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

The campfire outside the cave gradually died down, leaving only a few scarlet embers flickering in the night wind.

Inside the cave, a large pot of snake soup, along with the meat, had been scraped clean.

That Bosqu snake was truly a rare species, not only was its flesh delicious, but once inside the stomach it would transform into a torrent of heat that would travel wildly through the limbs and bones.

Chen Yanzhou felt that the internal energy in his dantian, which was originally like a trickle, was now like a torrent after a rainstorm. Although it hadn't reached the point of breaking the dam, the feeling of fullness and swelling made him feel so comfortable that he wanted to roar to the sky.

"belch--"

A loud, unseemly burp broke the silence inside the cave.

Huang Rong lay sprawled on the stone bed covered with dry grass, completely unladylike, her small hands rubbing her slightly swollen belly, her face full of languid contentment.

At this moment, her originally pale face was flushed with two alluring blushes due to the nourishing effect of snake meat, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Feed".

Huang Rong squinted, like a kitten basking in the sun after a good meal, her voice soft and sweet, without the previous sharpness, "I didn't realize your cooking skills were so good."

Chen Yanzhou leaned against the stone wall, a toothpick dangling from his mouth. Hearing this, he scoffed, "Of course. Don't you even know that my skills are something countless people in Xiangyang City would kill for? You're just lucky to have come across this."

"Tch, you think you can climb a tree just because you're given a pole?"

Huang Rong rolled her eyes, but this time she didn't argue back, after all, she felt obligated to help someone who had eaten her food.

She turned her head, her large, clear eyes darting around twice before finally settling on the jade dog-beating stick hanging from Chen Yanzhou's waist, and then moving to his face.

"that……"

Huang Rong sat up and moved closer to Chen Yanzhou, her tone tinged with a hint of probing, "You said before that if I came with you, you would teach me a peerless sword technique... Do you still stand by that promise?"

Chen Yanzhou raised an eyebrow, glanced at her sideways, and said with a half-smile, "Oh, you remembered now? I seem to recall someone saying they were unyielding before, saying they didn't care at all? And even calling me a liar?"

Huang Rong's expression froze.

She blinked twice, looking at Chen Yanzhou with a blank expression, as if she had lost her memory: "Huh? Really? Who said that? It definitely wasn't me."

As she spoke, she looked around seriously, with an innocent expression that said, "You must have misheard me, big brother. You must have misremembered."

Chen Yanzhou was amused by her shameless behavior.

This girl changes her expression faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Alright, stop acting." Chen Yanzhou reached out and poked her smooth forehead in an annoyed tone. "Don't give me that crap. Since I promised you, you'll naturally get your share of the benefits."

Huang Rong covered her forehead, but instead of crying out in pain, she smiled with her eyes crinkling, like a little fox who had just stolen some fish.

"I knew my brother was the most trustworthy!"

"Stop flattering me and go to sleep early," Chen Yanzhou said seriously, spitting out the straw.

Chen Yanzhou shrank into the haystack, found a comfortable position to lie down, and said, "We have to get up very early tomorrow and have Brother Diao lead us to the Sword Tomb."

Huang Rong perked up her ears, about to ask more questions, when she heard the even breathing sounds coming from beside her.

"Is it a pig? It falls asleep so quickly."

Huang Rong muttered something.

Outside the cave, the Divine Eagle stood guard at the entrance, occasionally letting out a low cry.

Wangcai was fast asleep beside the fire.

Huang Rong felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier. The warm current from the snake meat was like the best tranquilizer. Before long, she drifted off to sleep.

……

The next day.

The first rays of morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the vines at the cave entrance, dappling the stone bed.

The birdsong in the mountains and forests is crisp and melodious, mixed with the fresh scent of grass and trees, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Chen Yanzhou woke up with an extremely uncomfortable feeling of suffocation.

The feeling was like a heavy stone weighing dozens of kilograms was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. His neck was also warm and wet, as if some kind of soft-bodied animal was crawling on it.

"Sleep paralysis?"

Chen Yanzhou opened his eyes groggily.

What comes into view is an enlarged image of a little face, rosy from sleeping.

Huang Rong wrapped herself around him like an octopus, using both her hands and feet.

One leg was wrapped around his waist, both hands were tightly wrapped around his neck, and her head was resting unceremoniously on his chest.

The worst part was that the girl was sleeping soundly with her mouth slightly open, and a strand of clear drool was flowing down the corner of her mouth, soaking a large area of ​​Chen Yanzhou's collar.

Chen Yanzhou: "..."

He took a deep breath and looked at this "future female strategist" who was completely out of bed and defenseless, and felt his brain throbbing.

Where did the promised intelligence and quirky cleverness go?

What happened to the well-bred young lady and princess of Peach Blossom Island?

That's it?

"Snoring..."

Huang Rong seemed to find the position uncomfortable enough, and made a pig-like grunt sound in her throat. She rubbed her head against Chen Yanzhou's chest, spreading the drool evenly.

The veins on Chen Yanzhou's forehead throbbed twice. That brat.

"Hello!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Chen Yanzhou reached out and pinched Huang Rong's pert nose with two fingers, applying a little force.

"Well……"

Feeling short of breath, Huang Rong frowned and instinctively opened her mouth wide to breathe. She waved her hand in annoyance, trying to swat away the hand that was disturbing her peaceful sleep.

"Smack."

The small hand patted Chen Yanzhou's face softly; it didn't hurt, but it was extremely insulting.

Chen Yanzhou laughed in exasperation.

He released his grip on her nose and instead cupped Huang Rong's cheeks with both hands, squeezing them together like kneading dough.

"Get up! The sun's already high in the sky!"

Huang Rong finally woke up.

She opened her eyes groggily, her vision still blurry. She felt as if her face had been squeezed into a bun and her lips had been forced to pout.

"Ugh... water..."

She mumbled incoherently, her eyes unfocused as she looked at Chen Yanzhou, who was standing close by.

Three full breaths passed.

Huang Rong's focus slowly returned, and her brain began to function again.

She saw Chen Yanzhou's face, which was full of disdain.

I felt like I was clinging to someone like a koala.

She could feel the cool dampness at the corner of her mouth and the suspicious water stain on Chen Yanzhou's collar.

"!!!"

Huang Rong's eyes, which had been somewhat dazed, suddenly widened, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and she sprang back.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Because of the large range of motion, and because the stone bed was not wide to begin with, she suddenly stepped back and landed squarely on the back of her head on the ground beneath the stone bed.

"Ouch!"

Huang Rong clutched the back of her head, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain, but at that moment, shame completely overwhelmed the pain.

She sat on the ground, her face as red as a boiled shrimp, pointing at Chen Yanzhou, and stammered, "You...you...you...what did you do to me?!"

Chen Yanzhou slowly sat up, pointed to his wet collar, and looked like a victim.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

Huang Rong followed his gaze and, upon seeing the obvious saliva stain, wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

What a shame!

How did I end up sleeping like this? It must be because I was too tired yesterday.

"Then...you must have seen wrong!"

Huang Rong stubbornly insisted, "That's...that's dew! The cave is damp, it's dew dripping down!"

"Young man, you have an illness. I'll treat you when I have time."

Chen Yanzhou said with a half-smile.

"Chen Yanzhou! Shut up!"

Huang Rong was filled with shame and indignation. She stood up, grabbed his collar, and shook him violently. "Don't say it! Forget it! Forget everything!"

Chen Yanzhou's head ached from being shaken, so he quickly pressed her down and then caught his breath.