So, They Were the Protagonists All Along

Mu Zhian once again devoted his part to Bai Ruoxi's cauldron without any interest, and after a while of warmth with this beauty in bed, he got out of bed refreshed and left the room.

I just made a promise to the rice cook, Miss Linglong. If I break my promise now, I'm not sure she will come here...or maybe she will try to trick Babaohe again.

The leader of Canghai Peak will cry if he finds out.

Mu Zhian left the room, and after arranging Linglong's dinner, he went to the study and lit a candle.

He sat at his desk, took out two paper cranes, and opened one of them.

Then, I started writing letters.

This letter is written to the sect leader Shang Yanfei.

"Sect Master, when you invited me to meet today, to be honest, in addition to excitement and nervousness, I was filled with anticipation. In fact, when I came to Liang Yi Sect, I had already guessed the identity of the pen pal who had written to me before. Whether he is the sect leader or not, when I verified this fact today, I was not only surprised, but also a little worried."

"After all, the status gap between you and me is really too big."

“But even so, it’s still very pleasant to talk with you. Whether it’s the sect leader’s experience or his maturity in dealing with feelings, it’s worth learning from the younger generation.

Speaking of which, today I heard that the Liang Yi Sect’s pilgrimage hall is a good place for dating between Taoist couples. The sect master is very familiar with the Liang yi sect. If there is a chance in the future, I hope to have the opportunity to go to the court with the sect master. Admire the peach blossoms on the path of the temple..."

"...I'm sorry, I'm rude, junior. However, if these feelings are expressed without writing, they will still make people feel tormented. The above words are all the true feelings of this junior."

"It's just a pity that in the end, the junior couldn't remember the face of the sect leader... ugh."

After Mu Zhian finished writing, he read it over and over again, and after confirming that there were no major problems with the language and emotional expression in the letter, he nodded with satisfaction, folded the paper crane, and threw it out of the window.

The leader of the Aesthesia Sect is a great white shark and difficult to operate, but it is still necessary to keep in touch.

Concubine Shang Yan's personality was slightly different in the letter and when she met in reality.

In the letter, she would occasionally say something teasing to others, but in reality, Concubine Shang Yan had the majesty of an empress. No matter how casual she behaved, she still had a sense of calmness and authority.

Even LSPs like Mu Zhian felt huge pressure in front of her.

But when communicating with the sect master in letters, you can be appropriately "bold".

For example, regarding this date invitation, it is impossible for the head of the Liang Yi Sect to go on a date with a disciple of his sect at the pilgrimage temple. But such an invitation can reveal the admiration and entanglement of an innocent boy who admires and has a crush on the sect leader.

People with better reading comprehension will be more able to appreciate his sincerity.

After writing the first letter, Mu Zhian opened another paper crane.

"Think about it carefully. Since joining the Liangyi Sect, senior sister and I have been busy with our own affairs and have no time to send messages on paper cranes. The night is long and I have no intention of sleeping, so I will place my thoughts tonight on paper cranes... …”

After writing the 800-word "love letter", Mu Zhian pondered for a moment and continued to write: "I saw senior sister's face today, and when I fell asleep at night, I couldn't help but imagine walking with senior sister in the sect. Scene... I know this wish may be a bit far away, but people always have small dreams, I hope I can have such an opportunity in the future. "

After folding the second letter into a paper crane, Mu Zhian threw it out of the window. After watching the two paper cranes disappear from sight, he stood up, stretched his waist, and left the study.

I don’t know who built this glazed palace. There is a cave behind every room.

This is true for Bai Ruoxi and Mu Zhian, and the same is true for other sect disciples.

Mu Zhian found Huang Manting's mansion and saw a pretty female disciple at the door.

After the female disciple went in first to report about Mu Zhian and received an accurate answer, Mu Zhian entered the side hall under her guidance.

"Sister is still bathing. Mr. Mu, please wait a moment." The female disciple nodded politely and looked at Mu Zhian secretly with a somewhat hostile look.

This Huang Manting seems to be quite capable... She had been in the Chenxi Chamber of Commerce before, but in the end, she was still able to receive a "little brother" in the Liangyi Sect.

And she's quite pretty... Mu Zhian made himself a cup of tea while looking at the figure of this female disciple.

She looked quite plump, and her thighs felt a little fleshy... Mu Zhian withdrew his gaze without leaving any trace.

Looking at her more often is a sign of respect for a beautiful woman. Staring at her is called being a hooligan.

After waiting in the side hall for nearly half an hour, I saw Huang Manting coming out from behind the side hall.

Whether it was because she knew Mu Zhian was coming or because she had just taken a bath, Huang Manting deliberately wore a loose and casual robe, revealing a pair of round and tight long legs, a slender waist and plump and tall breasts.

She sat gracefully at the table, sitting upright, with her left leg resting on her right leg, dangling her white feet, tempting Mu Zhian intentionally or unintentionally.

Huang Manting thinks that she is as beautiful as a fairy, but the other party already has the eldest lady of the Bai family by her side. If she continues to pretend to be a reserved "lady" like in the past, she may never be able to hook up with him in this life. , let him kneel at his feet.

That’s why she changed her clothes when she heard Mu Zhian was visiting while she was taking a rose bath.

Although Mu Zhian was smart, he was so obsessed with beauty in the past that it was impossible for him to change his ways so quickly.

Besides, she had just heard a few days ago that Mu Zhian and the Ye sisters were also very close.

However, to Huang Manting’s disappointment, when she sat down, Mu Zhian only glanced at her and quickly looked away.

Obviously, because of Bai Ruoxi and the maid Wei Mengrou at home, Mu Zhian has become highly immune to beauty.

However... she would not give up her prey so easily.

Huang Manting raised her eyes and gave a look to the female disciple beside her. The female disciple seemed a little reluctant, but finally nodded reluctantly and left the side hall.

Huang Manting raised her hands, poured a cup of tea for Mu Zhian, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu, I have never seen you come to see me since you entered the sect. What brings you here today?"

"Or--"

She gently covered the back of Mu Zhian's hand with her slender hand and smiled: "You changed your mind and planned to give up Miss Bai and come to me?"

Mu Zhian shook his head reservedly and said: "Miss Huang, I came to you for something important. Don't, don't do this."

If Huang Manting was not familiar with Mu Zhian last time, she would probably have been fooled.

Seeing his "restraint" now, she couldn't help but think of the previous time in the Dawn Chamber of Commerce, when the other party used this method to play hard to get, and she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

She lifted up one of her legs, holding a teacup, her eyes full of charm, and sighed faintly: "Mr. Mu, you came to see me, it shouldn't be to show off your acting skills?"

She tilted her head and looked over shyly, bit her lips, and said softly: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold, Mr. Mu~"

When she said this, her fingertips touched the lapels, and a touch of snow-white seemed to emerge faintly.

Mu Zhian took a quick look and then shook his head gently: "Miss Huang, I already have Ruoxi... I can't let her down."

After saying that, he moved his eyes away, fully demonstrating what it means to be a gentleman and not look at things that are not appropriate.

But this reaction aroused Huang Manting's inner desire to win. She held her cheek with her hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Mu always comes to see me with a purpose. Last time, you invited me to chat late at night but were rejected. This time, you came to me not just for chatting, right?"

"However," she changed her tone and said: "Before Mr. Mu explains his purpose, I want to know why you helped me obtain the inheritance of luck that day?"

"Also, how did you know the real way to obtain the inheritance of luck?"

If Mu Zhian had not told her not to inject spiritual energy into the stone tablet at that time, she might have done so... and in that case, her final result might be the same as Gongsun Cheng, and she would faint due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy, and then be "sent" out of the cave of the spirit dragon.

It is impossible for her to obtain the inheritance of the spirit dragon.

I made it up... If I don't tell you this, how can I give you a "favor"... Mu Zhian kept a calm smile: "This is a secret."

"As for why I helped... I had an agreement with Uncle Huang before, I am just fulfilling this promise."

Huang Manting seemed a little surprised, and couldn't help but look at Mu Zhian for a few more times. Soon, a slight arc appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she smiled softly: "Mr. Mu is really a gentleman who keeps his promises."

In her impression before, Mu Zhian was a guy who liked to calculate people's hearts, but she never thought that the other party was a man who valued his promises.

Just because of the promise made at the Dawn Chamber of Commerce that day, he gave her the immortal fate of the inheritance of luck... This is not something a petty person can do.

After all, this is the inheritance of luck, how many people want to get the great opportunity?

Staring at Mu Zhian's handsome profile, Huang Manting took a sip of tea to moisten her lips, and said faintly:

"The third prince secretly sent someone to investigate you."

Mu Zhian showed a surprised look, looked at Huang Manting, and asked puzzledly: "Why is he investigating my affairs...?"

Huang Manting chuckled: "He is a very vengeful person. You had some conflicts with him before, right? So he naturally wants to retaliate now."

"He even told you this kind of thing... It seems that he trusts you very much." Mu Zhian smiled.

Huang Manting played with a strand of hair and said softly, "He mentioned you by chance before and told me not to get too close to you."

"But...sometimes love is something you can't control."

She put the teacup in her hand against Mu Zhian's lips and smiled charmingly, "What do you think, Mr. Mu?"

Mu Zhian took a sip of tea and sighed, "Miss Huang, I really didn't come to you for this kind of thing..."

"It doesn't matter, we can finish talking about business and then talk about romance~" Huang Manting smiled.

"The third prince would be sad if he saw it." Mu Zhian said.

"Heh."

Miss Huang's mouth drew a disdainful arc and chuckled, "What does his sadness have to do with me?"

If it was the prince...no, if it was the eldest princess, she would consider it.

The Dawn Chamber of Commerce has branches all over Dongzhou. Huang Manting doesn't lack any material things at all. She just wants spiritual satisfaction.

A dog licker cannot give the goddess spiritual satisfaction.

"But speaking of it, it seems that there is a deputy chief behind the third prince." Huang Manting added.

"Mr. Mu should be careful."

Mu Zhian's expression did not change much.

He had heard Lan Murian remind him of this before, so he knew it naturally.

"Mr. Mu, do you really not consider staying here tonight?" Huang Manting raised her head and stared at Mu Zhian with her eyes full of love, and changed the subject.

Mu Zhian shook her head helplessly: "Miss Huang, I'm really not that kind of person..."

Mainly because she accompanied Bai Ruoxi to make love several times today, Mu Zhian has now temporarily entered the sage mode.

And if she really accepted Huang Manting's "request", she would probably be ruthlessly abandoned after a while when she got tired of playing.

This woman is so enthusiastic about him now, purely because he is the one Huang Manting can't get.

If she really gets it, she won't cherish it so much.

In short, Mu Zhian is the one fishing, and Huang Manting is the fish in the water.

And now, the fish in the water invites Mu Zhian to go in the water.

But what Mu Zhian wants is to catch the fish on the shore.

Huang Manting looked at Mu Zhian's indifferent eyes, bit her lip, and was about to cry: "Mr. Mu is so cruel. I still plan to firmly refuse to provide your information to the third prince."

Unexpectedly, Mu Zhian turned his head to look at her and smiled: "Whatever the third prince asks you, just tell him everything you know."

"Tell him the information about me and Ruoxi truthfully."

Huang Manting looked at Mu Zhian with doubts. Seeing that he was not joking, she couldn't help asking: "Why?"

Mu Zhian showed a faint smile: "You will know later."

"Why don't you tell me now? Otherwise, why should I listen to you?"

"Or stay and chat with me at night." She gently pulled the corner of Mu Zhian's clothes and raised her moist eyes.

Mu Zhian shook his head modestly and said, "Next time, definitely next time."

Huang Manting stared at Mu Zhian's serious expression silently, feeling that she could not see Mu Zhian clearly.

According to the original investigation information, Mu Zhian should be a person who likes beauty, but tonight she tempted him so much, but he still didn't bite the bait... How could a normal man refuse her?

Finally, Huang Manting sighed faintly: "For the sake of the inheritance of luck, I will help you... But next time, Mr. Mu has to accompany me well."

"But, Mr. Mu is so sure that the third prince will come to me to ask for information about you?" She asked again.

"He will come." Mu Zhian said firmly.

Men like to show off in front of the woman they like the most.

If he wants to show how hard his fist is in front of Miss Huang, this is a rare opportunity, how could he miss it.

After watching Mu Zhian leave, Huang Manting took a sip of tea, and then noticed a burst of hot breath coming from beside her.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the pretty female disciple kneeling at her feet, and said softly:

"My feet are a little sore, help me massage them."

After that, she retracted her gaze, playing with a strand of hair with her fingertips, but secretly thinking about what Mu Zhian said tonight.

Tell the third prince about him truthfully...? Isn't this just handing a knife to someone else?

What does Mu Zhian want to do?

And, is he so sure that the third prince will come to see him?

After about an incense stick of time, a female disciple suddenly hurried in outside the house. She first looked at the girl kneeling at Huang Manting's feet with envy, and then looked at Huang Manting and said:

"Master, the third prince is outside asking for an audience."

He really came... Huang Manting's eyes flashed slightly, and then a very beautiful arc was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

"Please let him in."

Forget it, anyway, we will soon know what Master Mu wants to do, right?

As for who to help...it was actually very clear from the beginning.

They belonged to Tianxuan City, so it was only right for them to help each other.

The Third Prince obviously did not expect that the goddess he pursued was pursuing another man behind his back.

At the same time.

Mu Zhian returned to the villa, opened the door of Miss Bai's room, and lay leisurely on the bed, leaning on Bai Ruoxi's thighs. Looking at the beauty who had already started to meditate and practice, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes comfortably, smelling the fragrance on her body and feeling the beauty of the facial cleanser.

All that should be done has been done, and the only thing left is to return the eight-treasure cranes to the head of Canghai Peak... This must be done early, so as not to be eaten up by Miss Linglong.

Then, you can watch the enemy's performance.

Compare the backstage...who doesn't have it?