It was said that Huang Mao was good, but it became the fairy's white moonlight

Chapter 24: Give it to the Fairy for Free (two chapters in one)

A stick of sandalwood was lit in the side room, the smoke curled up, and the fragrance was refreshing. Between the light smoke, the fragrance was overwhelming. I don't know if it was the fragrance of sandalwood or the fragrance of the beauty.

Han Mo took a deep breath and inhaled the sandalwood scent mixed with the beauty's fragrance into his nose. He showed a slightly enjoying expression, and then smiled and said:

"Everyone Xiufang, maybe I should call you Your Excellency the Saint of Forgetfulness?"

Shang Xiufang frowned slightly, obviously displeased with Han Mo's rude inhalation.

It can be seen that she was still a little surprised when the other party revealed her identity at a glance.

But then I thought about it, although my identity has not been told to outsiders, it cannot be hidden from the top leaders of various forces. As the heir apparent of the Yifeng Hou Mansion, it is not surprising that Han Mo knows her identity.

"That's fine, just explain your purpose quickly, my patience is limited!"

"I'm here because I want to cooperate and trade with Her Majesty the Saint."

"Cooperation deal?"

Shang Xiufang was stunned for a moment, seeming a little surprised by these words.

"Yes, I can provide you with what Your Majesty the Saint urgently needs, and Your Majesty the Saint also has something I want. We can make a deal for mutual benefit."

When he said the words "On Your Majesty the Saint", Han Mo stared straight at Shang Xiufang. Perhaps because there was no one else around, his eyes became bolder, and there was an undisguised "desire" in his eyes. ".

Shang Xiufang is indeed beautiful. She has more mature charm than Su Mengyao and more dignity and nobility than Murong Ying. Coupled with the double bonus of status and cultivation, she is the best of the best from the outside to the inside.

However, Han Mo's bold gaze made the other party frown again, but thinking of Han Mo's identity, she still endured it and continued to maintain her cold persona:

"What can you offer me that I desperately need?"

I know that Your Majesty the Holy Lady is currently troubled by the love crisis. I have a way to help you get through the love crisis smoothly, as long as..."

"Hehe~!"

Before Han Mo finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shang Xiufang's sneer.

She couldn't believe her ears. Han Mo found out somewhere that she was troubled by love, and actually offered to help her get through it.

Haha, you are such a dandy. Just looking at the appearance of this saint, you almost drooled. How come you are so virtuous and have the nerve to say that you will help me through my love crisis?

There are few dandy and evil people, but there are hungry ghosts in sex.Even if this holy girl chooses a random man to sweep the streets in Yi Feng City, it would be a hundred times better than looking for you to save her love!
"Is Prince Han joking? I can forgive you for being disrespectful to me before, but if you are making fun of me, then please come back!"

Shang Xiufang was already a little angry, but she still kept calm and just said goodbye.

However, what happened next far exceeded her expectations.

However, Han Mo, who heard her anger, was stunned for a moment, then showed a "sudden" look, and then laughed at himself.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laughed at the fact that I was too rude just now, and my eyes were rude, so that I was rude to the beauty."

After Han Mo laughed at himself, he quickly looked apologetic and said in a sincere tone:
"Your Majesty the Holy Lady, I apologize for my rude behavior just now, but please understand that I, Han Mo, do not consider myself to be the kind of humble gentleman who keeps my emotions and anger hidden.

I am just a layman, and when I see such an outstanding woman, I will naturally be moved.

Unfortunately, I am not good at hiding my thoughts. Once my heart is moved, it will show on my face.

This also shows that, Your Majesty the Saint, your beauty is stunning to the whole country, and your charm is incomparable.

Even though I, the heir apparent of the Marquis Palace, could not take my eyes away from the first moment I saw you. "

Ah this...

"you……"

As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, Shang Xiufang's originally indifferent and pretty face froze slightly. She seemed to have never heard such a straightforward statement as Han Mo.

And she had never seen a man who was so bold and yet so sincere when they first met. For a moment, she didn't know how to reply.

This guy is so straightforward!
It's not that Shang Xiufang has never seen men before, but as she was practicing in the imperial capital, most of the so-called sons of genius she met were either respectful to her, tried their best to please her, and looked like a dog-licker.

Or he pretends to be noble and elegant, and when talking to her, he deliberately shows off his talents and tries his best to attract her attention.

Because of the conservative atmosphere of the Xianxia world and Shang Xiufang's noble status.

There has never been a man who dared to show such naked and undisguised eyes when he met her for the first time, and there has never been a man who would express his feelings so straightforwardly when they met for the first time, without any pretense, candor and sincerity. praise her.

Look at his eyes, how clear and sincere he is. He must have recognized the beauty of this saint from the bottom of his heart!

Thinking of this, Shang Xiu felt a little proud.

She stared at Han Mo and looked at him carefully, especially when she saw his clear and impurity-free eyes, the sincere expression on his face, and his rather handsome face.

She suddenly felt that she was no longer so offended by the other person's eyes.

There is nothing we can do about it. Why is this saintly girl so beautiful? It is impossible for ordinary men to control her!
This guy has pretty good eyesight and is very honest, at least much better than some hypocrites who pretend to be noble, although he is indeed a bit astringent...

At this point, Shang Xiufang has changed her initial impression of Han Mo.

However, she would not have known that Han Mo had acted dully from the moment he stepped into her boudoir, to taking a sharp breath, to showing undisguised desire in his eyes, and finally to apologizing. Sincere expression...

He was all pretending, everything was a calculation.

As an experienced player, he is familiar with all the heroine's strategies.

In his words: Despite her cold appearance, this loveless saint Shang Xiufang is actually a lovely and easy-to-coax woman on the inside, with a contrasting cuteness.

No wonder she is affectionately called the "Free Saint" by players.

If he wasn't worried about the influence of the strategy notebook, he could even be more bold.

But fortunately, it seems that Shang Xiufang has not become out of place like the previous Daughters of Destiny.

"I can forgive you for your rude behavior just now, but Prince Han, do you have any misunderstanding about Du Qing Jie?

Our sect's emphasis on overcoming love tribulations is to follow one's will. To put it simply, the disciples of my Wangqing Dao sect can play around with men, and can choose any man as the object of tribulation, but they must not be dominated by men.

If you want to help me survive the calamity of love, don't you want to dominate my calamity? This is a taboo in this sect. There is only one end for you, which is to disappear from this world forever. Once it's over, even the Yi Fenghou Mansion can't save you. "

How could I misunderstand? No one knows how to deal with love better than me.

After hearing Shang Xiufang's slightly threatening speech, Han Mo smiled:

"What the saint said is wrong. In fact, in my opinion, the monks in Bahuang have always respected the five holy places and would never make irresponsible remarks about them.

In this case, why should the Holy Land of Forgetting Love adhere to the rules? Isn't it a bit vulgar for a generation of righteous disciples to go through a love tribulation but always think about playing with men's feelings? "

Because of her change of attitude, Shang Xiufang was not annoyed after hearing this. She stared out of the window with her beautiful eyes and said slowly:
"Rules cannot be broken. This is the experience that I, the Forgetting Holy Land sect, have accumulated over tens of thousands of years in various adversities.

There have been countless facts in history that prove that love affairs dominated by men can easily make disciples fall into love affairs and be unable to extricate themselves. This often means disaster for this Holy Land.Even the Red Earth Holy Land, which had good relations with this Holy Land many years ago, was destroyed because of a word of love, and the powerful Holy Land was wiped out in a blink of an eye.

How can such a painful lesson be understood by onlookers through rhetoric? "

Han Mo nodded, remembering that this was indeed the case in the game settings.

From top to bottom in Wangqing Holy Land, both the elders and the disciples are all women.

Although they require their disciples to train their Taoist hearts through many love tribulations, they never allow them to be led by men. Instead, they must take the initiative to become the leaders of love tribulations, so that they will not be trapped in love tribulations. Extricate yourself.

Although there is no mention of why this is the case in the game, Han Mo, who has read many fantasy online articles on cultivating immortals, can easily guess it.

Most likely, this rule was set because some tragic story or bloody love story had happened in the Holy Land of Forgetting Love in the past, so that once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of well ropes for ten years.

"Your Majesty the Holy Lady is right, and I can understand your sect's approach.

But in the final analysis, these are the experiences summarized by the predecessors of the Holy Land. Everyone's situation will be different. Does Your Excellency, the Holy Lady, have any personal experience (overcoming love tribulation)? "

Shang Xiufang glanced at him: "No."

"Tsk!" Han Mo sighed inaudibly: "What a pity, it's so beautiful."

Although he said it softly, Shang Xiufang still heard it clearly. He was surprisingly not angry, but chuckled:

"Prince Han, you are really brave. You are different from other men I have seen."

There was already a hint of curiosity in his words.

"Your Excellency the Holy Maiden praised you."

Han Mo quickly lowered his head, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Of course he knew that Shang Xiufang had never experienced even one love disaster, but he deliberately pretended not to know, and even subconsciously uttered a "sincere" sigh, just to further arouse the other party's interest.

However, just arousing Shang Xiufang's interest is not enough for the other party to agree to his request. It also needs...

Just as this thought flashed through my mind, the other party spoke again:

"Although you are indeed an interesting person, I have also said before that my disciples will never be led by men in their love tribulations.

So if you want to help me overcome the calamity of love and become a person who can endure this calamity for me, I forgive you for not agreeing to this. "

This time, Shang Xiufang's voice was no longer as cold as before, but instead had a hint of inquiry, and a half-smile expression appeared on his face, as if he was testing Han Mo's answer.

Little did he know that what Han Mo was waiting for was her words.

"Did Your Majesty the Saint misunderstand something? When did I say that I wanted to recommend myself to become Your Excellency the Saint?"

"Eh……?"

Looking at Han Mo's confused look in front of him, Shang Xiufang was immediately confused.

No, why doesn't this kid play his cards according to the routine?

She never thought that the answer coming from Han Mo's mouth would be like this.

Mainly because Han Mo's eyes, actions, and words were so misleading before, she misunderstood that Han Mo's words of helping to overcome the love crisis were recommending him to become her own person.

After such an extreme stretch, Han Mo quickly sighed:

"Your Majesty the Saint, you must have misunderstood. This kid is not talented. You still have some self-awareness."

Speaking of this, his expression suddenly darkened and his tone was a little lonely:

"Your Excellency Saint, I know that there is a huge difference in our identities. Your Excellency, you are a great monk at the Golden Core Stage and a direct descendant of the Holy Land. No matter what, it is impossible for me to fall into your eyes.

But because of your charm, I still couldn't hold it back, so I acted a little rude just now. I'm really sorry, and I hope you can forgive me for my previous rudeness.

Don’t worry, I will bury this matter deep in my heart from now on and never mention it again…”

Ah this...

Seeing Han Mo's lonely look, Shang Xiufang was stunned again, with a trace of unbearability in her heart.

She originally thought that this guy was trying to trick her by helping her go through love tribulation, and wanted to recommend him to be her tribulation person, but now she heard that it was not the case.

Although her nickname is "Giving Fairy for Free", it does not mean that others can conquer her by praising her. In that case, it would not be called "Giving for Free" but rather brainless.

If Han Mo still didn't know how to advance or retreat just now and threatened to personally help her overcome her love crisis, she would definitely kick him out.

She didn't expect that this boy would be so sensible and offered to bury his admiration deep in his heart, but she couldn't bear it.

Nowadays, there are very few men who know how to advance and retreat like this. The men she has seen are either the kind of shameless lickers, or the kind of hypocrites who don't know that she is bored and try their best to show off.

Anthracene~, this guy is obviously a great person!

It's a pity that my cultivation level is still low, my reputation is not good, and most importantly, I am a bit astringent, otherwise...

"Okay, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, let's talk about how to help you get through the love crisis smoothly... Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you listening?"

Han Mo called out, interrupting Shang Xiufang's contemplation. When she came to her senses, her pretty face felt slightly hot for some unknown reason.

Shang Xiufang, what were you thinking just now? This kid is not qualified to be your tribulation person!

"Cough, I'm listening, you continue to talk."

In order to cover up her embarrassment, Shang Xiufang had no choice but to cough lightly.

"Actually, when I say I want to help you get through the crisis, I mean providing help from the outside.

As far as I know, it is not difficult to survive the love crisis. The real difficulty lies in choosing a suitable partner and how to cut off the love thread in the end.

It is relatively easy to cut off the love thread, as long as the Taoist heart is firm, you can even use external objects to assist..."

Listening to Han Mo's talk, Shang Xiufang's originally slightly embarrassed expression gradually became serious.

only because……

How come this kid said exactly the same thing as what Master said?
No, this is the experience summed up by the senior masters of Wangqing Dao who have gone through many love tribulations many times. How did he, a young boy, know this?
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