Chapter 449

His thoughts were in disarray.

The melody followed suit, becoming chaotic.

Gu Hanyuan was the first to stop playing the zither.

He asked in a gentle voice:

"Yingying, what is wrong? Is there something on your mind?"

Ren Yingying felt a touch of shyness under Gu Hanyuan's gentle, smiling gaze.

The reactions of the women from North Shaolin had filled her with a sense of crisis.

Last night, Gu Hanyuan had gone out late again.

Perhaps he had gone to meet one of them in private.

A man and a woman meeting in the dead of night—

how could one not let their imagination run wild?

Although Ren Yingying already understood Gu Hanyuan's feelings,

the relationship between them had yet to make a breakthrough.

She did not want to end up as the one left out.

It was rare that Wu Xingyun was not here acting as a third wheel at this moment;

otherwise, given Ren Yingying's shy and timid nature,

who knows how long it would have taken her to summon the courage.

Ren Yingying, her face flushed with a deep crimson,

sat firmly in Gu Hanyuan's lap amidst his feigned expression of surprise.

Her snow-white wrists naturally wrapped around Gu Hanyuan's neck.

Looking directly into Gu Hanyuan's bright, star-like eyes,

Ren Yingying, before her courage could fade,

suppressed her wildly pounding heart and whispered softly:

"Brother Yuan, thank you for coming to save me."

Gu Hanyuan held Ren Yingying's soft, delicate body tighter,

and smiled gently:

"Has Yingying not already thanked me?"

However, Ren Yingying only shook her head slightly and said:

"The thanks were too light."

Although she had not been captured by North Shaolin for long,

those ten-odd days had felt like years.

Not only was her heart being gnawed at by loneliness,

but more importantly, she had not been certain whether Gu Hanyuan would save her.

Ren Yingying both hoped that Gu Hanyuan would come to save her,

and did not want him to take such huge risks for her sake.

This was because Ren Yingying's identity was that of the Saintess of the Sun Moon Divine Sect.

Given Gu Hanyuan's reputation and status at the time,

saving her would only be a thankless task.

Moreover, it would become an excuse for others to attack him.

If things went poorly, he would fall from a young hero renowned in the Wu Lin to a degenerate lackey of the Mo Sect.

The facts were indeed just so.

If not for Gu Hanyuan's peerless divine arts,

suppressing all who refused to submit,

then to say he would be reviled by all would be an understatement.

Ruin and disgrace were not impossible.

Therefore, when Ren Yingying truly saw Gu Hanyuan, who had suppressed the heroes just to rescue her from prison,

the emotion in her heart was beyond words.

Even with Ren Yingying's shy and thin-skinned nature,

she could not restrain herself from kissing Gu Hanyuan's cheek in public.

It was evident how moved she had been at the time.

Now that they finally had a moment of solitude,

Gu Hanyuan smiled lightly and said:

"Yingying, you and I communicate and understand each other through music; why be so formal? Saving you was the right thing to do."

"It is not just about gratitude."

As Ren Yingying spoke, she suppressed her shyness and parted her lips,

taking the initiative to lean in toward Gu Hanyuan's lips.

Gu Hanyuan naturally would not refuse,

guiding the inexperienced and ignorant Ren Yingying.

Before long, the bamboo house, which had quieted down without the "Proudly Smiling at the Jianghu" melody,

began to echo with soft, wet sounds.

It was not until the inexperienced Ren Yingying was gasping for air

that Gu Hanyuan finally let her go.

The flush on Ren Yingying's beautiful, alluring face deepened even further.

Gu Hanyuan looked at Ren Yingying, whose eyes were now misty with desire,

and asked gently:

"Yingying, is it okay?"

How could Ren Yingying not understand Gu Hanyuan's meaning?

She hesitated for a moment,

then nodded her pretty head with a blushing face,

and whispered shyly, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum:

"Mm."

Having said that, she could no longer suppress her shyness,

and buried her head in Gu Hanyuan's chest...

The sound was so small it was almost inaudible.

Gu Hanyuan, however, did not miss it.

He smiled with satisfaction,

scooped Ren Yingying up in his arms,

and carried her into her room.

After being soothed by Gu Hanyuan,

Ren Yingying, finally relieved of her tension, spoke out of a sense of competition:

"Brother Yuan, I saw what happened between you and Feifei."

"And so?"

"Brother Yuan seemed very comfortable at the time?"

"It did indeed feel quite good."

"I hope Brother Yuan can be happy."

At this moment, at the crack of the room's door,

a pair of bright eyes flashed with a look of shock.

It turned out that Wu Xingyun had been pacing outside the bamboo house for a while,

and seeing that noon was approaching...

Seeing that it was nearly noon.