A sudden change in voice, Nangong Mo instinctively gripped Gu Qianying's hand.
"Wife, is that you?"
His voice was pure, tinged with surprise.
"Mmm, it's me."
Gu Qianying played along with Nangong Mo's words.
A faint smile played on her lips.
"I knew it was you, wife. Wife, you... you're pressing against me. Even if you didn't speak, I would know it was you."
Nangong Mo spoke the truth.
His wife was pregnant, her belly a little bigger. Standing behind him, close to him, her slightly protruding belly pressed against him.
At this moment, Nangong Mo was like a clean sheet of paper, his words devoid of any ulterior thoughts.
However, someone else conjured up some inappropriate images.
"Husband, don't speak nonsense."
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Beside them, not too far away, Du Chun choked on his saliva. His face turned red and his neck bulged, unsure if it was from difficulty breathing or from embarrassment.
"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"
Gu Qianying looked towards Du Chun.
She was worried about Du Chun.
"I... I..."
Du Chun couldn't find suitable words.
Nangong Mo also looked at him and asked with a serious and solemn expression, "Do you have this function?"
"Cough, cough..."
Du Chun coughed even harder.
How was he supposed to explain? Whether he did or didn't was a profound question.
"Ha!"
Gu Qianying burst into laughter.
The others nearby didn't hear the conversation between Gu Qianying, Nangong Mo, and Du Chun.
Lu Zhu and Lola Yata were at peace with each other.
Among the three siblings of the Wuyang clan, Wuyang Xuan was dead. Wuyang Hao was severely injured and lying on the cliff. Gu Qianying hadn't killed him directly, leaving him to fend for himself. Wuyang Feng had escaped.
She had kept her promise to Wu Zhiruo, only needing to kill Wuyang Xuan.
The Demon Order was in hand, and during this time, she had also taken in the Six Sons of Yin Mountain and creatures like the Flood Dragon Amu.
For her, it was all beneficial.
However... Nangong Mo's current condition required her to go to the Ten Thousand Layered Hell to find someone.
But before that, she still needed to prioritize rescuing Ouyang Qinglin.
Nangong Mo's body was not in critical condition, only his mental state had regressed. His treatment could be postponed.
But Ouyang Qinglin had been taken to the Demon Mountain, and who knew what torment he would face.
Between the two, she had already decided which was more important.
"Help! Help! Is anyone there? Help!"
As they entered the village.
A cry for help came from not far away.
Gu Qianying and Du Chun and the others stopped abruptly.
Nangong Mo followed behind Gu Qianying, his head lowered, playing with the hair tie that fell behind Gu Qianying.
Gu Qianying's appearance had returned to normal, the redness in her hair having faded.
"Did you hear someone shouting for help?"
The Sixth Prince pricked up his ears.
The others indicated they had heard it too.
The Flood Dragon Amu, whose eyes were already blind, judged the direction and gender of the person based on the sound: "Three li away, a woman."
Gu Qianying glanced at Lu Zhu, who nodded and walked towards the sound.
Gu Qianying and the others continued forward.
Halfway there, Lu Zhu brought back a short woman in a pink dress. The woman seemed to have injured her leg and was limping. A maid in green was supporting her.
Lu Zhu brought the two to Gu Qianying and introduced them: "Miss, they are from a nearby village. They were passing through this area when they encountered mountain bandits, their belongings were stolen, and they both fell into a trap."
Lu Zhu explained the entire situation.
Gu Qianying glanced at the woman in pink and her maid. Without any pleasantries, she didn't even ask their names and said coldly, "Mmm, since they've been rescued, let's head back."
This was said to Lu Zhu.
She wasn't a saint and disliked meddling in others' affairs.
"Yes."
Lu Zhu took the order.
Qiuling, who had already begun planning her strategy in her mind, immediately changed her expression.
She exchanged a look with the maid beside her.
"Ah, it hurts so much..."
Qiuling fell to the ground.
Her personal maid, Luoxia, cooperated with her, squatting down to support her and lamenting, "Miss, our lives are so bitter. We originally thought of returning early to celebrate Master and Madam's birthday, but we didn't expect to encounter mountain bandits here."
"Miss, it's my fault for being useless. Luoxia failed to protect you properly, almost letting you be bullied by those mountain bandits. I also caused you to be injured. Wuwu, Miss, Luoxia deserves to die."
The maid, Luoxia, cried and wiped her tears with a handkerchief, constantly asking about Qiuling's leg injury.
Seeing that Gu Qianying and the others were indifferent, she crawled on her knees to Gu Qianying: "This beautiful lady, please be merciful and save my young lady. My young lady is injured."
"And we are now penniless, not even having money to stay at an inn. Please, Madam, be kind and find us a place to stay, so my young lady can have a place to rest."
As maid Luoxia begged tearfully.
Gu Qianying watched her.
After listening carefully to everything she said, Gu Qianying finally spoke coldly: "In that case, we can only trouble Tianji Wu Chang."
Her meaning was clear.
"Thank you, Madam."
Saying this, Luoxia helped Qiuling to stand up.
Qiuling cried out in pain, but her jade fingers, hidden within her wide sleeves, were clenched tightly.
Gu Qianying!
She had finally met Gu Qianying!
She had also successfully gotten close to her!
Next, she would begin to implement her plan.
Raising her innocent eyes to look at Gu Qianying, her gaze paused on Gu Qianying's slightly bulging belly.
When Gu Qianying looked over, she immediately turned her face away.
The ferocity in her eyes was well hidden.
Bitch! Your good days are numbered!
"Gu Qianying, you can call me Qiuling."
Qiuling, supported by Luoxia, limped behind Gu Qianying and the others.
She was a beautiful girl with a sweet appearance and an extremely pleasant voice.
Qiuling quickly bonded with the men behind Gu Qianying.
Except for Du Chun, the Sixth Prince Nangong Li, the blind Flood Dragon Amu, and Nangong Mo, who held Gu Qianying's hand and whose entire attention was on Gu Qianying, the others... the Six Sons of Yin Mountain were very sympathetic towards the injured Qiuling, and they vied to find a wheelchair for her.
However, these six were not from the Wu clan tribe, and after searching for a long time, they couldn't find a wheelchair. But they did find a sedan chair.
Thus, Qiuling was carried back to the Wu Yin Lower Tribe by four of the Six Sons of Yin Mountain.
The Six Sons of Yin Mountain had all returned to their original handsome appearances.
Four handsome men carrying Qiuling in the sedan chair caused quite a stir upon their return to the tribe.
And Qiuling, sitting in the sedan chair, thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of being escorted by handsome men.
"Miss Gu, can I call you sister? Qiuling feels that she has a special connection with you, sister."
Qiuling poked her head out of the sedan chair, smiling at Gu Qianying, who was riding a horse.
Her large, watery eyes revealed small tiger teeth when she smiled.
Her expression was completely harmless.
Gu Qianying held the reins in one hand and embraced Nangong Mo with the other.
Nangong Mo was slightly taller than her, but at this moment, he was nestled in her arms, nuzzling her shoulder like an innocent little puppy.
Qiuling saw how affectionate Gu Qianying and her man were.
Three parts jealousy, three parts envy, four parts hatred.
Seeing Gu Qianying remain silent, she revealed her signature smile again: "Sister, why aren't you speaking? Did I do something to displease you, sister?"
As she spoke, she picked up a handkerchief and wiped away her non-existent tears.
She began to play the victim again.
Gu Qianying looked straight ahead, her jade fingers playing with Nangong Mo's fingers. After Qiuling cried for a while, she finally turned her head and looked at her coldly: "You are very noisy!"
Qiuling's face stiffened.
She was so angry that she almost flung the embroidered handkerchief in her hand at Gu Qianying's face.
Gu Qianying had a very cold personality, and she always spoke like this.
Those who had been with her for half a day or those close to her knew her temperament.
But for Qiuling, this was simply a great humiliation.
"I'm sorry, Sister Gu. Qiuling was reckless. Please don't be angry, Sister Gu."
Qiuling still smiled innocently, but in her heart, she cursed Gu Qianying fiercely.
She was the most noble princess of the Demon Mountain, how could she suffer such humiliation!
You dead bitch, just you wait, this princess will repay today's insult a hundredfold! Hmph!
After being rebuked by Gu Qianying, Qiuling became much more subdued in the sedan chair.
But seeing her cute and wronged appearance, the Six Sons of Yin Mountain pitied her even more.
Even when she got out of the sedan chair, she was carried by two of the Six Sons of Yin Mountain, preventing her injured foot from touching the ground.
Meng Xiangxiang learned that Gu Qianying and the others had returned safely.
She was the first to run out.
"Du... Young Master Du, you're back? Are you injured?"
Meng Xiangxiang examined Du Chun from head to toe, her face full of concern, afraid that he might be injured.
Her senior sister, Wu Zhiruo, had passed away, and Tianji Wu Chang was very sad.
For the past two days, she had been by Tianji Wu Chang's side, comforting and taking care of him.
"I'm fine."
Du Chun replied casually, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind Meng Xiangxiang's ear.
This gesture made Meng Xiangxiang feel both shy and happy.
"You've lost weight, you need to eat more."
Du Chun handed two fresh wild fruits he had picked on the road to Meng Xiangxiang.
Meng Xiangxiang smiled happily. She put the two wild fruits into her pouch as if they were rare treasures; she couldn't bear to eat them.
Her cheeks flushed slightly.
At this moment, she felt extremely happy.
On the other side, the Sixth Prince Nangong Li and Lola Yata were playfully bickering, creating a lively atmosphere.
Gu Qianying dismounted from the horse.
As her feet touched the ground, she extended her arm to Nangong Mo: "Good boy, come down."
Nangong Mo looked at her, then turned to look at the people behind them.
His clear, innocent eyes paused for a moment on the two people who were playfully bickering and hugging each other (Lola Yata and the Sixth Prince Nangong Mo).
He turned back, raised his arm, bent down, and placed his hand in Gu Qianying's palm, smiling at her. Unprecedentedly, and in a very loud voice, he said, "Wife, I'm sleepy. I want you to sleep with me, in this embrace, me in front, you behind, okay?"