"Yao Jia? Why are you here!"
Yang Dong asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"You have such a big incident, and you plan to keep hiding it from me?"
Yao Jia puffed up her cheeks angrily, but when she saw Yang Dong's miserable look, she immediately softened her heart.
"Forget it, let's talk about this after we return home. Mr. Yang, you..."
Halfway through her words, a blush suddenly appeared on Yao Jia's tender cheeks.
She immediately lowered her head and murmured softly:
"Mr. Yang, you are in great shape!"
"ah?"
Yang Dong was startled for a moment, and then he realized that the clothes on his body had been burned to pieces by the flames.
Fortunately, the main parts of the clothes are still intact, otherwise my identity would be exposed!
"Ahem, don't be stunned, let's go back home as soon as possible. This way I can change my clothes as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Yao Jia immediately put away those messy thoughts and led the brown horse he rode in front of Yang Dong.
"Mr. Yang, I came out in a hurry and came here on horseback alone."
"If you don't dislike it, why don't you feel aggrieved?"
Yang Dong glanced at the brown horse. Although this horse was not a war horse, under Xichang's careful care, it was quite strong.
Bearing the weight of both of them is not a big problem.
So Yang Dong nodded and said:
"Okay, then let's do what you said!"
Not long after, on a certain street in Changcheng, a man and a woman were riding a horse together, walking leisurely in the middle of the road.
It was already past midnight, and there were no pedestrians on the street.
Under the hazy moonlight, it actually added a bit of ambiguity to the atmosphere at the moment.
"Ahem, Xiaojia, can you please sit forward and stop being so close to me?"
There was a bit of embarrassment in Yang Dong's tone.
Since the space on the horse's back was limited, if the two of them wanted to share the same horse, they would need Yao Jia to lean her whole body into Yang Dong's arms.
If it were just like this, Yang Dong would be able to accept it.
After all, my personal maid had been in a similar situation before.
But the terrible thing is that Yao Jia is wearing a light pink fringed skirt today!
Wearing a skirt while riding a horse can easily expose you.
Yao Jia could only cover her two beautiful legs with her skirt.
From the outside, there is nothing wrong with this operation.
But the problem is that Yang Dong is sitting right behind her!
Their bodies were pressed together, with only a thin undershirt between them. Yang Dong could even feel the elasticity coming from the little peach!
See no evil and hear no evil!
Yang Xiaodong, you must hold back for me. Yao Jia is just a child, don't be a beast, do you understand?
Yang Dong tried his best to give himself psychological hints, but when riding a horse, he couldn't isolate the touch caused by his body unconsciously leaning forward and back.
"Ahem, Yao Jia! It's getting cold now, why don't we go slower?"
"Is it cold? Why can't I feel it?"
Yao Jia said doubtfully, and suddenly felt something hit her. So he asked:
"Mr. Yang, do you still have a dagger on your waist? Why do I feel like there is something hard against me?"
As she spoke, she raised a jade hand and stretched it behind her back.
When Yang Dong saw this, his whole body went numb!
Darling, you girl, why are you so bold?
Aren't you afraid that my master will be impulsive and execute you on the spot?
Just when the jade hand was about to touch it, Yang Dong suddenly stretched out his palm, stopping the jade hand from taking a step forward to explore.
"Ahem, ride well, understand? We have to pay attention to safety."
"The space on the horseback is small, so you just have to bear with it."
Yang Dongqiang put on a serious expression, but the desire in his heart kept surging.
"But……"
Yao Jia opened her little cherry mouth, but stopped talking.
After a while, she lowered her head, blushed and said in a very low voice:
"Mr. Yang, please put away the dagger. I want to... Chuxugong."
…
After a long period of torture,
Yang Dong finally returned to the mansion refreshed.
It's just that his clothes really have to be thrown away.
After taking a brief bath, he flopped onto the soft couch.
A whole day of intrigue made him exhausted. But at this moment, a white shadow jumped in from the window.
The next moment, there was a cold beauty in Yang Dong's arms.
"Brother, I heard that you met a bad guy today. Were you injured?"
"of course not!"
Yang Dong shook his head proudly,
"They are just some country chickens and dogs. Your senior brother is a peerless genius. How could he be harmed by some petty people?"
"Oh, really?"
A faint smile appeared on Yan Bingyue's cold cheeks.
"But why do I remember that senior brother was extremely flattering in front of those thieves!"
"And the disciples of Xiaoxiao mentioned by senior brother seem to be at the level of great martial arts masters!"
After hearing this, Yang Dong knew that Yan Bingyue must have been present when he was kidnapped.
This girl must be worried about herself, so she wants to find a chance to rescue her secretly.
When he thought about it, he felt warm in his heart.
"It turns out that junior sister is here, haha. Actually, senior brother is only joking with you, don't pay attention!"
Yan Bingyue glared at him angrily,
"Be more careful when you go out in the future!"
"By the way, a piece of news just came from the capital. Do you want to listen?"
"News from the capital?"
When Yang Dong heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.
In the past few days, he was in the territory of the White Lotus Sect, and even the news was lagging behind a lot.
Speaking of which, I haven't heard anything about Yourong in some time.
I don’t know how Yourong is doing lately.
"Bingbing, please stop being so secretive and tell your senior brother about the news in the capital, right?"
"If you want to know the news, you must first practice with me."
"Today, I want to be on top of my senior brother!"
…
A night of ups and downs, plus a narrow escape from death.
Under various circumstances and opportunities, Yang Dong finally made a breakthrough.
Today, although he is still a parallel import, he is also a genuine ninth-grade martial artist.
Feeling the power of Qi and blood surging in his body, Yang Dong immediately wanted to attack again.
But Yan Bingyue couldn't bear it.
Her legs were weak and her eyes almost watered.
In order to stop Yang Dong's overwhelming attack, she had no choice but to say:
"A few days ago, didn't Chief Assistant Lin Chunqiu go to Youzhou to negotiate with Hou Jin?"
"Now the results of the negotiation have been taken back by Lin Chunqiu. Unexpectedly, at the great court meeting, the little emperor suddenly drew his sword and pointed it directly at the neck of Lin Chunqiu, an old dog."
"After much persuasion from the ministers, the little emperor took back his sword. But the peace negotiation was left to nothing."
"Now that I heard about Hou Jin's side, I'm ready to make another move. I want to send some kind of Hou Jin envoy to come to the Great Zhou Dynasty to sit down and discuss things."
"Counting the days, we should be on our way now."
"Is this happening!?"
Yang Dong looked stern, and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.
