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When he recalled what happened in Plum Blossom Stronghold, it was already half a month later.

At this moment, Qiao Qiao was still staying in an inn at the foot of Ling You's mountain in Pingyang County. Sitting on the chair with both hands on his head, he stared blankly into the distance from the window of the inn …

That day, she and Yan Mo Chen had personally witnessed the destruction of the Plum Blossom Stronghold, and regardless of whether it was young or strong, they had all been captured by the official of Qing Ping County. Mei Niang staggered out, and was no longer able to retaliate, causing the previously bustling Plum Blossom Stronghold to become quiet. After watching, Yan Mo Chen also brought her out of the Plum Blossom Stronghold.

When she met Yan Mu, she could guess from Yan Mu's secretive appearance that Yan Mo Chen's instantaneous recovery of martial arts was related to Yu Zihui, and that Yu Hui had been released by Yan Mo Chen the moment he recovered his martial arts.

Moreover, she had never truly thought of taking Yan Mo Chen's life for granted, but after so many days had passed, she still felt that there was something big going on between Yan Mo Chen and Yan Mu that was hiding from her. Furthermore, her intuition was that this big deal that was hiding from her must be related to Yan Mo Chen instantly recovering his martial arts skills.

Unfortunately, no matter how much she tried to coerce and tempt them, no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't get even a single bit of information from Yan Mo Chen's mouth. Just like that, the three of them rushed to Pingyang County after half a month of travel.

Tonight, they temporarily settled at the foot of Spirit Serpent Mountain. Tomorrow morning, the three of them would climb the mountain to look for the mysterious old man.

A white-clothed figure slowly entered from the door. Although her footsteps were light, they also carried a rustling sound. However, Qiao Qiao, who was usually sharp and alert, did not even move his head one bit today.

"Ran Er, what are you thinking about that makes you so obsessed that you don't even know I entered." Yan Mo Chen smiled warmly and slowly walked forward, wrapping his arms around Qiao Qiao's body and putting it into his embrace.

"Nothing much, I just like to be in a daze recently." Qiao Qiao still smiled lightly, taking the opportunity to rest his head on Yan Mo Chen's chest.

It was clearly a sonorous and powerful heartbeat, but her heart was still faintly uneasy. She kept feeling that this man before her was not real.

"Yan Yan …" Qiao Qiao suddenly spoke up, his raised eyebrows could not help but meet Yan Mo Chen's gentle eyes.

"What's wrong? You seem to have something on your mind? " Yan Mo Chen lovingly pointed at Qiao Qiao's nose, a smile on his face.

"Is there something you're hiding from me?" Qiao Qiao paused for a moment and asked with a serious face.

Yan Mo Chen suddenly laughed, caressing Qiao Qiao's shoulders lovingly, he said softly, "This is the fifty-second time you've asked me this. What are you thinking, silly girl? "How could I possibly be hiding something from you …"

Qiao Qiao could not help but lower her brows. It seemed that Yan Mo Chen was still unwilling to speak the truth, but the more relaxed and natural his appearance was, the more she found it difficult to feel at ease in her heart.

"Do you really not need to look for Elder Qing You to take a look at your injuries?"

Qiao Qiao's brow was still slightly lowered. When the doctor had said that Yan Mo Chen was poisoned and could only find old man Qing You to recover, she had wanted to let go of all her grudges. No matter what the old man wanted her to do, even if it meant sacrificing her own life, she was willing to save Yan Mo Chen's life.

"Silly girl, we're looking for that old man to find out everything, not to beg him to save us." Yan Mo Chen rubbed Qiao's hair that was still as black as ink. There was coldness in his eyes, as if he had a deep grudge with the old man.

"En!" Qiao Qiao still nodded his head heavily. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and raised his brows to smile lightly at Yan Mo Chen. "By the way, can you save He You You?"

Yan Mo Chen's brows slightly tightened as he bent down with a displeased look on his face.

"Are you asking your husband to rescue someone who loves my wife?"

Qiao Qiao still looked slightly depressed. He shrugged his shoulders and said seriously to Yan Mo Chen, "I just want my hubby to seek justice for his wife, and at the same time, I can also go and save his wife's senior brother!"

"Senior brother ~" Yan Mo Chen spoke with a long voice, looking like he was deep in thought. "If it's senior brother, then I don't mind."

"Humph ~" Qiao Qiao still gave a light snort and pouted slightly.

As Yan Mo Chen watched, his throat suddenly tightened as he bent down to kiss the pouting lips.

"Mmm mmm mmm …" Joe continued to push and shove. The windows of the house were still open, and the streets were crowded with people. How could he act like this in front of such a large crowd?

Yan Mo Chen, on the other hand, did not mind at all. He tightly wrapped one hand around Qiao Qiao's waist while the other hand held the back of her head. He kissed her to the point where he had completely forgotten himself.

Qiao Qiao still rolled her eyes helplessly. She had been pregnant for three months and now she was showing her belly more and more. Naturally, she did not dare to use too much strength for fear of hurting the baby in her womb. She could only let him be like this …

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The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. It was already summer, and the sky was gradually growing longer. Before the crowing of the chickens could even begin, the dazzling sunlight had already slanted into the house, causing Qiao Qiao to be unable to open his eyes.

She slightly frowned, but found that Yan Mo Chen was no longer by her side.

She slowly got up, put on her shoes and walked out of the inn.

Although it was early in the morning, the inn was already packed full of people. Qiao still welcomed the flow of people and headed out of the inn.

"Ran Er!"

Without waiting for Joe to see the shadow of the person, he heard a happy shout coming from outside the inn.

She walked against the crowd and discovered that Yan Mo Chen and Yan Mu were loading carriages at the entrance of the inn.

"Have you rested?" Yan Mo Chen followed the crowd and walked forward, carefully putting Qiao Qiao on his chest. The two of them walked towards the carriage.

"Take a carriage up the mountain?" Qiao Qiao raised his eyebrows and asked with a stunned expression.

"En, considering your inconvenience, we will take the carriage up the mountain today." Yan Mo Chen nodded his head.

"The road up the mountain is rugged and difficult to traverse. How can a horse carriage get up there?" Joe didn't just frown.

Don't worry, I have a way." Yan Mo Chen smiled as he turned around and took out a piece of brown paper from the carriage. He said to Qiao Qiao, "Look, this is a map of Spirit Mountain. I'll let Yan Mu take a look at the relatively flat area. The carriage will do.

Qiao Qiao still had a face full of suspicion as he turned and stared blankly at Yan Mo Chen. He really did not know how Yan Mo Chen had prepared so well that he could even obtain a copy of the Spirit Mountain map.

"Alright, hurry up and get on the carriage, otherwise you won't be able to reach the top of the mountain before sunset." Yan Mo Chen could see the doubt in Qiao Qiao's eyes. With a casual smile, he escorted her into the carriage.

Yan Mu drove the horse carriage all the way to the east. The horse carriage moved very quickly, and dust flew everywhere along the way.

Qiao Qiao couldn't help but open the curtain to look outside the carriage. The road was verdant and lush, flowers and grass blooming, the scenery of Spirit Mountain was excellent, but he didn't know what kind of person the owner of such a beautiful place was.

She put down the window curtain in her hand and looked towards Yan Mo Chen who was inside the carriage. Seeing his slightly closed eyes, she was afraid that he was very tired. She leaned on the carriage, and even breathing could be heard.

Qiao Qiao could not help but smile. These few days, Yan Mo Chen had been too tiring in order to take care of her …

The horse carriage continued to move forward. It was obvious that Yan Mu was driving with great care. Although his speed was fast, it was quite smooth. He did his best to find some flat ground to move on.

Qiao Qiao's eyebrows relaxed a little. Qingwu was a girl with rough thoughts. To be able to hand her over to such a meticulous man in this life, she felt a lot more at ease.

The carriage was extremely quiet, causing Qiao Qiao to uncontrollably sink into deep thought. Ever since she had transmigrated, everything that had happened had connected in her mind. What pleased her the most was that while she was still the nameless and unreal emperor of the Qiao Country, she still had nothing to do and played with the male consort and played with Yan Mo Chen. She could only bicker with Yan Mo Chen for an entire day.

Thinking of this, a trace of a smile blossomed on Qiao Qiao's lips.

"Silly girl, what are you laughing about?" Unknowingly, Yan Mo Chen had already woken up from his sleep. Looking at Qiao whose face was still red, he couldn't help but smile, looking at her lovingly.

"No …" "Nothing …" Qiao Qiao still had an awkward face. She never thought that Yan Mo Chen would see her silly appearance. With an embarrassed face, she stuck out her tongue and hid her smile.

Yan Mo Chen's eyes narrowed as he turned his head, trying his best to conceal the subtle smile on his face as he looked outside the carriage.

"Where are we?" He continued speaking.

"Almost four hours." Joe still answered.

"Hmm, looking at the situation, we should be able to get there before sunset." Yan Mo Chen glanced outside the carriage and turned his head to Qiao Qiao, "What are you going to do if you meet old man Qing You?"

"He must have kicked him to the ground and asked him why he doesn't like me so much. He must have sent so many people to assassinate me!" Qiao Qiao raised an eyebrow and said to Yan Mo Chen arrogantly.

"Haha, do you know how high that quiet and quiet old man's martial arts is?" After Yan Mo Chen laughed out loud, he could not help but twitch his mouth.

"How high?" Joe raised his eyebrows again, full of disdain.

"Even if He Mingyou and I were to combine forces, I'm afraid we might not be able to defeat him." Yan Mo Chen's mouth twitched.

She couldn't help but be speechless. She had already thought that this old man Qing You's martial arts were peerless, but she had never thought that he would be able to cause the two great experts of the capital combined to not necessarily be able to defeat him. Then, just how peerless would his martial arts be …