Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

Chen Yanzhou looked at Huang Rong's tense expression, but he wasn't annoyed. He just sighed helplessly and took a sip of tea.

"Fine, go if you want to leave. You have legs, you can't just tie yourself up, can you?"

He put down his teacup and pointed to the open staircase: "But I must warn you, this world is not peaceful. Especially in the Zhangjiakou area, bandits and outlaws are as numerous as hairs on a cow. Right now, your acupoints are not yet released, and you have no internal strength. At most, you are just a slightly more agile beggar."

As he spoke, he looked Huang Rong up and down, her filthy yet undeniably pretty face, and clicked his tongue twice: "If you run into her, don't blame me for not warning you."

Huang Rong, who was about to take a step, suddenly froze.

I was so focused on being angry and settling scores that I completely forgot about this!

"You..." Huang Rong turned around, her cheeks puffed out in anger, her hand trembling as she pointed at Chen Yanzhou, "You're despicable! Vulgar! Shameless!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Chen Yanzhou smiled and accepted it all. "In our Beggars' Sect, all's fair in war."

Huang Rong bit her lip, her eyes reddening again. She couldn't beat him in a fight, and she couldn't run away. This bastard was simply her nemesis.

"What exactly do you want?" Huang Rong plopped back into her chair, grabbed a chicken leg, and took a big bite as if she were biting into Chen Yanzhou's flesh. "Tell me, how are you going to trick me this time?"

"That's more like it, harmony brings wealth." Chen Yanzhou leaned forward and lowered his voice, looking just like the Big Bad Wolf trying to lure Little Red Riding Hood. "This time I'm not trying to trick you, I have a tremendous opportunity to give you."

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, clearly not believing a single punctuation mark.

"I need to go somewhere, and I'm missing... um, I'm missing a helper." Chen Yanzhou tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "If you agree to come with me, I'll not only immediately release your pressure points, but after we're done, I'll also teach you a top-notch sword technique."

"Really?" Huang Rong looked at him suspiciously. "You never tell the truth."

"My greatest strength is honesty," Chen Yanzhou said with an upright expression. "Besides, why would I need to lie to you?"

Huang Rong thought about it and realized that it made sense. If this bastard wanted to harm her, he could have just left her here and ignored her. Why bother with all this talking?

"Fine! I'll trust you one more time!" Huang Rong slammed the chicken bone in her hand on the table. "If you dare to lie to me, I'll... I'll stew your dog!"

Wangcai, who was lying by the door gnawing on a bone, suddenly sneezed and looked up blankly.

"make a deal."

Chen Yanzhou's lips curled into a slight smile, then he turned and called out towards the door, "Waiter!"

The waiter pushed open the door and came in with a beaming smile: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Go and prepare some dry rations for me, the kind that keeps well. Also..." Chen Yanzhou took out a silver ingot from his pocket and tossed it over, "Go to the pharmacy and the general store and buy me some cumin, Sichuan peppercorns, chili powder, and the best quality salt and soy sauce, the more the better."

The waiter was taken aback. Buying dry rations was understandable, but why buy so many seasonings? Was he planning to become a chef?

But he didn't dare ask any more questions, and after taking the money, he ran out quickly.

Huang Rong also looked puzzled: "Where are we going? To open a restaurant in the middle of nowhere?"

"You'll find out when the time comes," Chen Yanzhou said with a mysterious smile, then said no more.

Half an hour later.

The waiter came running back, panting, carrying two large packages. One package contained flatbread and beef jerky, while the other was full of bottles and jars.

Chen Yanzhou inspected the package, nodded in satisfaction, tied a knot, and casually placed it on Wangcai's back.

"Let's go, while it's still early." Chen Yanzhou picked up the jade dog-beating stick from the table and stood up.

Huang Rong had just finished eating and drinking when a wave of drowsiness washed over her.

She stayed up all night doing accounts, and her mind was under a lot of tension. Now that she's relaxed, her eyelids are drooping.

"I'm not leaving..." Huang Rong said softly, slumped over the table, "I want to sleep... I'm so sleepy..."

Chen Yanzhou frowned: "We need to hurry, or we'll miss our lodging."

"I don't care..." Huang Rong buried her head in her arms and started to act spoiled. "I want to sleep... Even if the King of Heaven himself came, I would still want to sleep..."

Chen Yanzhou looked at her unwavering demeanor and was somewhat speechless.

Although this girl is extremely intelligent, she is still a teenager and has been pampered since childhood. It must have been tough for her to go through all that trouble last night.

But he didn't want to waste time. The Dugu Sword Tomb was still several days away. The sooner he arrived, the sooner he could master the divine skill. Besides, time waits for no one.

"Really not leaving?" Chen Yanzhou poked her shoulder with his dog-beating stick.

"I'm not leaving..." Huang Rong grumbled, too lazy to even open her eyes.

"Alright."

Chen Yanzhou sighed, walked up to her, and squatted down with his back to her.

"Come up."

Huang Rong groggily opened her eyes, stared at the broad back in front of her, and asked in surprise, "What?"

"I'll carry you on my back," Chen Yanzhou said irritably.

She glanced at Chen Yanzhou's back, about to refuse, but then she thought that she was now a "little beggar," and if she refused, wouldn't he see through her?

"Alright, then I'll just have to make do."

Huang Rong muttered something, and without any hesitation, she leaned to the side and climbed onto Chen Yanzhou's back.

Chen Yanzhou felt a weight on his back as two soft, squishy things pressed against him, but his sense of touch was extremely sharp and acute.

This girl looks thin, but she's got all the right curves.

He supported Huang Rong's legs with both hands and suddenly stood up.

"Wow, you look so skinny, how come you're so heavy?" Chen Yanzhou deliberately bounced him around. "You must sneak a lot of snacks, right?"

Huang Rong had just found a comfortable position to catch up on her sleep when she heard this, and she was immediately furious.

She casually grabbed the dog-beating stick from Chen Yanzhou's hand and smacked him on the head without any hesitation.

"Knock!"

"What are you saying!"

Chen Yanzhou hissed in pain: "Are you treating me like a donkey? Besides, that's the Dog-Beating Stick, the symbol of the Beggars' Sect! Can't you have any respect for it?"

"I'm going to beat you up, you shameless bastard!"

The two bickered as they left Changqing Tower.