Due to the previous incident, Yang Chan knew what kind of person Liu Yanchang was. Of course, she didn't want Mu Qingxiao to have too much contact with him, lest she be led astray by this kind of person.
Jealousy flashed through Liu Yanchang's eyes, and he forced a smile on his face.
He didn't expect that the latter was the same as him, saved by these two girls. However, the difference in treatment was too big.
Why did he have to sleep on the straw in the kitchen, while the latter could sleep in the exquisite bamboo house and have such beautiful girls serving him?
Although Zhao Xia was also delicate and small, she was not on the same level as Yang Chan.
Liu Yanchang was only a mortal, so his hidden gaze couldn't escape Mu Qingxiao's sharp senses.
"Brother Liu, I remember that you're going to the capital to take the exam, but your complexion is very poor. You probably froze last night, so you should rest here for a while."
After resting for a few days, Mu Qingxiao's complexion had completely recovered. Her eyebrows were like swords, her eyes were like stars, and her complexion was like jade. Her eyes were bright, and her white robes were otherworldly. Her voice was clear and gentle. Even Zhao Xia couldn't dislike her, let alone Yang Chan who had already fallen for her.
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Mu. Since that's the case, forgive me for disturbing you."
Although he didn't know that Zhao Xia didn't have a good impression of him, and that Yang Chan was also very cold, since Mu Qingxiao gave him this opportunity, he naturally wouldn't refuse.
Since Mu Qingxiao had already spoken, even if Yang Chan and Zhao Xia wanted to drive Liu Yanchang away, they couldn't find a reason to do so. They could only give up and let Liu Yanchang stay here.
Zhao Xia didn't want to see this disgusting face, so she directly walked towards the Xiyue Temple. Yang Chan rarely went to the Xiyue Temple recently, so she could only keep an eye on it. If someone came to offer offerings, she had to inform the Empress afterwards and bless the mortal.
When he came back to his senses, Zhao Xia had already left. Mu Qingxiao was holding Yang Chan's hand. The two of them walked by the small lake. Yang Chan leaned her head on his shoulder, looking like a happy newlywed wife.
Instantly, Liu Yanchang's heart was filled with hostility. He turned around and his face became extremely gloomy. He quickly walked into the kitchen.
At the back of Mount Hua, Yang Chan and Zhao Xia had renovated the place. Flowers were everywhere, and the trees were lush and crisp. The birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.
The willows by the lake swayed with the wind, and the warm sunlight poured down through the clouds. The lake was sparkling, like a poem or a painting.
"Why? We were both saved by someone else. Why is this pretty boy able to win the heart of a beauty and treat me coldly?"
However, Liu Yanchang wasn't in the mood to appreciate the scenery as he sat on the haystack in the kitchen. His face was gloomy, his hair was disheveled, and his heart was burning with jealousy. He couldn't get that beautiful and dignified figure out of his mind.
When he saw Yang Chan, it was as if he saw the Third Holy Mother. He couldn't suppress the possessiveness in his heart, and he had the urge to dominate her.
"However, Miss Yang Chan's appearance is eighty percent similar to the Third Holy Mother's. If I could have that dignified and noble temperament with her, I would have no regrets even if I died. I didn't expect that pretty boy to take advantage of her."
As he spoke, a strong sense of resentment surged into Liu Yanchang's heart. If he had come two days earlier, that woman would have been his. It was all that pretty boy's fault for getting him drunk in Huayin City.
Thinking that Yang Chan's heart already belonged to someone else, Liu Yanchang felt even more upset. His gloomy eyes narrowed, and no one knew what he was thinking.
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As time passed, two days passed in the blink of an eye.
Recently, Yang Chan hadn't gone to the Xiyue Temple. She was usually with Mu Qingxiao. Every day was spent very happily, and their relationship was becoming more and more intimate.
Although Mu Qingxiao was faking her illness, she used Immortal Qi to control her body. Her complexion improved day by day. At night, she was incomparably intimate with Yang Chan in the small bamboo house. Apart from the last step, they were no different from other couples.
Yang Chan wasn't very happy about this either. Although they weren't officially married, in her heart, Mu Qingxiao was already her husband, and no one could replace him.
Zhao Xia was also very tactful. She didn't come to be a third wheel anymore. She obediently stayed in the Snow Reflection Palace in the Xiyue Temple, dealing with some trivial matters in the temple.
Recently, whether it was Mu Qingxiao's fake illness or Liu Yanchang's fake illness, they had all recovered.
At this moment, in the exquisite bamboo house, Mu Qingxiao was hugging Yang Chan. Her hand quietly reached into her lapel, causing her pink lips to open slightly and let out a faint moan.
"Empress, someone wants to draw lots. Quickly come to the Snow Reflection Palace."
Suddenly, Zhao Xia's voice sounded in Yang Chan's mind. She woke up with a start and pulled away Mu Qingxiao's mischievous hand. Her pink fist pounded on his chest a few times as if she was acting coquettishly.
"Mu Qingxiao, I suddenly remembered something. Let's talk about it tonight …"
After saying that, without waiting for Mu Qingxiao's reply, Yang Chan tidied up her clothes and left the bamboo house. She turned into a rainbow light and rushed to the Xiyue Temple.
After Yang Chan left, Mu Qingxiao smiled bitterly, but there was nothing she could do. She raised her hand and smelled it. That ecstasy just now was simply unbearable.
"Knock, knock, knock …"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the bamboo house. Mu Qingxiao narrowed his eyes and said, "Please come in."
"Brother Mu, are you feeling better?"
The bamboo door was pushed open, and a young man in a green scholar's robe walked in. Who else could it be but Liu Yanchang?
"So it's Brother Liu. Thank you for your concern. My body has completely recovered."
Liu Yanchang smiled and said, "That's good. Liu Yanchang's body has also recovered. However, I have to go to the capital to take the exam soon. I wonder if I'll have the chance to meet Brother Mu again in this life. The scenery on Mount Hua is beautiful. Can I invite Brother Mu out for a walk?"
"That's good. We can go out and get some fresh air."
Mu Qingxiao glanced at Liu Yanchang with a smile. He wanted to see what Liu Yanchang was up to.
Liu Yanchang was even more jealous when he saw Mu Qingxiao's carefree and extraordinary appearance. He was even more determined in his thoughts.
"Please."
After saying that, the two of them walked up Mount Hua.
However, after walking for a short while, Liu Yanchang was already panting and sweating profusely. He looked at Mu Qingxiao who was breathing calmly and sneered in his heart.
"Brother Mu, you have a good physique. You were born in a rich family, but your stamina is better than poor people like us."
Hearing that, Mu Qingxiao smiled and did not explain. However, he was afraid that Liu Yanchang was up to no good by inviting him up the mountain.
Originally, they lived halfway up the back of the mountain, so they arrived at the peak of the mountain after an hour.
The peak of Mount Hua was steep. A few more steps and they would reach a cliff surrounded by clouds. Although the scenery was beautiful, it was also very dangerous.
At this moment, standing on top of the clouds and looking into the distance, they could faintly see a few villages scattered around.
Liu Yanchang, who was panting, sat on the ground and gasped for air. He glanced at Mu Qingxiao. Seeing that he was still fine, he felt even more uneasy.
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