The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me!

At the entrance of the Autumn Water Pavilion, several carriages pulled by exotic foals were parked, where the chief True Disciple of several peaks were already gathered.

In fact, the speed at which a martial artist at the Divine Observation Realm travels is even faster than that of a horse-drawn carriage.

However, after being exposed to wind and sun along the way, they inevitably became dusty and travel-worn, losing their composure.

In occasions like the Martial Dao Summit, everyone is a respectable person...

"Senior Brother Ouyang, why are you carrying so much stuff with you?"

Li Mo walked out of the Autumn Water Pavilion with a relaxed expression.

Of all the senior students present, he was only relatively familiar with Ouyang.

If True Disciple of a certain Rare Beast Peak were still alive, there would be one more acquaintance.

"Sumeru Object are too expensive; how could I possibly afford them?"

Ouyang sighed.

"Hey, all the money you earned the other day, is it all gone?"

"As you know, my small business doesn't actually make much money."

"Have you considered finding a bookstore and printing it in bulk? With your drawing skills, Senior Brother Ouyang, it should sell like hotcakes."

"I have no problem with it, but I'm afraid the laws of the Great Yu won't agree..."

"It doesn't necessarily have to be drawing those... cough, those kinds of books."

"Oh? What insightful opinion does Junior Brother Li have?"

The two chatted idly as they boarded the carriage.

Senior Brother Ouyang's thirst for knowledge is off the charts.

Little Li was also happy to share his advanced storytelling experience with him.

After all, Senior Brother Ouyang made money, which can be considered his investment.

Meanwhile, people were exchanging pleasantries with each other at the other carriages.

"Senior Brother Shen Yunfei, you secured a seat in Cloud-Crossing Sword City last time, so you're almost certain to win this time too, right?"

"How could I dare? It is Junior Sister Xu Zhiqing who has been in seclusion for several years; she must have already cultivated a strong sword intent."

"Sigh, there are probably a few prodigies from the Hidden Dragon Ranking who will also come to test their skills this time. If we can see their prowess, then this trip will not have been in vain."

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

Because a young girl carrying a sword was walking towards them from not far away.

The True Disciple fell silent for no apparent reason.

I always felt more nervous facing Ying Bing than facing the Sect Master.

After all, the Sect Master was of a higher realm, but he was not their peer.

They had just started talking about the rising stars on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

Now, her mere appearance has stirred in everyone's hearts the thought that the Hidden Dragon Ranking is nothing special...

After Ying Bing arrived, the carriage slowly began to move.

Midway through the journey, Li Mo also strayed from the convoy and went to a hot pot restaurant.

Upon learning that she could travel the world with Big Brother Li, Jiang Chulong was so happy that her mind went blank.

She immediately slung her little basket over her shoulder, without even having time to change her clothes.

Just as the two were about to leave the hot pot restaurant, Li Mo noticed that Princess Little Jiang was suddenly pinching the hem of his clothes tightly.

What's wrong?

Li Mo scratched the back of his head before he realized it.

Mei Yun was frowning, looking at the two of them with a rather stern expression.

They've practically written 'Do I not exist?' on their faces.

How's business at the hot pot restaurant lately?

Li Mo asked, somewhat awkwardly.

"Not bad, a monthly profit of twenty taels."

Mei Yun still frowned.

Li Mo looked at the bustling restaurant and was somewhat puzzled. When he opened his hot pot restaurant, he never managed the accounts.

Are the profit margins really that low?

"According to your recipe, all ingredients must be the best, and then all the taxes from the government must be paid."

Mei Yun shook her head, not dwelling on these questions. She sighed softly:

"Actually, I don't want Chulong to go to Yun Province with you."

Her recent progress in Chulong Kendo has been tremendous, even more terrifying than she had imagined.

Even with her extraordinary talent and being in a sacred place like the Heavenly Mountain Sword Villa, the mistress of the time was no Chulong.

Once Chulong goes to Cloud-Crossing Sword City, it will be difficult for her not to stand out.

"Once you enter the world of martial arts, many people lose control of their own destiny."

Wherever there are people, there is a world of its own.

Li Mo subconsciously replied with a sentence.

Mei Yun pondered those words, narrowing her eyes.

Jiang Chulong pursed her lips, and even through the strip of cloth, one could see the pleading in her greyish-white eyes:

"Aunt Mei..."

After a moment of silence, Mei Yun seemed to have figured something out and sighed:

"Go then, but you have to promise me a few things."

She gave many instructions before finally releasing the person.

Night falls.

The carriage traveled along the wide official road.

The understated yet luxurious carriage isolated the interior from outside noise.

This made the carriage even quieter.

Li Mo put down his teacup, and what came into view was Ice Block's perfect face, and not far from her, Jiang Chulong was curled up, as if afraid of getting anything dirty or broken.

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Senior Brother Ouyang, who was writing and drawing, was subconsciously ignored.

"Ice Block, can we talk about something?"

Li Mo suddenly spoke.

"You say."

Ying Bing glanced sideways, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised.

Jiang Chulong tilted her head, looking confused, and found it a little strange.

Since getting into the carriage, Big Brother Li and this aloof older sister haven't exchanged a single word.

Li Mo said helplessly, "In the future, when we spar in swordsmanship, could we please remove the part about hitting forbidden zones?"

In an instant, Ying Bing's fingers curled up as if by conditioned reflex.

That tingling sensation in my tailbone seemed to be rising again.

"I... don't remember, so how could I blame you?"

Li Mo: "..."

If you say that, my butt will have a problem with it.

I don't remember, but you hold a grudge, right?

"By the way, Junior Brother Li," Ouyang suddenly said.

"Huh?" Li Mo turned around, almost forgetting that there was someone else in the car.

Ouyang, holding his drawing board, said with distress:

"Junior Brother Li, as you know, I'm only good at drawing. I'm really not good at storytelling."

Li Mo's suggestion to him was to create a picture album.

The literacy rate in the Great Yu Dynasty was not high, which created a barrier to the spread of storybooks.

If it were a picture book, ordinary people could understand it too; it would be a game-changer!

"Story..."

Li Mo pondered for a moment, glanced at the Ice Block, and said, "How about I write it for you?"

Ice Block seems to really enjoy listening to storytelling.

Perfect timing, Senior Brother Ouyang needs some material.

That's killing two birds with one stone!

"Huh?" Ouyang was taken aback.

Li Mo smiled and said, "Junior brother, I am not very talented, but I once had a work that was very popular with readers."

What work?

"The Return of the Empress"

Jiang Chulong blinked, somewhat curious.

The story Big Brother Li is going to tell seems to be different from the teacher's.

Ying Bing: "..."

She discovered that she could actually remember the plot of the story.

Achieving success in both career and love...

Ouyang: "!"

Just hearing the name makes it sound very promising.

"However, the story I'm going to tell today is not that one."

Little Li suddenly developed a performative personality and transformed into a storyteller in a second.

He had already decided what he was going to say.

In later generations, this might be considered a clichéd and overused tactic.

But in today's world, that would be absolutely earth-shattering!

What is it?

Ouyang quickly offered him tea.

Li Mo coughed lightly:

"This story is called... <The Overbearing Empress Falls in Love With Me>!"

Ying Bing: "!"

Clang--

In her distraction, the teacup in her hand fell to the ground.