Chapter 32

You Wuming took Sang Yuanyuan and headed south.

After traveling for more than ten li, he suddenly grinned.

"Little Sang Guo, tell me, what do you think your father-in-law looks like when he wreaks havoc at the ceremony?"

Seeing that he was finally willing to speak, Sang Yuanyuan heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he sighed. "Father's acting skills … tsk."

Just thinking about it made his eyes burn.

You Wuming narrowed his eyes and raised his chin slightly. After thinking for a while, he laughed. After thinking for a while, he laughed again.

On the other side.

Sang Bujin was massaging his father's shoulders.

It was really hard on this old man. He had to put on a good act. Thinking back to that painful expression, Sang Bujin still felt his temples throbbing in pain. In front of the old man, he didn't dare to laugh even if he wanted to.

When Sang Chengming rebelled and jumped into the Netherworld Abyss, there was no evidence. No one knew why he did such a thing.

Sang Zhou had been investigating this matter, but he still couldn't find any clues.

The document You Wuming sent over reminded Sang Zhou. Since the mastermind could forge a document to frame You Wuming, then could Sang Chengming's rebellion have also been orchestrated by the same force?

After connecting the dots, he felt that he had vaguely grasped the truth.

Since someone wanted Youzhou and Sang Zhou to die, then Sang Zhou naturally couldn't leave Youzhou behind!

After receiving the document You Wuming sent over, Sang Bujin personally created a fake royal order that looked exactly the same. On it was written that Sang Chengming was to lead an army to attack Han Shaoling and You Wuming.

Sang Zhou's king and Sang Bujin took these two documents and threw out the evidence in front of everyone. They shouted that Youzhou was wronged and ruined the ceremony.

— What ceremony? Youzhou was wronged. It snowed in June!

The mastermind was using the emperor as a weapon. First, they wanted to destroy Sang Zhou, then Youzhou. They wanted to overturn Cloud Realm's thousands of years of foundation!

— — Youzhou was wronged today, but who knows who will be harmed tomorrow?

Who would be willing to sacrifice themselves for the human race the next time the Nether Demons attacked?

The mastermind behind the scenes wanted to exterminate the human race, wanted to destroy the entire realm!

Thousands of years of peace, the foundation left by the ancestors, the civilization passed down from generation to generation, are about to be destroyed in a day, destroyed in a day!

That was how King Sang did it.

When Sang Bujin recalled the expressions on the faces of the empress and the envoys from the various states, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Indeed, only Prefecture King Sang was the most suitable person to make a fuss about this matter.

Back then, Sang Chengming led his army to launch a sneak attack on Han Shaoling and You Wuming, almost killing them. Fortunately, Sang Province's King turned the tide and saved Han and You Wuming's army from danger under the Great Wall. This was a well-known fact.

Everyone knew that King Sang was innocent.

Therefore, as long as they connected Sang Chengming's rebellion with the fact that the traitors of Youzhou Province killed King Sang, they would be able to overturn the 'ironclad case' of Youzhou Province.

The victim of the assassination had personally jumped out to cry out for Youzhou, and there was conclusive evidence. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Tiandu couldn't delay the matter even if they wanted to. They could only immediately issue an edict to stop the attack on Youzhou.

It was just that the old man had to put on such a big show in public despite his age.

"Laugh if you want!"

Sang Province's King slapped Sang Bujin's head. "You little brat, the way you stifle your laughter is even more infuriating!"

Although Sang Bujin was a beautiful woman, Sang Chengyin had never felt sorry for him because of his beauty and cuteness.

Sang Chengyin himself had been beaten by the old Sang King since he was a child. After he gave birth to a son, he was also beaten three times a day. He had beaten Sang Bujin, a porcelain doll carved out of jade, into a sturdy and rough man.

Sang Bujin's head was slapped, but his porcelain white skin didn't even redden.

He chuckled and said, "Father, I'm not laughing at you. I'm just thinking that after helping You Wuming so much, he should agree to let my little sister go, right?"

At the mention of this, Sang Chengyin's expression immediately became unsightly. "You brat!

If he dares to touch a finger of my daughter, I'll castrate him! "

Sang Bujin looked pensive. "Actually, if I think about it carefully, You Wuming can't be considered the first person to kill one's father to ascend to the throne. This person is vicious and merciless, an ambitious and ruthless person.

Looking at how he usually conducts himself, he isn't completely useless. "

He was so engrossed in his words that he didn't notice the dangerous look in his father's eyes.

"Hm?"

"Let's not talk about other things, but he's never been close to women," Sang Bujin muttered. "In this aspect, he's better than Han Shaoling."

Sang Chengyin smiled. "Not close to women, Shi Father. Jin 'er actually quite admires You Wuming, hmm?"

Sang Bujin was also unmarried. He said that he hadn't found anyone he liked yet.

"Ah, it's alright." Sang Bujin didn't realize that he had fallen into a trap and said casually, "If my little sister really likes him … Ahhhhhhhhh, father, why did you hit me!"

"Patricide, patricide!

I'm calling you patricide!

Ha!

Little brat, your hair is all grown out, huh?! "

Sang Bujin was kicked into a beautiful ball.

"Father, spare your child!"

…

You Wuming brought Sang Yuanyuan south and quickly arrived at the border between Youzhou and Tiandu.

He stopped in a city for two hours and sent the Shadow Squad out in batches. Then, he changed his clothes and appearance, disguising himself as a group of merchants transporting Youzhou's specialty, Water Spirit Mushrooms, to Tiandu for trade. They traveled toward Tiandu in a very low-key manner.

This Water Spirit Mushroom was actually a kind of moss. After the rain, it would grow in the crevices of dark green stones. It naturally contained a lot of Water Spirit Essence and was very popular with water attribute experts.

Only this kind of high-quality product had the qualifications to appear in Tiandu's market.

There were less than twenty Shadow Squad members traveling with him.

Sang Yuanyuan discovered that ever since they disguised themselves as merchants, they no longer looked like monkeys or warriors. Each one was more simple and unadorned than the other.

"What are we going to do?" Sang Yuanyuan couldn't understand You Wuming's thoughts.

He had yet to recover from his serious injuries. Going to Tiandu at this time?

"Yes." You Wuming disguised himself as a sickly merchant and spoke weakly, "We're going to kill Huangfu Jun."

The words that came out of his mouth were very cruel.

"You didn't even bring a blade."

Entering Tiandu in disguise, naturally it was impossible to bring a weapon.

You Wuming smiled proudly, "Little Sang Guo, my blade isn't the only thing I'm good at."

Sang Yuanyuan thought to herself, as expected, he was extremely arrogant.

Huangfu Jun didn't send a special envoy for the Secluded Expedition Sacrificial Ceremony. Instead, he personally went to Tiandu.

Huangfu Prefecture was located in the easternmost part of Cloud Realm. It was separated from Tiandu by Jiangzhou and Yunzhou, thousands of miles away.

If he wanted to kill Huangfu Jun, this was indeed the best opportunity to do so.

However, You Wuming's current situation didn't look like he could kill an expert like Huangfu Jun.

She was beginning to understand why he had died so young.

He didn't have the patience to recover from his injuries. As long as he didn't collapse, he was constantly squeezing his own body.

If this continued, he wouldn't need anyone to kill him. He wouldn't be able to live for more than a few years.

Sang Yuanyuan sighed softly.

If she wanted to heal, she had to face the wound directly. Sometimes, she had to tear it open and remove the bad flesh. After the most intense pain, she had to seize a new lease of life.

It was the same for the wound on her heart.

… …

Merchants didn't ride Cloud Beasts and had to take carriages.

Short-lived aggrievedly walked together with the four Cloud Beasts pulling the carriages.

These ignorant and unintelligent beasts still wanted to ostracize him, a newcomer. After he taught them a lesson, they obediently walked in front of him.

Like a shepherd dog, he held a long grass whip between his teeth and walked behind them. From time to time, he would whip their butts to prevent them from being lazy.

You Wuming moved closer to Sang Yuanyuan's ear and whispered, "Do you also think Short-lived has become a spirit?"

"Oh …" Sang Yuanyuan said, "It's probably because he's been with you for too long."

You Wuming rolled his pitch-black eyes twice, but he still couldn't tell whether Sang Yuanyuan was praising him or not.

"You Wuming." She suddenly looked aggrieved and called him pitifully.

He was startled. His pupils contracted slightly as he stared at her. "Hm?"

"Do you not care about your body at all?" she asked.

His pupils contracted even more, but a cynical smile hung on his face. "Why, Little Sang Guo, are you worried that I can't satisfy you?

Haha, what are you thinking? When the time comes, you can only beg for mercy, do you understand? "

She lowered her head and a big teardrop fell. "You're hurt so badly … I'm already used to liking you every day. I don't dare to think that one day when there's no one around …"

Very, very slowly he turned his head to the other side.

She gently tugged at his clothes. Her gaze fell on his shoulders. She saw that his shoulders were rising and falling slightly more than usual.

His breathing was also much heavier.

She had successfully aroused his empathy.

She wasn't the only one who was used to kissing and saying that she liked him every day.

He would also get used to it.

Once he got used to it, he wouldn't be used to it and wouldn't be able to accept it.

"That won't happen, Little Sang Guo." His voice floated out. "When I die, I won't leave you behind."

She leaned her face against his back and gently wrapped her arms around him.

"Okay."

She secretly thought that there was still a long way to go from "dying with you" to "living with you for a long time".

However, she had never been afraid of difficult challenges.

He suddenly struggled, grabbed her arm, turned around, and pulled her off his back.

"Little Sang Guo!" He grabbed her shoulder and glared at her accusingly. "You've wet my clothes!"

He lifted his thumb and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. Then his mouth twitched as he asked, "You didn't use me to wipe your snot, right?"

Sang Yuanyuan really wanted to blow two bubbles.

"Then promise me that you'll take care of yourself a little.

Otherwise, I'll wipe it all on you next time. "She raised her little face and bargained with him.

When she said the first half of her sentence, he subconsciously wanted to turn his head and escape. When he heard the second half, he couldn't help but lower his head and laugh.

After laughing for a while, he looked up and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay, okay."

His eyes were sparkling.

He looked like he couldn't do anything to her.

Sang Yuanyuan didn't want to push him too hard. This hedgehog was too sensitive. If there was even the slightest movement, he would curl up tightly.

"Then let's cultivate together." She said with a smile.

You Wuming sneered. "Little Sang Guo, you just want to take advantage of me!"

"That's right." She looked at him. "You Province's King is so stingy. You won't even let me rub you?"

"Rub, rub, rub!" He said impatiently. He tilted his head and hid the smile on his lips.

He threw away his boots, crossed his knees, and immediately entered a meditative state.

This kind of expert was indeed different.

If Sang Yuanyuan wanted to enter a meditative state, she had to first adjust her breathing, calm her mind, and prepare for half a day. Sometimes, it was like she couldn't sleep at night. After tossing and turning for half a day, she still couldn't enter a meditative state. That kind of discomfort was something that only those who had tried it would understand.

Look at him!

After You Wuming entered a meditative state, the air began to be filled with a faint wood fragrance.

Sang Yuanyuan felt that if this man had been cultivating by her side, as long as she slept next to him, her cultivation would definitely soar.

Mu Lingyun was really too rich.

Sure enough, girls who found a top student of their own department as a boyfriend were all smart people.

Sang Yuanyuan sat in the middle of the rich wood spiritual energy and entered a meditative state.

She was surprised to find that after accidentally planting the Sun Flower on You Wuming last time, not only did her cultivation not decrease, it even showed signs of advancing!

The pinkish-green color in his skin started to turn green, as if the white mist covering his head was gradually dissipating. It was just that it was not stable for the time being. Soon, that layer of white mist would come back and completely cover that one star green color.

You Wuming's spiritual vortex covered her.

This kind of cultivation was far more efficient than just half the effort.

She was like a small boat in a turbulent current, being carried forward. Smooth sailing was not enough to describe her current situation.

If she had to describe it, it was like being swept to the shore of victory by a tornado.

Soon, the white mist dissipated. Sang Yuanyuan's spirit shook, and she advanced to the fourth layer of the Hidden Spirit Realm.

With a slight thought, a palm-sized Sun Flower immediately bloomed on You Wuming's chest.

The first time she summoned the Sun Flower that night, it was only the length of a finger.

It seemed that after her cultivation increased, this special ability would also advance.

She was happy for a little while, then continued to seize the time to absorb the spiritual energy.

As she continued to cultivate, she threw a dozen Sun Flowers on You Wuming's chest, densely planting them all over his chest.

She saw that those flower discs were constantly exuding green light balls, rich and moist, seeping into his chest. Just looking at them made him feel super nourished.

What surprised Sang Yuanyuan even more was that they were actually like real sunflowers, slowly rotating along with the sun above her head.

When they reached the west, they stopped moving.

Thus, Sang Yuanyuan knew that night had fallen.

The heads of the Sun Flowers were always facing the west.

After a long time, she could not help but secretly think, when the sun rises from the east, will this group of Sun Flowers suddenly turn their heads with a 'whoosh'?!

When this thought came to her, she could not help but laugh out loud. Her meditative state was broken. When she opened her eyes, she saw You Wuming's side profile.

He had changed his appearance and did not have a perfect face, but his temperament and aura immediately captured her mind.

She could not help but look at him a few more times.

She had always understood that a person who was truly confident would have a kind of charm that surpassed ordinary people in their movements.

And You Wuming, in his temperament, there was a kind of unreserved destructive power that was ready to perish together with the world at any time. It was like fireworks and bubbles that had bloomed to the extreme and were about to burst in front of her eyes. It made people feel pity and pity.

"You Wuming, you are so beautiful."

She whispered to herself.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

"Little Sang Guo," he asked, "you are seducing me, right?"

He stretched out his arm and pulled her towards him.

He muttered, "Why don't you look at your disguise? With such an ugly face, what's the use of seducing me?"

Although his mouth was full of disdain, his body very consciously opened up to her.

Sang Yuanyuan was about to lean on his chest when she suddenly saw a ray of light shining in from behind.

She paused and the corners of her mouth twitched a few times.

She thought of the patch of Sun Flowers that was planted on his chest.

At this moment, should they all turn their heads and point a flower disc at her?

It was a little hard to explain …

You Wuming saw that she was frozen in place and immediately raised his eyes. "Little Sang Guo!

Don't tell me you despise me?! "

He had also changed his appearance and did not look good.

He complained angrily, "Are you such a superficial person?!"

Sang Yuanyuan: "… Yes, I am drooling over your beauty. So what?"

Hearing this, You Wuming tilted his head and laughed until his whole body shook.

After a while, he raised his head and nodded. "Very good.

At least you like me as a person and nothing else. "

She stared at him and suddenly laughed. She said softly, "But what makes my heart ache is that you are hiding in a shell. Even if you change your appearance, I can still recognize you at a glance."

That strong, fragile, and sensitive lonely soul.

You Wuming's body shook.

She was gently leaning against his chest. Her soft body had a body temperature that made him sleepy.

He slowly moved his gaze down and landed on her black hair and the back of her neck.

He had an ominous premonition. If he did not decisively kill this woman now, she would definitely bring about an unimaginable change to him.

She would shatter his perfect and safe world.

She would drag him into the abyss of eternal damnation.

His hands and body were trembling.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

"Sang Yuanyuan …" he said hoarsely. "You better stay away from me."

This was the first time he had called her by her name.

His pupils constricted and he stared at her from top to bottom.

"You. Go. Now. Immediately.

Otherwise, I don't know what I will do to you. "Veins popped out on his forehead. Even the disguise could not hide it.

She poked her head out of his arms.

She was not afraid at all and was still smiling.

The gentleness in her eyes enveloped him like water. She said, "Then Short-life and I will walk around the area. It must be bored to death."

Then, without waiting for him to react, she opened the car door and jumped onto Short-life's back.

"Short-life, let's go play!"

Short-life had been bored for a long time.

It shot out like an arrow and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye with Sang Yuanyuan on its back.

You Wuming stared at the two disappearing figures. After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and covered his face.

… …

"Short-life." Sang Yuanyuan bent down and hugged Short-life's furry neck. She whispered into its pointed ear, "Your master is really difficult to deal with!"

"He's crazy!"

She complained loudly.

Short-life agreed.

"Do you think I can cure him?

I don't think so! "

The wind whistled past their ears. In this spacious Gobi Desert, Sang Yuanyuan felt like she was floating.

"Why do you and I have to meet such an unlucky child!

This guy is quite pitiful. Short-life, you run so fast. If you want to run, no one can catch up with you. But you're willing to follow him, right?

What's so good about him! "

She suddenly remembered something.

In the book, before You Wuming died, he cut off the tail of his mount and told it to scram.

However, it did not scram. Instead, it pounced on the heavily injured Empress and wanted to bite her to death. In the end, it was beaten into a sea of fire by Huangfu Jun.

"Short-life …" She suddenly burst into tears.

As she cried, she shouted, "Don't die.

Don't die!

Let's all live well, okay?

Don't die. You Wuming don't die. I won't die either. Let's live well together!

Live on!

Live on!

Okay! "

Short-life stopped, raised its head high, and opened its mouth.

"Owww —"

It let out a half-wolf howl.

The Cloud Beast pushed her down from its back. It turned its head and used the softest white hair on its forehead to rub her face, wiping away the snot and tears that covered her face.

Sang Yuanyuan: "…"

After wiping her face, it seemed to suddenly realize something. Its black eyes stared unblinkingly at her nose, and its expression gradually became one of extreme disdain.

Sang Yuanyuan: "You Wuming are right. Short-life, you've really become a spirit!"

After strolling around for a while, the man and beast returned to the carriage.

You Wuming had already adjusted himself. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and lazily sat by the window, propping up his forehead as he waited for her to come back.

"Do you think you can steal my Short-life away, Little Sang Guo?" He looked proud. "Don't even think about it!

No matter where it goes, it'll come back! "

"En." She rode on Short-life's back and looked up at him with a smile. "It's the same for me. No matter where I go, I'll definitely come back and return to your side."

You Wuming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly closed the curtain of the carriage.

Sang Yuanyuan considerately gave him some time to be alone.

By the time she crawled into the carriage, the man had already regained his leisurely appearance. He lazily held a bronze pot with two fingers and poured green tea into a small green jade cup.

He moved his eyelids and glanced at her. "Do you know what this is?"

Without waiting for her to answer, he chuckled and continued, "It's the juice of the Water Spirit Mushroom, stewed with Wood Spirit Jade Crystal."

Sang Yuanyuan knew about the Water Spirit Mushroom. It was the treasure that he had sent to Tiandu to 'sell'. It contained rich water spirit essence.

She also knew about the Wood Spirit Jade Crystal. On the night of the assassination attempt at the Imperial Palace, she had heard Sang Bu Jin say to Sang Chengyin that he wanted to steal it from Feng Province's King Feng Bai Luan for her to use.

It must be a treasure.

You Wuming stewed tea like this?

Wastrel!

"Is there a Water Spirit and a Wood Spirit inside?" She sat next to him.

You Wuming looked at her like she was an idiot. "It's already stewed into a soup, how can there be any spiritual essence?

What's important is the taste, understand? "

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

Wastrel x2!

She sighed and picked up his cup to take a sip.

As expected, the taste was excellent!

It was a bit like honey jelly, but it was even more refreshing.

"Did you forget something today?" You Wuming asked coldly.

When the sun rose, he had chased her out.

She didn't have time to say those words.

She sipped the tea and smiled at him. "I like you as much as I did yesterday!"

His expression was indifferent and indifferent. "Hm?

Why haven't there been many of them recently? "

Sang Yuanyuan: "… …"

Who was it that said they didn't care about having more?

Who was it?

Who!