Finally, the “Beautiful Woman Drops Handkerchief” incident ended with Jing Haobo’s unbearable “Miss, your underpants fell!” He quickly retreated, leaving me dumbfounded. Blinking, I processed his words and instinctively looked down. Nothing! Who said my little pants fell? Really… Huh? Jing Haobo! He can be this evil too! I think I’ve completely lost it.
Fortunately, I only took a third-rate love potion with weak medicinal properties, so nothing serious happened.
After my tearful confession, Wu Chen agreed to help me cover up the incident, labeling it as “catching a cold and fever,” which settled the matter.
This experience shattered my excessive desire for beauty: in life, you will have what is meant for you when the time is right. Reflecting on it, I already have many handsome husbands and should be content. Desperation isn’t my style as Hua Xiao Xin.
Interestingly, life often works this way—the more you desire something, the less likely you are to attain it; when you cease to care, it unexpectedly comes close. Although I haven’t fully reached that point, it’s apparent that Jing Hao Bai’s attitude towards me has improved, as he occasionally smiles politely!
Picking a peach blossom branch, I shake my head. Fate is truly strange. Let it be.
“What an elegant interest, Flower Sect Master,” a voice interrupts. I turn to find Jing Hao Bai, looking even more refined in his white clothing. He looks down at me and asks, “Does the Flower Sect Master know about the Treasure Hunting Conference?”
“Treasure Hunting Conference?” My romantic thoughts vanish, replaced by curiosity and excitement. It sounds like a martial arts event—an opportunity to gain recognition in the martial world!
“The Flower Sect Master looks quite pleased.”
Are you confident?” Jing Hao Bai, a martial artist, feels respect for the Flower Sect Master, a hidden expert he heard about from his master.
“Of course,” I chuckle, realizing how simple it is to gain a handsome man’s attention.
“Shall we go down the mountain together tomorrow to observe this once-in-a-century martial arts event?” Jing Hao Bai’s tone becomes softer, more polite.
This realization makes me happy: “No problem!” I watch him leave, then gaze into the distance. The Treasure Hunting Conference… what treasures might there be? How exciting…
On the broad river, a white pleasure boat glided downstream, emitting soothing zither music. Laughter from inside made nearby boats envious.
“Haha! Meng brother, you lost again, drink as punishment!” A young man in red accepted a kiss from a beauty beside him and laughed.
The boat’s interior was simply yet elegantly decorated with high-quality materials. The furniture’s symmetrical patterns, intricately carved with sixty-four lines, created a refined atmosphere.
The windows were carved with plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum, adding grace and spirit to the white space.
The blue-clothed man smiled softly, boldly downing a large cup of wine and drawing cheers. Their game continued amidst the noise.
“Situ, aren’t you about to get married? Why are you still flirting with beauties?” teased the yellow-clothed man Guan Changyun.
“A young man must be romantic!” Situ laughed, pouring himself a drink. With willow-leaf eyebrows and plump red lips, he exuded a feminine charm that could easily be mistaken for a woman.
The narrative continues with characters like Situ, Meng Yu (the martial arts alliance leader), Guan Changyun, and the mischievous Hong Junyi, as they encounter a mysterious young woman rescued from the river.
“Be careful, boatman…” I frowned deeply, and immediately three pairs of hands grabbed mine. If gaze could be measured by heat, I would have been burned to a crisp.
“You…” Opening my eyes, I saw three unfamiliar men excitedly holding my hands. Did I lose my memory? I quickly recalled everything, including that Taibai liked wearing sexy lace underwear.
So how did I end up here?
Looking at those three: “Ah—you!!” I pushed away the blue-clothed man, “It’s actually you!”
“Wh-what? Do you know him?” Situ was stunned. Damn, the beauty has been snatched away!
“Meng Yu!” I gritted my teeth. How could I not recognize him! That man who lacks courage! Hmph, I should actually thank him—if not for him, how would I have ended up here?
“Miss, do you know me?” Meng Yu was shocked. Had he seen her before? Impossible! Such a stunning beauty would not be easily forgotten.
“Even if he was burned to ashes, I’d recognize him!” I clenched my fists so hard my knuckles cracked. Damn it, I was abandoned by him back then, and in this life, I’m going to beat him back!
“I knew it, Boss Meng’s love luck has arrived! Fighting is affection, scolding is love!” The hemp-clothed spendthrift rushed forward.
“Love luck? More like bad luck,” I sneered. “Watch me beat you into a pulp of luck!” With that, I threw a punch.
Although he admired beautiful people, Meng Yu was still his idol. Guan Changyun reached out to stop me but discovered this woman’s moves were faster than he imagined!
With a bang, a punch landed directly on Meng Yu’s nose, sending him flying. I jumped up from the bed and followed with a flurry of punches and kicks. That first punch used six layers of internal force—considered payback for my past grievances. Now I was just wildly beating him, treating it as collecting interest.
The three men stood agape, watching the girl who had been lying weakly on the bed now vigorously beating someone. After smashing a stool down, I patted my hands and asked, “Did you save me?”
“No, no, no, it was him…” Situ quickly changed his tune. He felt overwhelmed—one beating every day would be too much! Suddenly, he appreciated his parents for choosing a virtuous maiden for him.
“It was him…” Guan Changyun, also stunned, hastily pointed at Situ. What if this beauty wanted to repay her savior with her body? He’d die young! Who knows when she might go crazy and stab him into a waste basket!
I didn’t know my casual venting would actually lead two famous wanderers to quickly marry and become devoted husbands and fathers. But that’s another story.
“Didn’t I say? Boss Meng is extraordinary, so his luck in love is too,” Hong Junyi declared proudly.
“Match my foot! I’ll kill him first, then kill you!”
I grabbed the wine cup from the table and threw it, hitting Hong Junyi’s laughing point precisely.
Two faces bloomed like flowers, except one was paralyzed by laughter.
“Miss… haha… please… spare me…” Hong Junyi cried, laughing hysterically.
I felt slightly apologetic. I thought I’d try to be nicer to them later. Then, I began thinking about my husband. Was I mysteriously rescued by them? I asked, “How did you rescue me? Did you find anyone else?”
“Could the young lady have companions?” Situ suddenly became energetic.
“All men,” I replied.
“When we rescued you, you were the only one—just a short distance ahead in the river,” Meng Yu answered.
“I see…” I wondered how the others were doing. “Where is your boat heading?” I needed to get to the treasure hunting conference; I believed they would come find me there!
“We’re going to Qing Mountain for the treasure hunting conference, a rare martial arts event once in a hundred years. I heard they caught some thousand-year-old spirit fox, and its inner core is a supreme treasure.”
“It’s attracted the dark world’s covetousness, with everyone fighting over it, so they decided to settle it through public challenges, with the final winner claiming the treasure,” Hong Junyi remarked, still more interested in fortune-telling.
“Great! I was heading there too! We’re traveling together!” I noticed everyone except me looked excited, while Meng Yu remained expressionless.
[058] Treasure Hunting Conference
