Wuxia: Ning Zhongze, who became a disciple of Mount Hua, is shrouded in blue silver.

"Little Fish, run! My martial arts are better than yours. I can definitely stop Auntie. Trust me!"

Hua Wuque and Jiang Xiaoyu immediately started arguing.

Yaoyue sneered, "None of you are leaving today. Jiang Xiaoyu must die, and Hua Wuque will be imprisoned for life."

Yaoyue immediately attacked Jiang Xiaoyu.

Hua Wuque wanted to block the blow for him, but Jiang Xiaoyu struck him in the chest first, pushing him far away.

Jiang Xiaoyu smiled at Hua Wuque, then closed her eyes and calmly awaited her death.

"Boom!"

A tremendous noise echoed throughout the main hall of the Yihua Palace!

Jiang Xiaoyu thought she was going to die, but she didn't.

He found a beautiful woman standing in front of him, blocking the fatal blow.

Before he could react, the woman pushed him toward Hua Wuque.

"Get out of here!"

The Palace Master of Lianxing roared at the two brothers.

Palace Mistress Lianxing had always obeyed her sister, but this was the first time she had defied her and confronted her directly.

Hua Wuque felt as if his heart was being torn apart when he saw Palace Master Lianxing help him.

He didn't want to leave because he knew that if he left, Palace Master Lianxing would be in dire straits.

If there is any warmth left in the Yihua Palace, it is only from the Palace Mistress Lianxing.

"Walk!"

Jiang Xiaoyu decisively set up Hua Wuque and tried to leave.

But Hua Wuque was very stubborn and refused to leave no matter what.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew that persuasion was useless.

So he stopped talking, struck Hua Wuque on the back of the neck with a palm, and knocked him unconscious.

The timing that Palace Mistress Lianxing seized was crucial, and Jiang Xiaoyu knew how to cherish it.

Inside the main hall of Yihua Palace, the two palace masters started fighting.

Yaoyue's martial arts were already stronger than Lianxing's, and now she has mastered the ninth level of Mingyu Gong, so of course Lianxing can't beat her.

The duel ended quickly.

Yaoyue is a grandmaster-level expert, and Lianxing couldn't even withstand three moves.

But Jiang Xiaoyu was quick; by the time Yaoyue chased after him, he had already run away with Hua Wuque.

Yaoyue was very angry, but after calming down, she immediately found the cause of the problem.

She was watching Hua Wuque's every move.

She knew everything about who Hua Wuque had recently met.

Zhao Qing was the one who interacted with Hua Wuque the most.

"Zhao Qing..."

As Yaoyue read the name aloud, she became certain that the problem lay with Zhao Qing.

If Zhao Qing dares to do this, Yaoyue will never let him off!

After finishing her thought, Yaoyue immediately left Yihua Palace and headed straight for the Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

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Mongol Yuan Dynasty.

Deep in the dense forest.

Three corpses lay on the ground.

Murong Fu wiped the blood off his sword and walked up to Wang Yuyan.

Wang Yuyan had absolutely no idea what had happened.

These three people just forcibly dragged her away.

"Cousin, what exactly happened? Why did they suddenly..." Wang Yuyan asked.

Murong Fu stared at Wang Yuyan with a complicated expression.

After a long silence, Murong Fu finally said, "They betrayed me, and they still want to take you away."

"Alright, cousin, the danger is over. Let's go back."

Wang Yuyan didn't say anything more, just nodded and softly replied, "Mm."

A while later, Murong Fu brought Wang Yuyan back to the inn.

That night, Murong Fu stayed in Wang Yuyan's room for a long time, not leaving until late at night.

Murong Fu always treated Wang Yuyan with proper respect and never did anything excessive.

He returned to his room and suffered from insomnia all night.

The next morning, Murong Fu knocked on Wang Yuyan's door.

Wang Yuyan immediately opened the door and asked, "Cousin, what brings you here so early?"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Cousin, we have something important to discuss. Let's go inside and talk."

Wang Yuyan immediately invited him in and led him into the room to sit down.

Murong Fu poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then spoke: "Cousin, aren't you of marriageable age?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuyan blushed immediately and responded softly.

"Um."

Wang Yuyan was very happy, thinking: Why did my cousin suddenly ask this? Is he planning to confess his feelings to me and then go home to propose marriage?

The more she thought about it, the happier she became.

Just then, Murong Fu spoke up: "Cousin, Young Master Zhao Qing has always liked you and wants you to be his concubine."

"Young Master Zhao is handsome and has an extraordinary demeanor. He has extremely high talent in martial arts and has already reached the Grandmaster level at the age of sixteen."

"He will surely reach the pinnacle of martial arts in the future, and his future is limitless."

"You are beautiful, and proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. You and Young Master Zhao are a perfect match, a match made in heaven, so..."

Although Murong Fu had rehearsed many times, he still felt very nervous when he spoke.

Wang Yuyan's expression immediately changed.

She was initially very happy, but now her face turned ashen, and she was utterly desperate.

Unexpectedly, her beloved cousin, whom she had missed day and night, was here today to tell her such an absurd thing...

He didn't come to confess his love to her; he came to give her to Zhao Qing as a concubine!

"So, your cousin wants to set you up with Young Master Zhao. Do you agree?"

Murong Fu finally uttered those words.

Wang Yuyan was in tears.

She stared at Murong Fu, her voice trembling, and asked, "Cousin, what did Zhao Qing offer you that made you trade me for him?"

Seeing that she had guessed, Murong Fu stopped hiding it and sighed, saying, "Cousin, that's right, Zhao Qing has given me a lot of benefits."

"His help can help me restore my country; I cannot refuse."

"And as you know, the women Zhao Qing sets his sights on can't escape."

"If I refuse, not only will I fail to save you, but I will also be doomed."

Wang Yuyan interrupted him: "Cousin, stop talking nonsense."

She was completely disappointed in Murong Fu.

No amount of explanation from Murong Fu could change anything.

The matter is clear: Murong Fu sacrificed his cousin in order to curry favor with Zhao Qing.

Wang Yuyan knew Zhao Qing's character well and also knew that Murong Fu was telling the truth.

No woman Zhao Qing sets his sights on can escape his grasp.

Wang Yuyan held back her tears and whispered, "Cousin, I'll listen to you and marry Zhao Qing as his concubine."

Wang Yuyan agreed, and Murong Fu had nothing to say. He stood up and said, "I'll go contact Zhao Qing now. You wait here."

That same day, Murong Fu contacted Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing was very satisfied with Murong Fu's reply.

Xiao Zhao, who used to admire Murong Fu, now looks down on him.

They agreed that Murong Fu would send Wang Yuyan to Zhao Qing that very night.

That night, Zhao Qing waited alone in the empty room.

He was really looking forward to seeing Wang Yuyan, wanting to know what she looked like and whether she was really as beautiful as the legends said...

"My lord, Young Master Murong and Miss Wang have arrived."

The servant reported from outside the door.

Zhao Qing nodded: "Miss Wang, please come in. Young Master Murong, you may leave now."

The servant immediately told Murong Fu what Zhao Qing had said.

Murong Fu left without saying a word.

Wang Yuyan walked to the door, paused for a moment, and then pushed the door open and went inside.

"This humble servant greets Young Master Zhao."

Wang Yuyan bowed to Zhao Qing in a low voice.

Her face was expressionless, like a soulless corpse.

"Miss Wang, please sit down."

Zhao Qing sat at the table and said politely.

Wang Yuyan walked to the table and sat down opposite Zhao Qing.

Zhao Qing poured a full glass of wine and placed it in front of Wang Yuyan.

He raised his glass, and Wang Yuyan responded by raising hers in return.

After they clinked glasses, Zhao Qing asked, "Are you still thinking about your cousin?"

Wang Yuyan looked calmly at Zhao Qing and replied, "From now on, I am yours, and I will never think of anyone else."