Chapter 8, Women of the Martial Arts World

At that moment, a tall and slender young man in white approached: "It has been a long time since I heard General Li's esteemed name! When we arrive in the capital, General, you must extend your hospitality." He clasped his fist in a polite gesture as he spoke. Li Qing was worried that he and Yun'er had been staring at each other for too long, feeling a bit awkward. Upon hearing this, he quickly interjected: "Young Hero Jiang is being too modest. It is my honor that you all can come."

At this moment, the young hero Jiang smiled again and said, "Alright, everyone still has a long way to go. If there is anything to discuss, it would be better to talk while riding." Li Qing chuckled and mounted his horse. Yun Er, feeling helpless, also had no choice but to climb onto the horse's back

Not long after the carriage left the city gate, the sky brightened significantly. He Ying lifted the curtain of the carriage and gazed at the red sun on the horizon, as well as the layer of mist that enveloped the mountains and forests. She couldn't help but be mesmerized. At this moment, she felt immensely grateful that she was not like a newlywed bride, covered with a veil, and could freely appreciate the beauty of the world around her

He Ying knew that she was to blame for pulling the car curtain open. She immediately lowered her head to avoid his gaze and pulled down the car curtain.

The Cloud Fairy? He Yingxin felt a stir in her heart. She couldn't help but widen her eyes. Being a beauty herself, she naturally had a keen interest in seeing and comparing other beauties.

At that moment, the four riders had arrived before them. He Ying looked up and saw that among the four, there was a young girl in a gauzy dress. She appeared to be around sixteen or seventeen years old, with a delicate and beautiful appearance, her features exceptionally refined. Her figure was even more remarkable, with a proud chest, a slender waist, and long legs.

At that moment, she turned her eyes and met He Ying's gaze. In an instant, a myriad of emotions—astonishment, jealousy, and disdain—flashed through her eyes. Then, she asked Li Qing, "Brother Li, who is that young lady?"

At the thought of this, her eyes were filled with laughter

Yun'er ran up to Li Qing, gazing at him affectionately. Seeing the man in the blue attire talking to him non-stop, she couldn't help but pout and said, "Brother, you really are like this every time we meet." Her tone of complaint elicited laughter from everyone present. The man in blue replied, "Alright, Qing, you should have a good chat with Sister Yun. Otherwise, someone might blame me for being a big oaf who lacks romantic sensibility." Upon hearing this, even Li Qing's knight couldn't help but smile.

Li Qing冷冷地看了何盈一眼，淡淡地说道："That is my fiancée!"

Upon thinking of this, she felt somewhat ashamed of herself. Beside her, Xiao Huan also widened her eyes and murmured, "What a shameless person!" She glanced at the young lady's face and, seeing her calm expression, couldn't help but admire her greatly: My young lady is truly exceptional; in such matters, she merely treats it as a spectacle.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked outside, and her face involuntarily bore an expression of great joy. Li Qing, observing her demeanor, couldn't help but furrow his brow. He thought to himself: This woman is truly heartless!

Li Qing was clearly taken aback, remaining stunned for quite a while. He stared blankly at Yun'er, not uttering a word for a long time. Yun'er's delicate face gradually turned pale, her eyes already brimming with tears. Li Qing immediately said: "Of course, of course you are welcome. It is certainly my utmost desire for Fairy Yun to come."

Yun'er raised her eyes to glance at Li Qing, her face flushed as she lowered her head and called out softly, "Brother Li!" Li Qing smiled and gently said, "Yun'er, are you going to Yan City this time to celebrate a birthday?"

Beside her, the three riders, apart from the scruffy bearded man in green on the left, were two handsome young men dressed in white. Upon seeing them, He Ying's mind inexplicably recalled a saying: in martial arts stories, every beautiful man likes to wear white.

The four men rushed to Li Qing's front, then jumped off their horses. At that moment, Li Qing had already dismounted. The few of them ran up to the other party. The man in the blue attire struck Li Qing heavily with his palm and laughed, "Good brother, you are taking this road back to the capital and didn't even inform me. Otherwise, I would have insisted on seeing you off."

After she finished speaking, her face turned bright red, and her expression was filled with tension. He Ying opened her mouth wide, thinking to herself: This heroine of the martial world is truly different. Such words of affection can be boldly declared in public. Back in the day, I mustered up a year's worth of courage and still did not dare to mention it to Chen Wenzhi. At most, I only had the audacity to steal a few glances in secret.

He Ying did not glance at him at all, so naturally she would not know what he was thinking. At that moment, a sudden sound of hurried hoofbeats came from not far away. The sound of the horses was tense and urgent, likely from about three or four riders, approaching from a distance in their direction

Yun'er nodded, bit her red lips, and suddenly mustered the courage to say: "Elder brother, after I finish celebrating Lord Li's sixtieth birthday, may I visit you at your residence?"

"Brother Li's end, his wife?" Yun'er seemed to muster up her courage before finishing these few words. Her eyes were already brimming with tears, on the verge of spilling. Li Qing pretended not to see her expression, his gaze fixed intently on He Ying, two beams of cold light shooting directly at her.

Yun'er felt a mix of joy and bitterness upon hearing his words. The joy came from the fact that he did not refute her statement in front of everyone, indicating his welcome. The bitterness arose from the question of why he referred to her as Yun Xianzi and himself as Li Qing, instead of calling her Yun'er and referring to himself as 'big brother' as he usually did. Did this not imply a sense of distance?

At this moment, among the three or four riders approaching, a delicate female voice called out: "Is it you, Brother Li?" Li Qing responded with a bright laugh: "Is it you, Sister Yun? What a coincidence!" Just as he finished speaking, a burly man dressed in a blue shirt laughed and said: "It really is Brother Li! When Fairy Yun mentioned it, I still couldn't believe it."

Before long, three or four figures appeared in the sight of the crowd. Upon seeing them, Li Qing couldn't help but raise a hand and sternly called out: "Stop!" The crowd pulled on the reins and came to a halt.

She pulled down the car curtain, yet still quietly opened a small gap, watching the outside with great interest. Huan'er carefully observed her young lady for a long time, and after confirming that she was indeed engrossed in what she was seeing, she couldn't help but feel extremely disappointed and distressed, letting out a deep sigh. She sighed three or four times in succession, but her young lady seemed completely oblivious to her subtle emotions, still happily gazing outside.

Yun'er, dressed in a refreshing heroine outfit, wore a form-fitting garment that accentuated her figure to an extraordinary degree, making He Ying, who had not yet fully matured, feel quite envious. Meanwhile, Huan'er stood by, carefully attending to her young mistress, wearing an expression that suggested she was afraid of making her sad or angry