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

Before long, the two had eaten and drunk their fill.

Chen Yanzhou brushed the broken bones and debris off his hands, rubbed his greasy palms on the grass, and let out a loud, satisfied burp.

The eagle's eyes gleamed as it ate, preening its glossy chest feathers with its enormous iron beak, occasionally letting out a low growl.

"Alright, we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to leave." Chen Yanzhou stood up, patted the dirt off his backside, and waved to the Divine Eagle, "Brother Eagle, you'll have to spend the night in this forest. I'll come find you early tomorrow morning."

The Divine Eagle tilted its head and glanced at him, then looked at Huang Rong, who had "panda eyes" and was pretending to be dead with her head down. It seemed to understand, let out a soft cry, spread its wings, and with a gust of wind, landed steadily on the horizontal branch of an old pine tree not far away, and closed its eyes to rest.

"Let's go." Chen Yanzhou glanced at Huang Rong, his tone mocking.

Huang Rong stood up silently, still clutching the half-eaten chicken leg bone tightly in her hand, looking like a wronged little wife, following closely behind Chen Yanzhou.

The two hurried into Xiangyang City before the city gates closed.

At this time, the city of Xiangyang was already lit up with lanterns, and the stalls on both sides of the street were preparing to close up shop. The air was filled with the aroma of cooking smoke and food.

Chen Yanzhou skillfully navigated through several secluded alleys, leading Huang Rong back to the Beggars' Sect's branch.

As soon as the two stepped into the courtyard, a dark figure darted out of the house like lightning, accompanied by a burst of urgent barking.

"Woof! Woof woof!"

As soon as Wangcai saw Chen Yanzhou, its tail wagged so hard it almost became a propeller. It rubbed against Chen Yanzhou's legs, sniffing and humming excitedly.

Turning its head, it saw Huang Rong behind it. It didn't shy away and even leaned over to lick her hand, but Huang Rong dodged it with a look of disgust.

"Get out of here." Huang Rong was in a bad mood and muttered irritably, kicking Wangcai's butt.

At this moment, Lu Youjiao walked out of the main room with a tattered account book in his hand and a worried look on his face.

As soon as he looked up and saw Chen Yanzhou, the wrinkles on his old face instantly smoothed out, and he hurriedly came to greet him.

"Yanzhou, you're finally back!" Lu Youjiao breathed a sigh of relief, stuffing the account book into his arms. "I thought you'd run away again."

Chen Yanzhou waved his hand and said with a smile, "I'm not running anymore, I'm not running anymore."

Upon hearing this, Lu Youjiao's smile deepened. Just as he was about to say something, his gaze suddenly fell on Huang Rong's face behind Chen Yanzhou.

"Huh?" Lu Youjiao froze, pointing at Huang Rong's bruised and purple left eye. He blinked, his face full of astonishment. "Miss, what happened to your eye? It was perfectly fine when you went out this morning!"

Huang Rong froze, instinctively wanting to cover her face with her sleeve, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Chen Yanzhou suppressed a laugh, coughed lightly, and said with a straight face, "Did you fall down yourself?"

Hearing this, Huang Rong was so angry that her teeth itched, and she suddenly looked up and glared at Chen Yanzhou.

However, because only one eye could be opened, its gaze not only lacked murderous intent but also appeared somewhat comical.

She opened her mouth, but didn't dare to speak. In her heart, she could only curse this bastard's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Lu Youjiao was an honest man and didn't think much of it, but shook his head repeatedly: "Oh dear, we have to be careful. It's not good for a young lady to have a scar on her face. Should we ask Doctor Liao to come and take a look?"

"No need, it's just a minor injury, I can treat it myself." Chen Yanzhou pushed Lu Youjiao out, "Alright, Grandpa Lu, it's getting late, you should get some rest too. We can talk about the account book tomorrow, I'm exhausted today, I need to go to bed early."

"Alright, then don't forget to watch it tomorrow." Although Lu Youjiao was a little puzzled, he still reminded him before leaving.

After dismissing Lu Youjiao, Chen Yanzhou grabbed Huang Rong's wrist and, before she could react, pulled her into his room.

Wangcai wagged its tail and followed in. Chen Yanzhou pointed to the corner and said, "Wangcai, go stay over there. Don't run around unless I tell you to."

Wangcai whimpered and obediently lay down to the side, its head resting on its front paws, its pair of shiny black eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

"Sit down," Chen Yanzhou said, pointing to the round stool beside the table.

Huang Rong pouted, reluctantly sat down, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked wary: "What are you going to do now? Let me tell you, I will definitely pay you back, so don't even think about hitting me again!"

Chen Yanzhou ignored her and turned around to rummage through the cabinets in the room.

A short while later, he returned carrying a slightly worn-out wooden medicine box, which he placed on the table with a thud.

"What are you doing?" Huang Rong shrank her neck.

"What can I do? I'll apply some medicine for you." Chen Yanzhou opened the medicine box and rummaged through it to find a bottle of dark, sticky ointment.

Huang Rong was taken aback for a moment, and the resentment in her heart inexplicably dissipated a bit, but she still stubbornly said, "Hmph, at least you still have some conscience and know how to care for people!"

Without looking up, Chen Yanzhou replied, "If you behave yourself, you'll get beaten less often in the future, and you can save a lot on these medicines."

"You!" Huang Rong's initial goodwill vanished instantly, and she was so angry that she wanted to slam her fist on the table.

"Don't move." Chen Yanzhou suddenly reached out and gently pinched Huang Rong's chin with two fingers, lifting it upwards.

Huang Rong's body suddenly stiffened.

The two were very close, and Chen Yanzhou's warm breath brushed against her face, carrying a faint aroma of beggar's chicken.

Looking into those eyes so close to hers, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and a blush crept onto her face.

She subconsciously held her breath, and the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat. She could only let him do as he pleased and obediently tilted her head back.

Chen Yanzhou dabbed a little black ointment with his fingertip and gently applied it to Huang Rong's swollen eye sockets.

"Ouch—it hurts! Be gentle!" Huang Rong winced in pain, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"Serves you right, I'll teach you a lesson." Chen Yanzhou cursed, but he did indeed lighten the pressure on his hands considerably.

The ointment felt cool and soothing, and it did provide much relief when applied to my burning skin.

But soon, an indescribable, strange smell entered Huang Rong's nostrils.

The smell was pungent, with a hint of herbal bitterness and an indescribable fishy or muttony odor. In short, it was definitely not some expensive beauty cream.

Huang Rong sniffed, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper: "Hey, what kind of medicine is this? Why does it smell so bad?"

Chen Yanzhou's hands didn't stop working, and he casually replied, "Oh, this. This is a blood-activating and stasis-removing ointment that I specially prepared for Wangcai. That stupid dog often gets bitten on the head and bleeds when he fights with other stray dogs on the street. Applying this will definitely reduce the swelling in less than two days."

The air was deathly silent.

Huang Rong's head, which was tilted back, froze. Her intact right eye widened as big as a copper bell, and her face was full of disbelief.

"What...what did you say?" Huang Rong's voice trembled.

"You actually used veterinary drugs on me?"

Chen Yanzhou looked at her as if it were a matter of course, "The effect is quite good, don't complain. I personally prepared this, and I added several precious medicinal herbs to it."

Huang Rong completely lost her temper. She jumped up from the stool, ignoring the pain in her eyes, and was about to speak when Chen Yanzhou pressed her down.

"Don't move around, it's not over yet. Let me tell you, don't cry if you end up with scars."