Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

"By the way, why don't we call each other by their first names?"

She tilted her head, her hair flying, and her eyes were looming in the gaps between her black hair.

"You feel awkward too?"

Lu Mu glanced at her.

"After all, I'm not used to the Shura Saint being so respectful to me."

"Well, as you wish."

Chapter 47: Night Thoughts

The silver moon was high in the sky and it was already midnight.

Huang Yanyao was lying on the bed, but she was not asleep. The lights were off. Outside the window was the cold moonlight, shining through the thin gauze curtains and giving the house a layer of silver glow.

She couldn't sleep.

Because she had too many things on her mind, less than a day after leaving her own territory, she began to wonder whether Li Heng and those officials could handle the people's livelihood affairs within a radius of thousands of miles. Without her presence to nod and make decisions, when something big happened, Xin Jian and Li Heng, two powerful and sometimes incompatible guys, would definitely quarrel.

Although she only stayed in the Wuyan Desert for three days, a lot could happen in three days.

Then there was Gu Yunxi. Huang Yanyao didn't want her good sister to run around and worry about her, but Gu Yunxi remained patient as always. In her heart, Huang Yanyao was not the ninth princess of the Xianhuang Empire, nor was she the ruler of the three cities in southern Xinjiang. She was still the young girl who accompanied her into the northern wilderness in the northeast region.

Gu Yunxi has always been a nostalgic person, even though this time is not far away for them.

And now she is running around in Huang Yanyao's territory, going to various smaller cities, towns, and villages to "beat" those forces that are unwilling to pay tribute to Huang Yanyao. By the way, she also wants to find out where the evil cultivator who murdered Huang Yanyao's maid has fled to.

But in fact, three or two days is enough for that guy to run very far, and maybe he has returned to King Nanling's territory.

Huang Yanyao didn't have much hope for this.

Finally...it's Lu Mu.

"If you keep thinking about that kid from the Lu family, I guarantee you won't be able to sleep tonight."

Huang Yanyao lay on her side, her pillow was soft, the quilt was warm, the moonlight came in through the window, reflecting the window frame on the floor. Her eyes were narrowed, her dark pupils reflecting the light and shadow.

And Huang Wumeng revealed her spiritual form, sitting on the windowsill, still looking the same, with an exquisite palace skirt showing her shoulders, and her slender legs sticking out from under the skirt. Even after ten thousand years, her posture was still as delicate and pretty as a girl, and she also had the alluring charm of a beautiful woman.

The moonlight left no trace on her.

After all, it is a spirit.

"If you hadn't talked so much, I'd probably be asleep now."

Huang Yanyao pouted her thin lips, turned over, and left her back to Huang Wumeng.

But she could see that Huang Wumeng was now sitting on the bed.

“Escape is not a good solution either.”

"So what do you think I should do?"

Huang Yanyao simply sat up, leaning against the head of the bed, the quilt slipped off, her hair scattered behind her, the tips of her hair like enchanting butterfly wings.

"I don't have any good ideas. You are interested in him now, so he is naturally interested in you. The Lu family kid is a romantic. As for you... humph, you are the person who knows the least about love between men and women that I have ever seen."

"You mean I will end up being like the other women around him, falling deeply in love with him and unable to extricate myself?"

Huang Yanyao pursed her lips and almost rolled her eyes at Huang Wumeng.

She knew what kind of man Shura Saint was.

Lu Mu is now the most talked-about favored child of destiny in the world of cultivation. Everyone knows that he will reach the pinnacle in the future. There are many forces that have ideas about him. After all, which family doesn’t have a flower waiting to be married?

The Immortal Phoenix Emperor must have had this idea. Huang Yanyao had never heard her father mention this, but that might be because she was not qualified enough to discuss marriage with the young master of the Lu clan.

It is not easy to get a place beside him.

Lu Mu doesn't have many female confidants, but each of them is a woman of great influence.

Murong Xue, although it is still unclear what role she can play now, but the death of Murong Zun has caused a huge wave in the Murong clan. With his help, it will not be a problem for Murong Xue to return to the clan.

Luo Shuangning, she has returned to the First Sword Peak and entered seclusion. When she comes out, the position of Sword Master will change hands.

However, Huang Yanyao knew clearly that Wanjian Qianshan, as one of the seven sects in the universal world, was as loose and easily broken as the quicksand in the desert. This chaos would be ended by Luo Shuangning... Although Xue Jianxian had never shown such a tendency, she would do it. Huang Yanyao just had this intuition.

As for Feng Yaner...

The only surviving Nine-Feathered Holy Phoenix in the world likes to use Lu Mu as a pillow when sleeping. It is not difficult to imagine that her relationship with Lu Mu will only become closer in the future.

Then, compared with them, what does Huang Yanyao have?

It seems a little insignificant.

The ninth and youngest daughter of the Emperor, she has no roots in the imperial palace, and none of the important ministers and noble families support her. Now she has been sent to southern Xinjiang, with no idea what her future holds. Her only advantage is that she has the invisible spirits of her ancestors on her body, and the words she often repeats: "I will make you a great empress."

Huang Yanyao believed in her, but everything needed to be done slowly.

Being too eager for quick success and instant benefits can easily lead to total failure.

But what Huang Yanyao had never expected was that Lu Mu had great confidence in her, even a little overly enthusiastic, and he condescended to come here with a very simple purpose.

She was indeed pretty, even Huang Wumeng admitted that. It was difficult to refute this arrogant emperor, but it was not easy.

"Just because she's good-looking, is it so easy for a man like him to get close to her?"

Huang Yanyao murmured, her eyes confused.

"Maybe you just think too much about him."

"As the saying goes, men rarely think about the overall situation. How could he think too much when he is so young and energetic? The Lu family kid must have seen many beauties, but only a few of them caught his eye. I don't think it's strange that you are one of them."

Huang Wumeng said it with certainty, but Huang Yanyao was not happy.

"But I don't want to become his meat so easily."

"You said that I have ambitions in my heart... big ambitions."

She glanced out the window. The night was deep and dark, just like her inner ambitions, which would only grow bigger and bigger and could not be concealed.

Huang Yanyao is someone who wants to do great things, just like Huang Wumeng, embarking on a journey full of obstacles and struggles, and finally standing in the position where Huang Wumeng once was.

Indeed, Huang Yanyao had some interest in Lu Mu. When she was outside the Moonfall Secret Realm, she had some feelings for this Shura Saint, but that was all.

How could someone like her easily become someone else's beauty?

"Dong Dong Dong~"

There was a sudden knock on the door. Huang Yanyao looked towards the door, but she didn't know who was knocking on her door so late at night.

creak-

Before she could respond, the wooden door slowly opened and he walked into the room, taking off his mask. His narrow eyes were filled with dazzling ripples like glass. The moonlight fell on him, without any abruptness.

It’s Lu Mu.

Chapter 48: Old Routine

Lu Mu stood at the door, with a hint of tiredness between his brows. He rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, stepped in and sat down beside the bed.

Huang Yanyao was wearing a thin gauze skirt, through which her bulging undergarments were faintly visible. Her long black hair was loose, and she was half lying on the bed, looking lazy and charming. When she saw him come in, her face showed a rare look of surprise and panic.

Of course, she did not expect Lu Mu to visit her so late at night. If she had not fallen asleep yet, the Shura Saint would have caught her sleeping in a posture that was not at all like a princess.

That would be somewhat embarrassing.

Huang Yanyao was not worried that Lu Mu would launch a night attack. After all, he was the young master of a wealthy family who acted gracefully.

"How did you come?"

She frowned and looked at him with some confusion, while Lu Mu had a gentle and faint smile on his face.

"You're still awake."

"I can't sleep. I'm thinking about something."

Lu Mu sat on the edge of the bed. There was a hint of fresh incense in the room, but it couldn't cover up the fragrance left after her bath. He seemed to be able to smell her sweetness in his nostrils, but Huang Yanyao's eyes were not friendly.

That's right. After all, her relationship with him couldn't be said to be close, not even familiar. It was only because Gu Yunxi believed in him that Huang Yanyao put aside some of her doubts about him.

The Ninth Princess must not be happy to see me coming so suddenly late at night.

Especially since the clothes she wore were rather...unadignified.

Huang Yanyao wanted to be the master of the empire, to follow in Huang Wumeng's footsteps, and to become the great empress's wife who would reach the pinnacle in the future. This charming posture of lying on the embroidered bed with her jade body wrapped in gauze could only be seen by her only lover. Others could only glance sideways at her increasingly condensed majesty.

But this sweetheart is currently vacant.

"If this were in Tianque City, you would be stopped by my maid if you came within twenty steps of my bedroom."

She silently pulled the quilt higher to cover her underwear that was faintly visible under her gauze skirt, not wanting to expose her private parts.

"Didn't you bring your maid and guards with you?"

Lu Mu watched her movements, a slight curve appearing at the corners of his lips.

"But there is no Feng Ling. I left her in Tianque City to help Li Heng handle government affairs. If she were here and saw you approaching, she would definitely draw her sword."

"That's my luck."

Thinking of the female official with a somewhat three-no attribute and a soft sword on her waist, Lu Mu did not doubt that she would draw her sword on him.

She is the Holy Son of Shura, but this identity cannot overwhelm her at all. It seems that there is only Huang Yanyao in her eyes. As long as the daily life of the Ninth Prince is taken care of and his safety is always paid attention to, it is enough for her.

Feng Ling is the only loyal, meticulous, and non-competitive minister by Huang Yanyao's side. This depends more on whether the relationship between the monarch and his ministers is close enough. It is not difficult to find loyal ministers, but it is difficult to find those who are not after fame and fortune.

"are you looking for me?"

Huang Yanyao spoke again, interrupting his thoughts.

"Ah."

Lu Mu nodded and moved his eyes to her shoulders.

Huang Yanyao's clothes were open, and he could see everything from her shoulders to her collarbone. Her snowy skin reflected the cold moonlight, and it was softly pink. His eyes darkened for a moment, and then he said, "There are some things I need you to look at."

"what?"

Huang Yanyao asked.

Lu Mu reached out for Huang Yanyao's right hand, which was outside the quilt, but before he could touch it, she quickly retracted her hand into the quilt and stared at him warily, "What are you doing?"

Lu Mu pursed his lips and said, "I mean no harm."

"You wouldn't think of touching a woman's hand the first time you see her, would you?"

“Just touch the prettiest ones.”

"That doesn't make me feel any better."

She looked down at the two soft lumps on her chest covered by the quilt and muttered softly.

"Just give me your hand and I'll show you something."

"Or do you think the connection between the Yueyin tribe and King Nanling is not that important?"

Huang Yanyao couldn't help but frowned when he heard this, and stared at him suspiciously, "Does Hong Zhan have any dealings with the Yueyin tribe?"

Lu Mu did not answer, but stretched out his hand. Huang Yanyao sighed, pulled her jade hand out from the quilt, and spread it in his palm.

His fingertips slid across her palm, and the slightly itchy touch made her shrink back. His hand was a little cold, but then a chill rushed into her mind. She subconsciously closed her eyes, and the night scene of the corridor of the City Lord's Mansion emerged in her mind.

Plants and trees are psychic and quite useful.

The Quetzalcoatl tribe spent a huge amount of money to build this city lord's mansion, which naturally included the green plants scattered throughout the mansion. These are exactly the rarest in the Wuyan Desert.

Therefore, even if he stayed in this room, Lu Mu could still see everything in the City Lord's Mansion.

She did the same while holding Huang Yanyao's hand.

At this time, Hong Jing and another person were walking in a dark corridor, with the candlelight around them flickering.

……

Although Yusha City was not a good place in Huang Yanyao's opinion, after all, the Tianque City she owned was more than twice the size of Yusha City.

The most abundant things in the Wuyan Desert are sand and minerals. Apart from that, there is nothing else. The reason why Huang Yanyao is so eager for this desert is simply because this place is suitable for training troops and making money. There is no value in cultivating deeper into it.