Oops, the princess is surrounded by the male protagonists

Chapter 490 1 Unification of the Jianghu 2

"Xiaoyue, why are you so weak?"

Mo Qingyan reached out to help Bai Yue up, his brows furrowed into a shape of a "川" (Chuan).

"Grandma Mo, I've been feeling a little weak lately, but I've already remembered the essence of your movements..."

Before Bai Yue finished speaking, a clear young voice interrupted her.

"Sister Yue, are you here?"

When they looked up, they saw Mo Sijin walking towards them quickly, holding a large bouquet of blooming flowers.

"What is Ajin doing?"

Looking at the bouquet of flowers that almost buried the young man, a hint of doubt flashed in Mo Qingyan's eyes.

"Sister Yue, thank you so much for curing my illness! I picked these flowers specially as a token of my appreciation!"

There seemed to be only Bai Yue in Mo Sijin's eyes. He walked up to her, handed the flowers to her with both hands, and his voice was a little trembling.

"Actually, I didn't do anything. If anyone should be thanked, it should be Grandpa Fu..."

Bai Yue was about to refuse, but Mo Qingyan interrupted her with a smile.

"Oh, that's not right."

Her eyes swept across her grandson's nervous face, and then she smiled knowingly.

"Although Wenzhu discovered the cause of the illness, it was you, Xiaoyue, who personally removed the root of the disease, so it is only right for Sijin to thank you."

"Okay, thank you then!"

Hearing Mo Qingyan say this, Bai Yue stopped refusing and reached out to take the bouquet.

"Sister Yue, is this flower beautiful? Do you... do you like it?"

Mo Sijin, who had been feeling somewhat lonely just now, suddenly perked up, staring at her with sparkling eyes and asking eagerly.

"The flowers are beautiful, but..."

"Tsk, it's just a bunch of broken flowers, is it worth showing off like this?"

A voice full of sarcasm suddenly exploded. Yuwen Yi stood not far away, with his arms folded across his chest and the corners of his mouth turned up high.

"You didn't even bring a blade of grass, so what qualifications do you have to make irresponsible remarks?"

Mo Sijin glanced at his empty hands and snorted coldly.

"Who said I didn't bring it?"

Yuwen Yi's neck stiffened and he spoke loudly.

"Open your eyes and wait! Today I'll show you the financial resources of Feiyun Villa!"

Before he finished speaking, a disciple from the Sword Casting Villa ran in in a panic, not even bothering to greet him, and spoke in a hurried voice.

"Master! This is bad! Outside the manor... outside the manor, hundreds of flower vendors have flocked in, all saying... that Young Master Yuwen has ordered their flowers and they're sending them in!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expression on Mo Sijin's face froze instantly. Yu Wenyi stopped talking nonsense, pulled Bai Yue up and ran out of the village.

In front of the Sword-Forging Villa, the originally spacious square has turned into a sea of ​​flowers. Hundreds of flower sellers line up in a long queue, each holding a variety of flowers in their hands.

"Sir, we have delivered the flowers you requested!"

When the people standing in front saw Yuwen Yi, they all gathered around him.

"Look, my lady, these flowers are all given to you by me..."

Yuwen Yi was just about to take credit to Bai Yue beside him, but he found that the other party had turned back into Bai Dazhuang's appearance.

"Sir, did you just call this gentleman "madam"?

The flower sellers looked between the two in astonishment, while Yuwen Yi took Bai Yue's arm and showed off proudly.

"Yes, this is my wife, don't we deserve it?"

"A perfect match, a perfect match, Young Master and Young Master are truly a perfect match... a perfect match..."

After all, Yuwen Yi was the financial sponsor, so after everyone was surprised, they quickly began to flatter him with fawning expressions.

"Alright, alright, stop talking nonsense and get all the flowers into the manor!"

Yuwen Cheng appeared at the gate of the villa holding Yuwen Tianle and Fu Wenzhu. Fu Wenzhu looked at the surging sea of ​​flowers and couldn't help but stroke his beard and sigh.

"The rumors about Feiyun Villa being as wealthy as a nation are truly true. This... Hey, little friend Cheng, why are you crying?"

Looking at Yuwen Cheng's sad face, Fu Wenzhu was a little surprised.

"Grandpa Cheng, you're worried about the money. After all, he paid for the flowers!"

Yuwen Tianle chewed the candied haws in his hand while explaining like a little adult.

"Since you feel bad about it, I'll just pay for it!"

Before Yu Wencheng could speak, Mo Qingyan brought Mo Sijin to the gate of the villa.

"No, no, these flowers are all prepared by me for my wife. If you pay for it, Grandma Mo, then it will become Mo Sijin's!"

Yuwen Yi immediately rejected Mo Qingyan's proposal, and then looked at Bai Yue affectionately.

"My dear, the number of flowers here represents my love for you. If you like, I am willing to give you flowers every day..."

Before he could even utter the word "flower", someone grabbed his ears fiercely.

"You little bastard, you don't feel bad if I don't spend your money, right? I spent so much money on these flowers, can I eat or drink them?"

"Dad, this is a token of my love. Do you understand what tokens mean? Shouldn't a man spend his money on the one he loves?"

As soon as Yuwen Yi finished speaking, Yuwen Cheng grabbed him even harder.

"You little brat, if you have the guts, just spend your own money. What's the point of relying on your dad? Besides..."

"Besides, the kindness bought with money won't move people. If you want to move people, you have to rely on your own abilities!"

Mo Qingyan took over the conversation, then leaned over to the ear of the somewhat lonely Mo Sijin and whispered a few words.

As night fell, the last rays of sunset in the sky quietly disappeared. The flowers that Yuwen Yi had bought during the day were placed in every corner of an attic, making it look like a fairyland.

"Qingyan, how come the meal is almost over? There's no sign of your little Sijin!"

On the second floor, Fu Wenzhu, who was sitting next to Mo Qingyan, leaned over and whispered in his ear.

"He is preparing for Xiaoyue..."

Before she could utter the word "surprise", she heard the sound of metal colliding downstairs.

"Wow, look everyone, there are several naked brothers coming downstairs!"

Yuwen Tianle, who was the most curious, immediately leaned over the railing and looked down. When everyone heard what he said, they all gathered around.

"You little bastard, you're still wearing your pants!"

Seeing that several men in the middle of the courtyard were shirtless, Yuwen Yi gave Yuwen Tianle a slap on the head without saying a word, but the slender back of one of them attracted everyone's attention.

"That's Xiao Sijin?"

As soon as Yu Wencheng finished speaking, the man turned around. He had broad shoulders, full chest muscles, and ivory porcelain-like skin that glowed coldly in the moonlight.

"Not bad, not bad. Although she's only 16, she has a really nice figure!"

After confirming that the person was Mo Sijin, Yu Wencheng smiled and joked with Mo Qingyan beside him.

"Tsk, I'm going to take it off. I promise I'll be ten times better than him!"

Yuwen Yi stole a glance at Bai Yue and continued to add.

"As long as my wife wants to see it, I will..."

Before he could say the word "yes", he was interrupted by Mo Sijin downstairs.

"Sister Yue, everything from now on is a gift from me to you!"

Mo Sijin looked up at the attic, his gaze passed through the crowd and met Bai Yue directly. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a confident smile, then he raised the hammer and signaled to the assistant beside him.

"Could this be?"

At this time, Fu Wenzhu seemed to realize what the other party was going to do, and then he saw the assistant holding a long-handled iron spoon and scooping out a spoonful of red molten iron from the furnace on the ground.

"Could this be called iron flower?"

As soon as Yuwen Cheng finished speaking,

Mo Sijin tensed the muscles in her arms and hit the bottom of the spoon with the hammer without hesitation.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, molten iron shot up into the sky like fireworks, drawing a dazzling golden arc in the night sky. The molten iron dispersed into countless tiny sparks in the air, like millions of meteors falling at the same time, and like golden raindrops falling to the earth.

“Wow! So beautiful!”

At this moment, Yuwen Tianle's exclamation was heard from the attic, and the moment the iron flowers bloomed, they illuminated the entire courtyard, as well as Mo Sijin's focused and affectionate face as she looked at Bai Yue.