The elder nodded and looked at Mengmeng with doting eyes. "Young man, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Senior, are you talking about Mengmeng?" asked Zhou Yang with a smile.
"That's right. This child's parents died young. I rarely see her having so much fun. She even forgets to eat her candied haws. Zhou Yang, help me take care of her," said the elder as he turned his head.
Zhou Yang smiled and said, "Senior, I like Mengmeng very much too. As long as Senior is at ease, I will take her with me."
"Alright, I will come and fetch her when the time is right. Before that, she will be relying on you. I have no other request but for her to be happy." As the elder spoke, he walked to Mengmeng's side. After a long while, he reluctantly left.
As long as she is happy …
Zhou Yang looked at the elder's somewhat lonely back. This elder, who looked like he had one foot in the grave, possessed power that made even the Dragon Guards tremble. Yet, all he wanted from his granddaughter was to be happy.
Compared to Nameless Sword and the elders of the large family clans in this world, perhaps this was true kinship.
"Hmph!"
A familiar angry voice came from not far away. Zhou Yang turned around and saw Tang Yuewu looking at him with a pout. She was looking at him unhappily.
"What's wrong?" asked Zhou Yang, puzzled.
"I just went to the pool in the back mountain with Sister Qixiu and discovered that they had the same mark on their chests. Little Zhou, you sure have guts." Tang Yuewu walked in front of Zhou Yang with her hands on her hips and said unhappily.
"This …" Zhou Yang felt a little awkward as he immediately changed the topic. "Why do you call me Little Zhou?"
"That's what my mother calls you. She said you don't have a nickname, so she gave you one. After all, you are young," said Tang Yuewu with a smile.
"Then why do you call me that?"
"Of course. My mother said that I have to overwhelm you with the title. Only then can I control you. Otherwise …" Upon saying that, Tang Yuewu's face suddenly blushed.
"Otherwise what?"
Zhou Yang stood up and walked in front of Tang Yuewu before hugging her.
"Otherwise, I'll castrate you." As Tang Yuewu spoke, she turned around, not daring to look at Zhou Yang.
"Your grandfather said to betroth you to me. He also said that we can consummate our marriage anytime. If you castrate me, how can we consummate our marriage?" said Zhou Yang with a smile.
"Nonsense. Grandpa said immediately, but it's already over. It's already night time."
At this point, Tang Yuewu was suddenly startled and said, "I forgot. My mother asked me to call you over. Hurry up."
After saying that, Tang Yuewu pulled Zhou Yang to the backyard. A moment later, Zhou Yang saw Tang Yuewu's mother. She was as beautiful as Tang Yuewu, but she had a dignified air about her.
At this moment, Tang Zhenghe was standing below, while Tang Yuewu's mother was sitting on the main seat.
Zhou Yang glanced at Tang Zhenghe and saw a helpless expression on Tang Zhenghe's face. It was as if he was telling Zhou Yang that he couldn't make the decision.
"Junior greets Madam Tang." Zhou Yang cupped his hands.
"You still know how to be polite. Looks like you're not as arrogant as the rumors say." Mrs. Tang nodded, then walked to Zhou Yang's side and looked him up and down. "You're quite handsome, but your eyes are a bit scary. But it's not a bad thing for young people to have a bit of an edge."
Facing Mrs. Tang's scrutinizing eyes, Zhou Yang shuddered. He couldn't help but look at Tang Zhenghe.
"This … Zhou Yang, I still have something to do. I'll leave first." Tang Zhenghe disappeared after saying that.
Zhou Yang was amazed. This Tang Zhenghe was so afraid of his wife.
"Little Zhou, I heard that you have a lot of female friends." Mrs. Tang returned to her seat and said.
"Madam Tang, rumors can't be trusted." Zhou Yang said innocently.
Mrs. Tang smiled faintly and said after a while, "I can see that you're still a virgin. I'm very satisfied with that. Besides, I'm not an unenlightened person. It's normal for a man to have three or four wives. It's just that your focus on cultivation is limited. If you have more wives and neglect Tang Yuewu, I won't agree."
"Mother, I haven't agreed to marry him yet." Tang Yuewu's face was already red.
"You haven't agreed, and I haven't agreed either. I just want him to be mentally prepared."
Having said that, Mrs. Tang stood up and walked to Zhou Yang. "Zhou Yang, I have three conditions. If you can fulfill them, I'll betroth Yuewu to you."
"Please speak, Madam Tang." Zhou Yang smiled.
"First, save your father and clear his name."
Zhou Yang was startled. At that moment, he suddenly felt some admiration for this dignified woman.
If he married while his father was still in prison, it would be unfilial. He would not be an unfilial son, and Mrs. Tang obviously did not want to be either.
"Second, the martial scholar position. My daughter is the number one beauty in the South. She's one of the top three in the entire Dragonwu Country …"
"Mother, aren't you making things difficult for Zhou Yang? He has so many enemies …" Tang Yuewu said unhappily.
"Madam Tang, don't worry. Zhou Yang is determined to win the martial scholar position." Zhou Yang nodded.
Mrs. Tang revealed a look of admiration and said, "Third, before you marry Yuewu, you are not allowed to harm her body. At the same time, you have to protect her safety. Can you do that?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Yang agreed almost immediately. In fact, he thought further than Mrs. Tang. Before he had absolute power, he would never marry.
"In that case, I'll leave Yuewu to you." Mrs. Tang turned and walked into the inner hall.
"Leave it to me …"
Zhou Yang looked at Tang Yuewu.
"Hmph, I want to go to the Imperial City too," Tang Yuewu said with a pout.
"You want to go to the Imperial City too?" Zhou Yang pondered for a moment, feeling that something was wrong.
"If I don't go, you might fool around with other women again."
"This …"
Zhou Yang felt a little helpless. He knew that he could not let Tang Yuewu stay this time. Moreover, he also wanted to go to the Imperial City with her.
"Alright, Little Zhou, I'm going to rest. You can leave now."
After saying that, Tang Yuewu walked out.
"I remember when I fought Jian Wuhen, you said that I would be rewarded if I won. I wonder if Your Highness will keep your words?" Zhou Yang said with a smile.
Tang Yuewu was stunned. After a while, she said proudly, "Since I've said it, I can't go back on my words. But you'll have to be able to keep them, hehe …"
Whoosh!
With a leap, Tang Yuewu disappeared into the night. Zhou Yang smiled and followed closely, stopping only when he reached the courtyard where Tang Yuewu was.
"This little girl …"
Zhou Yang smiled faintly and immediately walked to Tang Yuewu's room. He pushed the door open, only to see a white fog inside. He could not see clearly at all.
Although the Discerning Eye allowed him to see everything in the room easily, he did not do so. That would be too boring.
It was rare for this little girl to have such a mood. How could he spoil her mood?
Thinking of this, he walked into the white fog.
It was very cold inside the fog. Not far away, a woman wearing a thin gauze skirt was sitting on the ground with her back facing him. She seemed to have just taken a bath and was meditating.
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