Chapter 278 Do you like me?

A hundred miles south of Chengdu, in Emei Mountain, Tang Weiyu, following Fan Shunan’s orders, had already set off for Qingcheng Mountain.

The stone gates above and below Mount Emei were also repaired, but Zhao Wumian had worked all the way down the mountain, and most of the stone steps were damaged. This job also required craftsmen to repair them, so Mount Emei has been bustling with the sound of bells and clanging for half a month.

At night, the craftsmen carried their tool boxes and went up the mountain to rest under the invitation of Emei disciples. The houses in the mountains were brightly lit and full of noisy voices.

However, the stone lampstand on the stone steps of the mountain path has not yet been repaired.

It was dark at night, the drizzle fell in the forest, making a rustling sound, the mist was hazy, and a light water fog filled the mountains.

Squeak————

An unknown insect is chirping at night. In this spring, perhaps it is looking for a mate.

There was a man who looked no more than thirty years old standing beside the unfinished stone steps. He was wearing a dark blue robe and a black cloak embroidered with monk patterns. The edges of the cloak were tattered with sword marks and knife wounds. It only reached his waist. Although his clothes were disheveled, he had the unrestrained charm of a wanderer.

Through the cloak fluttering in the wind, one can see a long and narrow ceremonial sword slung across the waist, as well as several strings of copper coins used for divination.

Characteristics of both Buddhism and Taoism can be seen in this person, which is strange.

The wanderer silently looked at the traces of fighting on the stone steps, copying the details of the fight between Zhao Wumian and Tang Weiyu in his mind.

Tread————

At this moment, the sound of footsteps mixed with the rustling sound of rain falling in the forest reached the ears of the wanderer.

He raised his eyebrows frivolously and glanced sideways, and saw a figure slowly emerging in the mountain mist.

A tall and slender knight in the martial arts world was wearing a straw raincoat, a bamboo hat, and carrying two long weapons wrapped in black cloth on his back… The two long weapons were shaped like nunchakus, connected together with black cloth, and obviously formed a whole. It must be a spear, but it was broken in the middle and connected with an iron chain, with a secret buckle inside, which could be put together when used.

Just one man and one gun, they climbed up the stairs. The surroundings suddenly became dead silent, even the little insects dared not to cry. The huge forest was terrifyingly silent, with only the rustling sound of falling rain.

Just by looking at his aura and the feeling of oppression, you can tell that this person is no ordinary person.

The gun is the king of all weapons. As the saying goes, if you fight with a gun alone, you will have a chance of death. However, the most famous gunman in the world is the gun master Chen Qiyuan… The Jianghu Prodigal Son has seen him and even had a drink with him. He knows how careless Chen Qiyuan is… This person is not Chen Qiyuan.

Facing the oppressive feeling of the gunman, who was like a mighty army, the wanderer smiled indifferently and broke the silence, “Who are you looking for in Emei, sir?”

The straw raincoat gunman raised his head calmly, tilted his hat slightly, glanced at the wanderer from bottom to top, and was silent for a moment before saying, “Are you Tang Weiyu?”

The wandering man looked at himself solemnly with his head down. He never thought that one day he would be mistaken for someone else when he was walking around the world. He laughed dumbly and said, “My name is Mo Jingxue. There should be few people in the martial arts world today who don’t know this name… Are you a foreign warrior?”

The straw raincoat gunman’s eyes moved. He certainly didn’t often travel around the world, but it was impossible for him not to recognize this name.

“The Pavilion Master of Huanzhen Pavilion, Mo Jingxue… gave it a girl’s name.”

The Fan family has been cooperating with Qing Liantian for many years. After building bridges and lines, they are also quite familiar with Huanzhen Pavilion. Even Fan Li, the second son of the Straw Raincoat Gunner, followed Ning Zhongxia and others to the capital.

But in fact, it was the first time that the straw raincoat gunman saw this elusive wanderer, so he did not recognize him at first glance.

“It’s just that I was born in the snowy days. It’s an old story, not worth mentioning.” Mo Jingxue retracted his gaze, looked at the weapons on the back of the straw raincoat gunman, and lightly lifted his cloak with his right hand, grasping the handle of the ceremonial sword, “Then… do you want to kill me?”

The straw raincoat spearman glanced at the ceremonial sword. This weapon was no less long than the Miao Dao. There were very few people using this weapon in the martial arts world… However, it was not surprising to encounter warriors using strange weapons while traveling in the martial arts world.

“My name is Fan Wucheng, I was born in Jiuli. I have no grudge against you. In fact, I have cooperated with you several times.” He shook his head lightly, then remembered something and asked with a frown, “I heard that you have a good relationship with Yangshe Congyun. Now he wants to fight Zhao Wumian in Qingcheng Mountain…why don’t you go and see?”

“Whether he wins or loses, I’m not interested. That’s his business.”

Fan Wucheng was speechless for a moment, and then he said: “Zhao Wumian has killed many people from Huanzhen Pavilion.”

“So what? They were killed because they were incompetent and their martial arts were not good enough. You can’t blame anyone. People in the martial arts world always look at the two words ‘whatever happens’.” Mo Jingxue didn’t care at all and smiled casually.
“But if I were to rely on my strength to bully the weak and kill a warrior who doesn’t even have the bridge to connect heaven and earth, I would be unworthy of this sword… But the hatred is indeed here. Once Zhao Wumian connects the bridge to heaven and earth, I will chop off his head.”

Fan Wucheng was silent for a few seconds. He had heard that most people in Huanzhen Pavilion followed their own will and had strange personalities. What he saw today was indeed true… The hatred was so deep, yet they were still thinking of waiting for Zhao Wumian to communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth before killing him.

However, most of the warriors who communicate with the bridge between heaven and earth are like this. They all have their own quirks. Even if it is difficult for ordinary people to understand, this is the “Tao” they used to break through.

But judging from the rumors about Mo Jingxue, he said today that he wanted to wait for Zhao Wumian to communicate with the bridge of heaven and earth, but he might change his mind tomorrow and want to kill him again… It’s hard to say.

Fan Wucheng doesn’t have this quirk. His second son Fan Li died at the hands of Zhao Wumian, and his eldest son Fan Shunan is still fighting wits and courage with Zhao Wumian in Qingliantian… It’s rare for Zhao Wumian to leave the capital, and there are not many masters around him to protect him. If he is not killed now, it will take who knows how long to wait when he wants to kill him again.

He also lowered his head and looked at the knife mark, estimating Zhao Wumian’s true strength in his heart.

Fan Wucheng is a genius in Jiuli. He has reached the level of celestial being in his forties and has become a bridge between heaven and earth, which is rare even in Jiuli… He does not have the psychological burden that Tang Weiyu had when she beat Zhao Wumian. He will kill when he deserves to be killed.

For him to take action, it would be like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, but Zhao Wumian is too powerful. Even the former grassland national teacher Wudamu has been defeated by him. He has to be careful. Logically, he still has important matters to deal with in the tribe… but he can’t take care of them at the moment. It is better to kill Zhao Wumian first.

Mo Jingxue smiled faintly, turned around and left without saying anything more… He came here only because he heard that Zhao Wumian had defeated Tang Weiyu by surpassing his level, and this record was almost catching up with the battle when Xiao Yuanmu killed the old spear leader in Poyang Lake. That’s why he came here to see if it was true. Now that he has seen it, he has an idea of ​​Zhao Wumian’s strength, so there is naturally no need to stay any longer.

At the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, there is a small town called Dujiang Town. Thanks to the protection of Qingliantian, although the town is not too big, it has always been stable.

Thanks to Marquis Weiming, countless wanderers have passed through this town this month, staying in hotels, buying wine and meals, and some even want to spend money to buy a ticket to Qingliantian to watch the battle… This makes the people in the town very happy. Doing business can make money, and doing some tricks… can also make money.

People from all walks of life, from all corners of the country… The chivalrous heroes who uphold justice and fight for justice are the martial arts world, the beauties with extraordinary beauty who are chivalrous and righteous are the martial arts world, and those who steal, cheat and use dirty tricks are also the martial arts world.

The drizzle made the old street wet. Idle men sat on the street in groups of two or three, roasting skewers with spicy oil over the stove. They would smoke a pipe from time to time and eat a piece of meat, grinning with satisfaction.

Gululu————

A convoy was driving through the flooded old street in the rain. The guards around were riding on tall horses, which made the idle people on the street look dazzled.

There were about twenty people in this caravan, but most of them were women. They wore straw raincoats and bamboo hats, and carried swords and knives, looking like men of the underworld. But even so, they could not stop themselves from maintaining excellent figures due to years of martial arts training.

“Which all-female sect is this from?”

“I don’t know… Is there any sect in the Jianghu that is composed entirely of women?”

“It seems that there isn’t one. There is only a little connection with Cang Hua Lou. Most of them are seductresses… but there are male disciples as well.”

“There’s a guild flag on the carriage? Pah, what a perverted shopkeeper with a big brain? He even brought a group of female guards with him when he went out to do business.”

Zhao Wumian rode his horse in the front and whispered to Shen Lian: “How is Wei He’s training you? Can you trust him?”

“Don’t worry, my Lord. After half a month, I guarantee that what he said would not be false at all.”

“I’m not very familiar with the terrain of the mountain behind Qingcheng. He has a close relationship with Yangshe Congyun. I’ll ask him to draw a defense map for me later.”

“He is a man of the world, his painting skills may be…”

“The Queen Mother, Princess Xiangzhu, and Miss Su are all proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Let them help.”

Shen Lian had a strange look on his face. These women, no matter their identities, were not suitable for this job… Only Wei Minghou dared to order them around like this.

At this time, the chatterbox took a few steps forward, bowed to the caravan, and asked with a smile: “There are so many people coming here these days. You need a guide. It’s not too much, just give me one or two taels of silver…”

Anyone who believed him would have died when he first started out.

Choke————

A knife was placed directly on his neck. Shen Lian looked at him coldly and said, “Get lost.”

“Hey, what a rampant dragon crossing the river!” The man was stunned, but he was not afraid. With a slightly cold look in his eyes, he was ready to call his brothers to the caravan.
Bang bang bang————

A fight broke out outside the carriage, and the Queen Mother lifted the curtain to look in curiously. Zhao Wumian ignored the thieves and rode to the window, whispering, “There are too many people around, so Nan’er should not show up.”

“What are you afraid of… We are already at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Later, I will go up the mountain as the Queen Mother. Besides, the Marquis is here, who can hurt me?”

The two were whispering to each other. Because of the fight, some people looked over here. When they saw the empress dowager, they were all amazed. Then they saw her gently pulling the curtain with her small hands and whispering with Zhao Wumian outside the carriage. It was like a young hero escorting the lady of a noble family, and the two of them were secretly in love… The feeling of a fairy couple and a legend in the martial arts world came to life.

Wei Hetong was tied up in a carriage. When he heard the fighting outside, he immediately moved and looked at Yan Jiu who was sitting next to him.

Yan Jiu naturally brought his wife and family to Dujiang Town with Zhao Wumian. When he had nothing to do, he helped to guard Wei Hetong, and then he opened the seal on his mouth, “If you have something to say, just say it. Don’t talk nonsense.”

“Hey, that’s Liuzi. He’s been speculating and profiteering here since he was a child. I know him, but he’s not an ordinary idler. He’s a secret agent planted nearby by Mr. Qin San.” Wei Hetong was feeling very suffocated, but he had realized over the past few days that Zhao Wumian didn’t buy into his flattery at all, so he went straight to the point.

Yan Jiu frowned, “Master Qin San actually has a secret agent in the town?”

“There are many people who rely on Third Master Qin for their livelihood, and they can barely be considered his people. Third Master Qin has offended many people, so we must be on guard. Liuzi has nothing better to do and comes to pick a fight. He is not a simple person… Otherwise, let me go down and negotiate, maybe I can get something out of him.”

Yan Jiu ignored him, covered his mouth with his hand, then got off the carriage and whispered a few words to Zhao Wumian.

Zhao Wumian pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, “Let him go.”

Yan Jiu nodded, turned around and got on the carriage to untie Wei Hetong’s rope, “Weiming Hou will give you your first job… Do it well.”

“Got it!”

Xue Xiao stood on the carriage, squinting his eyes and tilting his furry head… Yan Jiu, how come you seem to be Zhao Wumian’s subordinate? Zhao Wumian asked Shen Lian and Yan Jiu to take Wei Hetong to negotiate with the so-called Six Sons, while he rode his horse to find an inn to rest… They were all Weiming Marquis, so there was really no need to do everything by themselves. Shen Lian and others were all old hands, and they were also very good at this kind of intelligence work.

A few villas were rented and the girls got off the carriage to breathe some fresh air.

Xiao Yuanmu was too short, so she could be said to have jumped off the carriage. She looked at the lush green mountains towering to the sky beside the town, and her eyes gradually became filled with some reminiscence and complexity… She didn’t expect that when she and Zhao Wumian came to Qingcheng Mountain again, it would be like this.

Mu Lier prepared a cape for Luo Xiangzhu to put on, and whispered to her as if her daughter was going to kindergarten:

“It is impossible that the Fan family and Mr. Qin Sanye have not made some arrangements for the back mountain. It is not surprising that they have found an expert who can communicate with the bridge between heaven and earth to ambush you. You should follow my junior brother up the mountain this time. Remember to be obedient. If you really encounter danger, you can hide in Xiao Yuanmu’s arms. For Wumian’s sake, she will protect you.”

Luo Xiangzhu knew that the defense of the back mountain must be difficult, and she felt a little nervous and scared. Her little face flushed, and she nodded with a slightly tense expression.

“If you need to go to the bathroom, don’t be shy, just tell Wumian, he won’t laugh at you… Uh, forget it, don’t drink any water tonight.”

Luo Xiangzhu’s face immediately showed a bit of shyness and embarrassment… In front of Zhao Wumian, even if she really wanted to go to the toilet, she would hold it in.

The Queen Mother glanced at Xiao Yuanmu, then patted Mu Lier’s hand as she wrapped the cloak around Luo Xiangzhu. “We’re leaving tomorrow, and we need to rest for the night. What are you nagging about?”

“Xiang Zhu is not your disciple, so of course you don’t have to worry.”

Ziyi pulled up her sleeves and covered her head to block the drizzle. From under her sleeves, she looked up at the Qingcheng Mountain shrouded in mist and rain not far away. Her eyebrows knitted slightly… The Dancing Red Flowers are on the mountain? I really want to pick a few to study.

Su Qingqi and Zhao Wumian had been through thick and thin together many times, so she didn’t care much about this infiltration. She just took out a small notebook from her sleeve and smiled, “Xiao Yuanmu…”

Xiao Yuanmu glanced at him.

Su Qingqi silently changed her words: “Master’s insights on martial arts are indeed extraordinary. I have written down everything I have learned from martial arts this month. Sir, can you help me take a look and see if there is anything wrong?”

Zhao Wumian took the booklet, slowly pulled out the bamboo sword from behind his waist, and practiced with Su Qingqi in the yard according to what was written in the booklet… In fact, this was an unspoken little interest between Su Qingqi and Zhao Wumian. The two had often exchanged martial arts in this way since their first meeting.

The women went into the house, and soon it was night. Shen Lian and the others returned with Wei Hetong. They bowed slightly and said, “Sixth Son has indeed received the order from Third Master Qin to keep an eye on the people entering the town. Use this method to thoroughly investigate every person entering the town, and report any intelligence truthfully.”

Zhao Wumian raised his eyebrows slightly, “So simple?”

Wei Hetong saw that he had an opportunity to show his ability, so he stepped forward and said, “Not only that, they obviously want to use the trick of luring the enemy into a trap to provoke the Marquis, and then quietly use a few sets of armor to let the Marquis follow this line and eventually find the back mountain of Qingcheng…”

As he said this, he put down the box in his hand with a clang, and inside was full of armor.

Dali does not ban swords and knives. After all, it is a pipe dream to ban such things, unless one fights the martial arts world head-on to the end. But armor is different. Once it is mass-produced and the logistics issues are resolved, an army can be raised, which is incredible.

According to Dali law, hoarding ten sets of armor is enough to be punished by beheading…but if you just keep it for collection, no one will mind if you only have one or two sets of armor.

Zhao Wumian took a few glances into the box and found that the armor was indeed good, but not many, only two sets.

At this moment, Shen Lian frowned and asked, “Do Master Qin San and the Fan family have the guts to secretly store hundreds or thousands of sets of armor?”

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly. “This is something they used to lure me in. If they really dare to hide the armor and intend to train a private army, it would be a rebellion… If that’s the case, they should send troops up the mountain. They are not that stupid, so even if I really go to the back mountain, I won’t find any armor.”

This inference was made based on the premise that Zhao Wumian knew that this was a trap. If he knew nothing about it before, and found the armor, and the clues pointed to the back mountain of Qingcheng, he would indeed sneak up to find out what was going on… However, Mr. Qin Sanye’s calculations were in vain, as Zhao Wumian had already planned to go up the mountain.

While thinking, Shen Lian pondered for a while and said, “Before we came, there was a murder on the street. What a coincidence, it happened today… Could it be that it was also arranged by Mr. Qin San?”

Zhao Wumian sighed softly… As soon as he entered this town, it was like stepping into a spider web, as if there were conspiracies and intrigues surrounding him from all directions.

Although Zhao Wumian himself was not afraid, he was still a little annoyed… Whether it was Mr. Qin San or Fan Shunan, they would hide in the dark and plot against him secretly.

Damn it, when we meet those two, every single one of them will be killed.

“Show me.”

The Queen Mother, who had been listening silently beside her, immediately became interested. Her eyes were filled with the expression “go out and play”. She gently pushed Zhao Wumian’s arm and said, “I will go too. I will go too. I will investigate the case with the Marquis.”

This matter was Su Qingqi’s specialty, so it was her responsibility to go. However, she was interrupted by the Queen Mother just as she was about to speak. She looked puzzled and wanted to ask if they could go together, but Xiao Yuanmu stopped her and said, “Come here. I have something to tell you. Let Zhao Wumian handle such trivial matters as investigating the case.”

“Oh…” Su Qingqi came to Xiao Yuanmu’s side with a sword in hand, “What for?”

Xiao Yuanmu waved his round fan, turned around and went into the house, sat on a chair, and said casually: “That woman has something to say to Zhao Wumian, can’t you see it?”

“Ah?” Su Qingqi was stunned. “What can the Queen Mother say to the young master…”

There was a hint of disbelief in her eyes. She remembered that Zhao Wumian always liked excitement. He had already insulted his ancestors, so defilement in the harem was not a big deal. She immediately felt a little itchy, “I have always regarded the Queen Mother as an elder, and she actually stole my man?”

Xiao Yuanmu patted Su Qingqi’s head with his round fan, “You think too much. She must want to talk about how Zhao Wumian should choose between Taixuan Palace and the court… It has nothing to do with men and women. Even if Zhao Wumian is a romantic person, he wouldn’t hook up with the current empress dowager, right?”

In fact, the Queen Mother did as Xiao Yuanmu said. As soon as she and Zhao Wumian left the inn, she restrained her excitement and turned to a serious expression, “Zhao Wumian.”

The Queen Mother seldom called Zhao Wumian by his name, but every time she did, she was talking about serious matters.

“Hmm?” Zhao Wumian tilted his head to look at the empress dowager.

Although the Queen Mother and Su Qingqi were both wearing green skirts of similar color, their every move was full of mature charm. Even though Su Qingqi had a good figure, compared with the Queen Mother, one could still tell at a glance that one was a young girl and the other was a mature and beautiful lady… It had nothing to do with the figure, just the temperament.

At this moment, the Queen Mother was holding an oil-paper umbrella, like a noble lady from the south of the Yangtze River, walking slowly beside him, but her charming face showed no expression. She whispered, “Waiting for the Marquis to take back the Zhan Yan hairpin, do you want to return to the capital with me, or do you want to leave with Xiao Yuanmu?”

Zhao Wumian was slightly stunned. This question actually stumped him.

The Zhan Yan hairpin was something Zhao Wumian had given to Xiao Yuanmu before… It was no different from a token of love. If he succeeded in getting it, he would definitely return it to Xiao Yuanmu. After that, he would naturally contact Empress Canghua and plot to steal the colored glaze lamp and find the inlaid gold Boshan furnace.

The inlaid gold Boshan furnace is the national treasure of the Chen Kingdom… and it is also Xiao Yuanmu’s thing. From Zhao Wumian’s selfish point of view, he definitely wants to return the nine bells to Xiao Yuanmu, which can be regarded as returning the property to its original owner, and it also puts an end to Jiuer’s obsession.

Therefore, Zhao Wumian’s next move would be to follow Xiao Yuanmu to search for the Nine Bells in Jianghu… After all, the Inverse Gold Boshan Furnace couldn’t be in the capital, so why would Zhao Wumian go back to the capital and travel another two thousand miles?

Just stay outside and look for Jiu Zhong. This is the most efficient way.

Zhao Wumian had never told the Queen Mother about the glass lamp, but it was not difficult to guess. The Queen Mother was not stupid. In fact, she had some guesses about it, which was why she asked this question at this moment.

She was probably even a little scared deep down… She was afraid that after Zhao Wumian and Yangshe Congyun finished fighting tomorrow, he would just follow Xiao Yuanmu away, without even giving her a chance to be alone with her and talk about this matter.

The Queen Mother indeed thought so.

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, and then he comforted the Queen Mother, “I promised His Majesty that I would return to the capital after resolving this matter, and I also promised the Queen Mother that I would escort you back after escorting you here… Am I a person who does not keep his word?”

The Queen Mother did not answer, but just looked at the ancient street in front of her, her eyes without any emotion, gradually showing a bit of confusion. She asked: “You can send me off this time, can you send me off for the rest of my life?”

This was a bit ambiguous, but it didn’t mean anything about love between a man and a woman… The Queen Mother asked in a rather tactful way. What she really wanted to ask was, since Zhao Wumian had returned to the capital this time, would he be able to return to the capital every time in the future? In other words, would Zhao Wumian choose the court and Luo Chaoyan every time?

Because Zhao Wumian herself has not recovered her memory, this matter has not been brought to the surface. But ever since Xiao Yuanmu showed up on Longquan Island, every time Zhao Wumian looked into her eyes and talked to her, the familiarity with Zhao Wumian that Xiao Yuanmu casually revealed in his words and actions was always announcing one thing.

Zhao Wumian was originally from Taixuan Palace and was on Xiao Yuanmu’s side…Your imperial court, Luo Chaoyan, the Queen Mother, Luo Xiangzhu, Zi Yi and the like, were latecomers.

Now it’s only because Zhao Wumian has no memory that he temporarily stands on your side out of affection, but what about when he regains his memory? How can you bet that Zhao Wumian will not point his knife at the court out of his responsibility to Fan Li Fuchen, the kindness of Jiu’er’s upbringing and the affection for Xiao Yuanmu?
Does the Queen Mother dare to gamble? She doesn’t dare to gamble, she doesn’t even have the confidence.

Even though Zhao Wumian has lost his memory, he still has a deep relationship with Xiao Yuanmu. So when he regains his memory and is faced with a dilemma, who will he choose?

The Queen Mother wanted to tell herself that Zhao Wumian was a man of loyalty and friendship, and would not do anything to let down the court or Luo Chaoyan… But she believed that Zhao Wumian’s feelings for Xiao Yuanmu and Jiu’er were probably deeper than his feelings for the court and Luo Chaoyan.

As for the fame and fortune of Weiming Hou…the Queen Mother knew that Zhao Wumian didn’t care.

What he cares about is love.

The Queen Mother racked her brains but couldn’t figure out why Zhao Wumian would still stand on their side after he recovered his memory?

Zhao Wumian, Luo Chaoyan and Ziyi have feelings for each other, but does that mean they have no feelings for Xiao Yuanmu and Jiuer?
They had known Zhao Wumian years ago, and it had been less than half a year, but Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu had grown up together, and Jiuer had raised him to adulthood.

Childhood sweethearts, love between men and women, the grace of raising a child, all weighed on the “balance between the imperial court and Taixuan Palace” in Zhao Wumian’s heart.

Therefore, the Queen Mother was confused and frightened. As she watched the details of Zhao Wumian and Xiao Yuanmu’s interactions, and looked at the smiles in his eyes when he and Xiao Yuanmu looked at each other, her heart was filled with panic.

How could Zhao Wumian go with Xiao Yuanmu? If he stood on the side of Taixuan Palace… what should she do?
The Queen Mother was in a trance, and her eyes reappeared the scene of Zhao Wumian holding her in his arms, his face covered in blood, looking back and asking him if he wanted to accompany her out of the palace.

Will Zhao Wumian and her fight against each other someday? When the Queen Mother thought of this scene, she felt like crying.

It’s not that she has no feelings for Zhao Wumian. In fact, if it weren’t for Luo Chaoyan and Shen Xiangge, if it weren’t for the fact that she was already 28 years old and was Zhao Wumian’s elder, the empress dowager would have secretly developed feelings for him when Zhao Wumian hugged her and rushed out of the palace.

If she wanted to add more chips to the balance in Zhao Wumian’s heart, then she, she…

Zhao Wumian was silent for a few seconds, thinking about how to comfort the empress dowager, but then he heard a “puff” sound, and the empress dowager threw down the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, pushed Zhao Wumian’s shoulders, and pushed him into the alley on the street.

Then he took Zhao Wumian’s hand and placed it on his body.

“Do you like me? If you are interested in me, then I do have some feelings for you…”

The oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground and spun around, finally getting stuck between the two walls at the entrance of the alley.

(End of this chapter)