The girl's eyes and brows were full of charm. She only pretended to be delicate and timid, not in a hurry to jump into the scholar's arms.
"Is this Path Cutting Bandit the king of the mountain?"
"Wrong, this one is only a small bandit, snatching a girl for the king of the mountain to be his wife. Once this merit is accomplished, I can go from a small bandit to a big bandit."
"Then haven't you even hugged the bandit's wife? Moreover, this is the wilderness. Even if you do something to this little girl, heaven and earth won't respond. "
"That's true. But if you become the bandit's wife and tell the mountain king, won't my head be chopped off? Hmph! Little girl, don't talk nonsense and disturb my mind. Although I'm a nameless nobody right now, I have the ambition to be the king of the mountain. Even if you're a fickle woman and are willing to sleep with me under the canopy of heaven and earth, I will definitely not do it. "
"Bah, you dare to tease me. If my young master hears this, he will chop you to death."
"Who is your young master? Is he as skilled as me in both sword and saber arts? Moreover, your young master is definitely not as elegant as me. "
"Little bandit, you are just a frog in a well. How would you know my young master's good points?"
"I am not a frog in a well. I am a toad blocking the road! Little girl, you can insult this one's appearance, but don't insult my bandit profession! "
"Sigh, my young master said that he has made up his mind to build a pigsty on the ridge of the field. He will not let the goodies flow into the fields of others. But why haven't you eaten me yet? That's strange. "
"Your young master is indeed a gentleman. I admire him very much!"
The moon was bright and the wind was high. It was a good night to kill people. Otherwise, it would be a man and a woman having a romantic moment. How bored must this pair be to chat in the middle of the night on a muddy path?
After chattering for a while, the embroidered clothed girl finally flew into Hsu Fengnian's arms like a graceful butterfly.
Hsu Fengnian hugged her soft body and sniffed hard. He closed his eyes and said with intoxication, "After smelling it, your scent is still the most fragrant. It's even better than seeing a piece of delicious roasted sweet potato after you've lost your mind from hunger. "
The woman hugged him tightly and pressed herself against his chest. It was as if she wanted to rub herself into his body. She murmured, "This servant was originally called Sweet Potato."
The young man and woman, who were master and servant, walked out of Beiliang at almost the same time. It seemed like a warm reunion in a foreign land, but who would know about the soul-stirring journey that belonged to each of them? She was always smiling at the people she cared about.
"Sweet Potato, loosen your grip. You're choking me."
"Young Master, you are now an expert, an expert, an expert."
"Then you should loosen your grip. It's inappropriate to keep hugging her like this."
"Oh, Young Master, you have an extra sword. Show it to this servant? If you need to clean the sword, just leave it to this servant. "
"You're asking for a beating. Don't play any tricks. Let go of me."
"Young Master, the last time you returned from your travels, in Wutongin, you said that there was a powerful swordsman who killed a beauty with a single sword. Was it this sword?"
"Can't you have some rules?"
Hsu Fengnian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He slapped her buttocks and used a little force to break free from the beauty's embrace. He glared at her and saw that her face was strangely red, as if she had taken an aphrodisiac.
The two of them looked at each other. Hsu Fengnian pinched her nose and said with a smile, "Why are you here? What are you doing in Shen Men Cottage? "
It was Wutongin's first-class servant, Sweet Potato. Her eyes were filled with hidden bitterness. She enunciated each word clearly and said, "I missed you, Young Master."
Hsu Fengnian pretended that he was going to hit her. Sweet Potato leaned over and looked like she was going to let him do whatever he wanted. Hsu Fengnian frowned. Sweet Potato smiled and whistled. A horse galloped over and she took the reins. She said seriously, "I left Beiliang a few days later than you, Young Master. There was a plot in Dunhuang City by the Prince's Mansion, which involved the Cottage. My original intention was to knock some sense into Shen Kaihe, who was secretly close to Murong Baoding, the Head of Orange Province. I didn't expect Young Master to be so powerful that you killed the Cottage and even killed Shen Zhi. Coincidentally, I pulled out one of Zhu Yan's spies. After that, I used a trick and told the previous Cottage Master, Shen Shuihu, that I was Murong Baoding's spy. I promised him that Dunhuang City would be the scapegoat. I bet that he wouldn't dare to take the initiative to mention this to Murong Baoding. During this period of time, I imitated the handwriting of the catcher and delivered some authentic secret letters. I won't be exposed for the time being. At least, when Your Highness leaves Jinxi Province, the butterfly catchers 300 miles away will only notice. If we are lucky, Your Highness may not have revealed any clues to those people when you return to Beiliang. "
Hsu Fengnian mounted the horse and bent down to pull Sweet Potato up. He hugged her slender waist and rested his head on the servant's round shoulder. He frowned and said, "What if it's exposed?"
She calmly said, "There's no harm in that. Just let Sweet Potato follow the vine to find the melon, and kill more than a dozen catchers in one go to catch the butterfly lady. This will throw them into confusion, and I guarantee that they won't be able to track down Your Highness' whereabouts. They'll only be led by the nose by this servant.
Hsu Fengnian was silent.
Even the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao, praised her for having a clever heart. Sweet Potato said softly, "Young Master, Sweet Potato is a death warrior. If I don't die, what am I living for? Isn't it to help Master kill people?"
Hsu Fengnian gently bit her earlobe and ordered, "You're not allowed to say that. You're not allowed to do that!"
Her body trembled and she leaned back.
Hsu Fengnian, who could be said to be calm, asked, "All these years, you've been leaving the Prince's Mansion every now and then. Have you been running to Beimang's Dunhuang City?"
Sweet Potato obediently and meekly acknowledged. There were many servant girls in Wutongin, each with their own merits. They were all outstanding young women. Not to mention Spear Fairy Wang Xiu's daughter, Blue Bird, Green Ant was a small national champion on the chess scale. She only lost to her second sister, Xu Weixiong. Hsu Fengnian had been defeated by him for many years. He was good at the quatrains and had a strong poetic style. The maidservant, who had been renamed Cucumber, had outstanding attainments in music. She was also an expert in cooking, and the pastries she made were comparable to those made by the chefs in the imperial palace. Only the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion was wealthy enough to allow so many women to gather in one courtyard. Any one of them would be able to make the scholars of Northern Liang go crazy. Sweet Potato was undoubtedly the most interesting one. Blue Bird, who was also a servant girl, had a cold temperament and was difficult to get close to. Sweet Potato was much more gentle and charming. Everyone liked her from the bottom of their hearts. She always looked at the big picture and grasped people's hearts. The harmony in the courtyard could not go unnoticed. Xu Xiao said that she could go to the palace and become an invincible concubine. It was not an exaggeration.
Her charm was on her face, but she was cold to the bone. Hsu Fengnian had been close to her since they were young. They were probably both cold people. That was why they were so close. They were like hamsters in the winter. They could only snuggle up to each other for warmth.
Hsu Fengnian curiously asked, "According to what you said, you have another identity in Dunhuang?"
Sweet Potato put her hands on her waist and nodded, "Of course there will be. Dunhuang city has many different forces entangled with each other. It's very complicated. This servant entered early. At that time, Dunhuang city was short of manpower and was in turmoil. I took advantage of the situation. I know that there are no less than eight big mountains. Among them, there are three factions that have been accumulated by the people of Dunhuang for two generations. They are like three legs of a tripod. It can be said that they spared no effort in scheming against each other. Young master also knows that the northern barbarians are learning our dynasty's battle of wits. It is a bit nonsensical, but there are some battles of bravery that are very interesting.
Other than the two factions supported by Murong Baoding and Jinxi Province, the Buque Tai, which is ranked ninth among the top ten sects in Beimang, has its foundation in Dunhuang. It is one of the city's elders. It does not participate in the struggle and has never done anything like pulling chestnuts out of the fire. The other two factions are the powers formed by the entanglement of wealthy merchants. They are particularly slippery in their conduct and cannot be underestimated.
Hsu Fengnian sighed with emotion. "They really have a lot of methods," he said.
Sweet Potato leaned against his chest and closed her bewitching limpid eyes. She said in a low voice, "Recently, I heard that there was a disciple of Cao Guanzi on the prairie who defeated Tuoba Chunsun's arrogance. I knew it was young master."
Hsu Fengnian stroked her fine black hair and said with a laugh, "You and I are like frogs meeting frogs in boiling oil. We are brothers in distress."
Sweet Potato said in a sweet voice, "I am a woman."
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