench and gestured for the two of them to sit as well.

Mu Wanqing and Azi sat down side by side, their eyes unable to resist glancing at Wu Xingyun.

Wu Xingyun was also watching them.

His gaze swept across Mu Wanqing's face and then landed on Azi. He didn't say anything, but his calm demeanor made both of them a little nervous.

Li Qinglu also saw Wu Feng over there.

Her eyes lit up, and she quickly stopped what she was doing and jogged over.

He was running so fast that he didn't even have time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

She slowed down when she reached the pavilion and saw Mu Wanqing and Azi, and paused for a moment.

Then he walked over to Wu Feng, looked at the two of them, and asked, "Wu Lang, who are these two?"

Wu Feng pointed and said, "This is A Zi, and this is Mu Wanqing. They'll be with us from now on."

Upon hearing this, Li Qinglu smiled and greeted the two of them, "My name is Li Qinglu, hello."

Mu Wanqing nodded and softly replied, "Mu Wanqing."

Ah Zi quickly replied, "Ah Zi."

The group had become acquainted.

Wu Xingyun, holding his teacup, looked at Wu Feng and asked, "Did you kill Ding Chunqiu?"

"Kill him." Wu Feng nodded.

Wu Xingyun didn't ask any more questions, picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Li Qinglu sat down beside Wu Feng, looked at him, and asked curiously, "Wu Lang, where are we going next?"

Wu Feng leaned back in his chair, his tone indifferent: "It's time to go and take a look at the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun."

Upon hearing this, Li Qinglu frowned slightly.

She scratched her head and whispered, "Wu Lang, those Khitans in Liao are not to be trifled with. I've heard that things are very chaotic there, and they fight all the time."

Wu Feng glanced at her: "I'm not going to have a direct conflict with them. Let's go first and see what happens."

Hearing him say this, Li Qinglu didn't say anything more, but just nodded.

The group chatted idly in the pavilion for a while.

Wu Feng got up and led Mu Wanqing and A Zi to the master bedroom to arrange their accommodations.

The courtyard was quite large, with plenty of empty rooms. He picked two adjacent rooms and opened the door for the two to see.

"You'll be living here from now on," he said. "Just tell the servants if you need anything."

Mu Wanqing went in and took a look.

The room was spacious, the beds and bedding were new, the tables and chairs were complete, and the window faced the backyard, where you could see the banana trees.

She nodded and said softly, "Thank you, young master."

Ah Zi also peeked in, a smile on her face.

After settling into his lodgings, Wu Feng returned to the pavilion.

Manager Wang has already arrived with his men.

Several servants carried trays and placed the dishes one by one on the stone table.

Braised pork, stewed chicken, steamed fish, stir-fried vegetables, cold dishes, and a large bowl of hot soup filled the table.

The wine was also served, a pot of warmed Shaoxing wine, its aroma mingling with the smell of the dishes.

Wu Xingyun, Li Qinglu, Mu Wanqing, and Azi all came over and sat around the stone table.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks: "Eat."

Several people started eating.

Li Qinglu sat next to Wu Feng, occasionally serving him food.

Azi sat opposite, eating in small bites, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at Li Qinglu.

Mu Wanqing ate very quietly, only using her chopsticks to eat the dishes in front of her.

Wu Xingyun didn't eat much; he picked up a few bites and then put them down, slowly drinking from his wine glass.

Wu Feng ate quickly, finishing his bowl of rice in no time.

Manager Wang served him from the side, and when he saw that the bowl was empty, he quickly added more rice.

The meal took almost half an hour to finish.

The dishes on the table were gradually emptied, and the pot of yellow wine was also finished.

Wu Feng put down his chopsticks, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh.

The fatigue from traveling for several days has finally dissipated a bit.

Li Qinglu also put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

Wu Xingyun stood up, nodded to Wu Feng, and turned to go back to his room.

Mu Wanqing and Azi also stood up, greeted Wu Feng, and went back to their rooms.

Li Qinglu didn't leave; she stood next to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng glanced at her, stood up, and said to Steward Wang, "Have someone prepare hot water and bring it to my room."

Steward Wang quickly replied, "Yes, General."

Wu Feng turned and walked towards his room.

Li Qinglu followed behind, her steps light and quick.

Once inside, Wu Feng walked to the table and sat down.

Li Qinglu followed her in and closed the door behind her.

Wu Feng looked at her and asked, "Did you learn martial arts from Xingyun?"

Li Qinglu nodded, a hint of pride on her face: "Yes, Wu Lang. I've learned a martial art called the Tianshan Plum Blossom Hand. Combined with the Lesser Formless Skill you taught me, I can now be considered a master."

Wu Feng looked at her and nodded.

Indeed, quite impressive. Although his moves are still somewhat rusty and his internal energy is shallow, he has already reached the threshold of a third-rate martial artist.

She's much stronger than the princess who couldn't even hold a knife properly back then.

The two chatted for a while, then footsteps came from outside the door.

Steward Wang led two servants in carrying wooden buckets, followed by two maids carrying hot water.

They placed the wooden bucket in place, poured in hot water, tested the water temperature, and then bowed and withdrew.

The door closed, and the room became quiet.

Wu Feng stood up, walked up to Li Qinglu, and looked at her.

Li Qinglu raised her head, her cheeks slowly turning red.

Wu Feng reached out and waved.

Li Qinglu blushed and walked over.

The two took a shower. The air was filled with steam and warmth.

When Li Qinglu came out of the shower, her hair was wet, her face was tired, and her eyes were almost closed.

Wu Feng took a cloth and dried her hair, then picked her up and took her back to her room.

Li Qinglu huddled under the covers, mumbled something, turned over, and quickly fell asleep.

Wu Feng stood by the bed and watched her for a while before turning and leaving the room.

A cool night breeze blew by.

He looked up at the sky; the moon hung in the sky, and the stars were scattered about.

His gaze fell down, sweeping across the courtyard.

A person was sitting on the roof of the courtyard.

I sat on the roof ridge, hugging my knees, looking up at the sky.

The moonlight shone on her, giving her white dress a faint silver edge.

Her hair was loose, with a few strands blowing gently in the night breeze.

She was not wearing a veil.

Wu Feng looked for a moment, then pushed off the ground and rose into the air.

The ladder-like cloud technique unfolded, and it floated lightly down onto the rooftop, landing beside her.

Mu Wanqing turned around when she heard the noise. When she saw it was him, a smile appeared on her face.

"Can't sleep?" Wu Feng sat down next to her.

Mu Wanqing shook her head, then nodded. She said softly, "It's still early. I just finished bathing, let me sit for a while."

Wu Feng didn't speak, his gaze fixed on her face.

Under the moonlight, that face was exceptionally clear.

Her eyebrows were curved, her skin was fair with a faint pink tint. Her eyelashes were long, casting a small shadow on her eyelids.

Her lips were slightly pursed, with a hint of a smile.

It really looks good.

It looks much better than when I wear a veil during the day.

Wu Feng watched for a while, then reached out and hooked her chin with his fingertips.

Mu Wanqing was stunned for a moment, her body stiffening slightly.

But she didn't dodge; she just let him hook her arm around her, her eyes fixed on him.

"You're so beautiful, Wanqing," Wu Feng said, his tone calm but earnest. "Why don't you become my wife?"

Mu Wanqing stared at him with wide eyes.

Those eyes held surprise, shyness, joy—everything.

Her cheeks slowly warmed up, and the blush spread from her cheeks to her ears and down her neck.

She opened her mouth, as if to say something. But the words caught in her throat.

She just stared at him for several breaths.

Then she lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

The sound was very soft, almost inaudible, but Wu Feng heard it.

"Um."

Wu Feng's lips curled slightly. He released her and pulled her into his arms.

Mu Wanqing leaned against his chest and could hear his heartbeat, thump-thump-thump, steady and strong.

She closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.