Glancing at the clean and tidy bamboo building, Mu Qingxiao raised his right hand and sniffed it. There was still a faint fragrance on it.
It was the fragrance of the Third Holy Mother.
The latter was indeed a combination of kindness and beauty. Perhaps that was why Liu Yanchang was so thick-skinned as to pursue her.
However, she was already here. Mu Qingxiao liked such a kind and beautiful woman very much. Naturally, he would not let her experience the tragedy in the plot.
As for Liu Yanchang, he could just stay where he was.
Feeling the warmth in his stomach, Mu Qingxiao smiled. It was just some ordinary spiritual medicine. For mortals, it had the effect of nourishing the body.
However, it was useless for him.
He was already in the Golden Immortal Stage. After interacting with the Third Holy Mother, he knew that the Third Holy Mother was only a Fairy Immortal. As for the maid, Zhao Xia, she was an Earthly Immortal. They could not see through his disguise at all.
In order to win the heart of the beauty and improve his strength, Mu Qingxiao was very serious in his acting. He was not careless at all.
After all, the Third Holy Mother and Zhao Xia were not ordinary people. If they were careless, they would be seen through.
Looking away, Mu Qingxiao closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed. It seemed that he had to continue acting. Before he won the Third Holy Mother's heart, he could not reveal any flaws.
Yesterday, Liu Yanchang was drunk in the inn and missed the best time to come to the Xiyue Temple.
Now, he had replaced Liu Yanchang. He wondered if the plot would change because of this.
As time passed, night fell. However, the sky was pitch black, blocking the full moon in the sky.
"You're awake?"
In the room, Mu Qingxiao raised his eyebrows and heard a gentle and pleasant woman's voice.
He gradually opened his eyes and saw a gentle and beautiful face. This face was similar to the Third Holy Mother's. How could he not tell that this woman was the Third Holy Mother's original body? She had only used a spell to change her appearance slightly.
"This is …?"
Looking at the woman in front of him carefully, Mu Qingxiao gently got up and murmured.
"Miss, you are ninety percent similar to the person in my dream."
The Third Saint Mother blushed, but she quickly suppressed her emotions and said, "Dreams are just dreams. You can't treat them as real. How should I address you? Where are you from?"
"I'm Mu Qingxiao from Beijing."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Third Holy Mother asked curiously, "The capital is quite far away from here. Why have you come here?"
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao's starry eyes flashed with sadness.
"My family members passed away one after another, leaving behind great wealth. But I didn't feel any warmth there. I heard that the Third Holy Mother was a kind and beautiful fairy. Her divination was always accurate, and she would grant all my requests. So I came all the way from the capital to the West Mountain Temple. But in the end, I found that although I had a lot of true feelings, I couldn't tell them.
"Oh? What do you mean? "
Mu Qingxiao smiled bitterly and said, "Young Lady, you might not believe me, but I originally wanted to marry a beautiful wife and travel the world. However, I'm afraid I won't be able to fulfill this wish in this lifetime."
"How can that be?"
Then, the Third Holy Mother said softly, "Young Master, you are so handsome and have a good family background. What kind of woman can't you find?"
"I fell in love with you at first sight. I'm afraid there isn't another woman as kind and beautiful as you in this world."
Mu Qingxiao's words were resolute and decisive. His eyes were full of bitterness and helplessness.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Third Holy Mother's heart began to beat faster. Her face turned red and shyness flashed across her eyes.
Regaining his senses, Mu Qingxiao stared at the Third Holy Mother and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. May I ask for your name?"
"I am Yang Chan."
"Thank you, Yang Chan, for saving my life." Then, Mu Qingxiao was about to get off the bed and bow to the Third Holy Mother.
Seeing this, the Third Holy Mother quickly stopped him and said softly, "You caught a cold today. Though you drank some medicine, you still need to rest. Lie down and don't move."
Their hands inadvertently touched, and their gazes met in the air. A different kind of emotion was born, and the atmosphere in the bamboo house also changed slightly.
Holding the Third Holy Mother's hand, Mu Qingxiao's expression froze. He looked at her seriously and said, "Miss Yang Chan, where is this place?"
Hearing this, the Third Holy Mother quickly pulled her hand out of his. She covered her mouth and chuckled, "Are you confused? I saw you fainted in the wilderness and it was raining, so I carried you back with the maids. This is the back of Mount Hua. "
"The back of Mount Hua. I remember I had already left the mountain. On the way back, there was a sudden rainstorm. On the way back, I returned to the Xiyue Temple and seemed to have seen the Third Holy Mother …"
Mu Qingxiao murmured. He raised his head and grabbed her hand. He said softly, "The Third Holy Mother really does grant all my wishes. I wanted to marry a wife, then I met Miss Yang Chan. It must be the Third Holy Mother's spirit …"
"Mister Mu, let … let go of me first."
The Third Holy Mother's body trembled when Mu Qingxiao grabbed her hand. Her face turned red. She wanted to use brute force to pull her hand out, but she was afraid of hurting him when she remembered that he was sick.
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao climbed up from the bed with a tough attitude. He said gently, "Miss Yang Chan, are you willing to marry me? I will protect you for the rest of your life."
Hearing his extremely gentle tone and expression, the Third Holy Mother's face turned even redder.
The latter's appearance was so handsome, and he was so gentle, which made her a little hesitant.
However, thinking of the Heavenly Court's commandments, a hint of bitterness flashed in the Third Holy Mother's beautiful eyes. She gently removed his hand and said softly, "Mister Mu, your body is weak. Rest well."
With that, the Third Holy Mother turned and left. She closed the bamboo door and left him alone.
After the Third Holy Mother's aura left, Mu Qingxiao changed his sickly appearance and couldn't help but sigh.
The Third Holy Mother's expression just now was obvious. She was probably moved by his words. As for what made her hesitate, Mu Qingxiao couldn't think of any reason other than the Heavenly Court's heavenly rules.
However, as the saying went, where there was a will, there was a way. If he wanted to flirt, he had to be shameless.
To Mu Qingxiao, shamelessness was nothing. It couldn't let him sleep with her, and it couldn't help him improve his strength. What was the use of it?
He could see that the Third Holy Mother already had feelings for him. It was just that she was hesitating between heavenly rules.
Mu Qingxiao believed that as long as they spent more time together, he would definitely be able to win her heart.
After all, if Liu Yanchang could win the Third Holy Mother's heart with just his looks, there was no reason why he couldn't do the same.
With the transformation of the Phoenix bloodline, Mu Qingxiao's appearance was the most perfect existence in the world. Coupled with his free and easy temperament, Liu Yanchang was not even fit to carry his shoes.
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