Strongest Guard

The intelligence of Old Village Head's mind far exceeded Yue Zitong's expectations.    

    

Her beauty was even beyond Yue Zitong's expectations.    

    

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have beaten Yue Zitong to death.    

    

She also couldn't believe that the female owner of the novel, who had almost the same figure and looks, was actually a grandmother.    

    

No wonder Zhuang Chun was unafraid of her family's disgrace. She said that Zhuang Dahai was willing to be a pillow person for the Old Village Head, and did his best to serve the Old Village Head before he died.    

    

Let alone Zhuang Dahai, even if it was any other man, they wouldn't be able to resist the grace of the Old Village Head Zhuang Yu.    

    

Yue Zitong could still guess that Zhuang Yu, a woman who could avoid the passage of time, had an extremely high standards. A man who could be favored by her was definitely a man that she had chosen after a thousand selections.    

    

Furthermore, Zhuang Chun also said that Zhuang Yu showed her kindness to Zhuang Dahai. Not only did she personally teach Zhuang Dahai martial arts and acknowledge him as her son, she even betrothed her niece, Zhuang Wujian, to him.    

    

Zhuang Wujian was many years younger than Zhuang Qing. She had just turned 20, but she had already been Brother Dahai's wife for more than three years.    

    

Although Yue Zitong had never seen Zhuang Wujian before, she could guess that she was definitely a first class beauty from Zhuang Yu, Zhuang Qing, and Zhuang Chun's three generations of outstanding appearances.    

    

However, Zhuang Wujian was not Zhuang Yu's direct daughter, so from the perspective of family rules, she had no right to inherit the position of the village head.    

    

However, none of the rules were fixed.    

    

Especially when Zhuang Qing, a lover who had died because of love, cried that her mother had let go of Second Young Master Yun and Wann Yanwu in violation of the ancestral rules, but failed to do anything and caused her to go berserk and waste her martial arts. Zhuang Chun really wasn't too pleased with her grandmother, so she might change the ancestral rules and hand over her position to Zhuang Wujian.    

    

Each village head's term of office would be a maximum of thirty-eight years. This was the rule that the Piaomiao Countryside must not change.    

    

Otherwise, with the Old Village Head being so young and strong, how could it be ranked as the second best, passed down as Zhuang Qing?    

    

Yue Zitong didn't care who Old Village Head passed the throne to.    

    

She wasn't in the mood to care.    

    

All she knew was that Old Village Head was able to guess who she was just a day after Nanfang sent her to the palace.    

    

This place was the core region of the Piaomiao Countryside.    

    

Zhuang Dahai and his wife had no right to come here.    

    

Yue Zitong was able to live here leisurely, it was purely due to her lost vitality after committing suicide and needing the nourishment of the dragon's breath.    

    

Thus, Zhuang Yu had no choice but to bring Zhuang Qing along when she came to a realization.    

    

Old Village Head heard Yue Zitong's soft words.    

    

She was extremely angry.    

    

Although she had already found out Lee Nanfang's identity within the day that the man next to her had returned and was extremely arrogant after marrying King Xuanyuan, so what?    

    

It was fated that Lee Nanfang would marry a dragon guardian god.    

    

However, the owner of the Piaomiao Countryside was the water dragon protector.    

    

Water and land incompatibility!    

    

No matter how powerful Yang Xiao was, as long as she dared to come to the Water Dragon's territory, she would be injured by the Dragon Qi.    

    

Without Yang Xiao's help, what could Lee Nanfang do?    

    

He dared to come!    

    

He would definitely dare to come …    

    

Zhuang Yu sneered in her heart as she thought of this. "The sea has been destroyed." He had long heard that the man that married King Xuanyuan was extremely powerful. Then, if he is allowed to come to Piaomiao Countryside, we will … "    

    

It turned out that it wasn't just men who thought about things from somewhere.    

    

And women.    

    

Zhuang Yu suddenly thought of something and immediately gave up on dragging Yue Zitong out of the core area. According to her foster son's suggestion, she would have to serve at least eighteen men tonight.    

    

Yue Zitong could not die. If Zhuang Yu still wanted to see how strong someone was, she would want to occupy him permanently when she was sure he was stronger than Zhuang Dahai.    

    

If Yue Zitong was really dead, even if Lee Nanfang was surprised by Zhuang Yu's unparalleled grace, he wouldn't submit to her.    

    

In that case, the only thing both parties could do was to watch Zhuang Yu, who had the advantage of occupying the home ground after a desperate fight, as she watched on helplessly as she swallowed her last bit of anger.    

    

"I've lost the sea. I can't afford to lose another man who interests me more."    

    

He really couldn't imagine how scary Scumbag Lee would be when he went crazy. It wasn't Zhuang Yu's fault.    

    

She was only considering the pros and cons of a certain matter from an objective and realistic perspective.    

    

To Zhuang Yu, it was a great loss for Zhuang Dahai to be sent to the palace.    

    

However, if Lee Nanfang was much stronger than Zhuang Dahai, then wouldn't Zhuang Yu make a profit?    

    

Although they had been in a relationship with Zhuang Dahai for so many years, the two of them already had a relationship that was even higher than the sky and deeper than the ocean — no matter how deep the relationship was, could it fill Zhuang Yu's need for a man's emptiness due to her unique physiologic structure?    

    

Therefore, Zhuang Yu would only take a realistic stand to deal with this matter.    

    

It seemed that a "sage is dead, a beauty must find a better man to live on".    

    

Zhuang Yu also decided that if Lee Nanfang was really as strong as the legends said, in order to show her kindness, she could let Zhuang Dahai, who was a cripple, rest in a beautiful place for a long time.    

    

At most, she would come back from her midnight dream with another man in her arms and secretly shed a few tears for Brother Dahai.    

    

However, Zhuang Yu would never tell anyone about what she had just thought of.    

    

She wouldn't even let anyone see through her true thoughts.    

    

She would only act as she had planned.    

    

Facing Zhuang Yu's flickering eyes, Yue Zitong showed no fear.    

    

Little b * tch, after having such a firm will to die, you are all like this.    

    

Zhuang Qing, who was walking behind Zhuang Yu, had a calm expression on her face. However, there was a clear imprint of a hand on the left side of her face.    

    

And tears.    

    

It seems like, after Zhuang Yu listened to Zhuang Dahai's suggestion, she had already knelt down and begged, but ended up getting a big slap.    

    

Zhuang Qing could not change Old Village Head's decision.    

    

If she begged again, it would only make the Old Village Head furious and destroy her on the spot, passing the position of King You Tan to Zhuang Wujian.    

    

She had originally thought that Yue Zitong was a rare commodity that could be bought, but who knew that she would be paired with her only loyal subordinate? The feeling of having the fate of a mother and daughter didn't change. To Zhuang Qing, this was simply terrible.    

    

What she needed to do right now was to think about how to ensure the safety of her mother and daughter, as well as protect Wann Yanwu.    

    

Zhuang Qing even had to consider how she would react after Lee Nanfang came knocking on her door and sweeping across the Piaomiao Countryside.    

    

It was hard to be a woman.    

    

It was even more difficult to be a competent and good woman.    

    

Just as Zhuang Qing was deep in thought, Old Village Head walked to Yue Zitong and extended her hand.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't dodge.    

    

Hiding what?    

    

She isn't a demon like Yang Xiao. Who would dare to touch me?    

    

Yue Zitong heaved a long sigh in her heart when she was grabbed by Zhuang Yu's smooth and cold hands. "Sigh, Nanfang. In my next life, I'll be with you again."    

    

This was the most sacred place in the Piaomiao Countryside, perverted things like finding eighteen or more men for Landlady, of course it couldn't be held here.    

    

Yue Zitong had never been as obedient as she was now, holding Zhuang Yu's hand. Her face was as indifferent as a goddess's, and there was no lack of calmness.    

    

Just as Zhuang Qing was about to chase after her, Zhuang Yu coldly said, "If you don't expect me to give Sword Dance the qualification to come here today, then stay here obediently."    

    

Zhuang Qing immediately stopped and bit her lips.    

    

When he looked at Zhuang Chun again, he could no longer see the slightest trace of Yue Zitong's grace and grace from before, and his face had always been pale.    

    

However, an indescribable glint of hatred flashed in her eyes as she looked at Zhuang Yu's back.    

    

Even a beggar's fury couldn't compare to her current gaze.    

    

After Zhuang Yu led Yue Zitong and disappeared into the jade path behind the stone house, Zhuang Qing slowly sat by the small lake, staring at the water in a daze.    

    

"I have an idea."    

    

Zhuang Chun suddenly spoke up.    

    

Zhuang Qing ignored her.    

    

Although her daughter seemed smarter than she was, with a pure heart hidden beneath the harsh surface — but she was only a teenage girl after all. What good idea could she come up with when even Zhuang Qing couldn't do anything about it?    

    

Her mother ignored her, and Zhuang Chun raised her voice again in dissatisfaction.    

    

On account of their relationship, Zhuang Qing finally replied lazily, "Speak."    

    

Zhuang Chun immediately sat beside her mother and whispered, "The reason why Old Witch wants Zhuang Wujian to replace you is because Zhuang Dahai is her sweetheart. Now that he was crippled, there was no one to serve Old Witch for a long period of time. Of course, she would be furious. He wanted to vent his rage on Yue Zitong. "But what if there's a man better than Zhuang Dahai who can replace him and let Old Witch fill it up?"    

    

Seated on a rock on the shore, Zhuang Qing, who was unconsciously kicking the surface of the water with her snow-white feet, trembled slightly as she slowly raised her head to look at her daughter.    

    

"When Yue Zitong and I were chatting, she told me that there were countless beauties by Lee Nanfang's side. A man was able to satisfy all the women around him, and he even had such an infamous reputation. This was sufficient to prove that he was extremely powerful. At the very least, he was stronger than Zhuang Dahai. Moreover, although Zhuang Dahai had already married Zhuang Wujian, she will only be 21 years old by the end of this year. "    

    

It was impossible for a girl from the Zhuang family, who was not yet twenty-one years old, to share the same room as a man according to the ancestral rules of Piaomiao Countryside.    

    

It was not because the ancestors could not break the rules. It was because the women of the Zhuang Family, with their unique physiological structure, had to wait twenty-one years before they could fully mature.    

    

If a woman from the Zhuang family had slept with a man before she had fully matured, she might have died from internal organs exploding.    

    

Therefore, when the Old Village Head married Zhuang Wujian to Zhuang Dahai, they only held the ceremony and did not share the same bed.    

    

At the same time, Zhuang Dahai, who had a wife but could not share a room with her, would only want to take in a concubine because he was unable to sleep alone when Old Village Head did not summon him.    

    

Zhuang Chun mentioned this because she thought Zhuang Qing understood: "Zhuang Dahai doesn't even have a husband and wife life, he only serves Old Witch. Both meat products were taken away by his wife's countless friends, Lee Nanfang. Of the two, which one was stronger, it was obvious at a glance. If he could let Lee Nanfang 'inherit' Zhuang Dahai's will and become Old Witch's concubine. "Then, who else can threaten Zhuang Qing?"    

    

Seeing the surprise on her mother's face, Zhuang Chun felt even more proud. "Mom, if you think it's feasible, I'll go find Old Witch right away. Tell her what you mean. I believe that she will definitely -- "    

    

Crack.    

    

A crisp slap sounded out, interrupting Zhuang Chun's words.    

    

Zhuang Chun was slapped so hard that she fell to the ground, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.    

    

Zhuang Qing began to speak in a soft voice, "According to the family tree set by the Zhuang family's ancestors, my mother is called Zhuang Yu, I am called Zhuang Qing, and you are called Zhuang Chun. In fact, my grandmother's name was Zhuang Nü. If you have some brains, you will be able to see that the names of the four generations of our ancestors are pure jade. "    

    

Zhuang Chun was definitely used to being slapped since she was young.    

    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have only wiped the corner of her mouth and creased her eyebrows after receiving such a heavy slap. Then, she got up as if nothing had happened and said: "I already saw it. I'm not lucky to see her, but I'm sure she's a special woman. Old Witch is a good twenty years older than you, and now she looks like your sister. This was all because her entire body's skin was as smooth as jade. Your name is Zhuang Qing, nothing more than a special favor. "Otherwise, why would you want to be a man, to go berserk, regardless of the life and death of my innocent daughter?    

    

Being mocked by her daughter, Zhuang Qing didn't get angry.    

    

She simply grabbed Zhuang Chun's arm with both hands and said softly, "Xiaochun, you have to believe that the genealogy that our ancestors took down is very particular. Because we are in the Dragon Eye and are constantly nourished by the Dragon Qi. Then, our people will try their best to get close to the name. All of these were calculated by our ancestor long ago. "    

    

Zhuang Chun was not used to her mother using such intimate gestures to talk to her. She only tried her best to struggle free, but failed to do so.    

    

Zhuang Qing continued, "Let's not talk about my grandmother, just my mother is like jade and my love has already been fulfilled. I am devoted not only to your father, but also to our mother and daughter. Never, like my mother did to me. So, you need to be pure. At the very least, keep your mind pure. The Zhuang Family had protected the Dragon Eye for so many years, why did they need a pure Guardian God? Perhaps the task of ending our evil curse lies with you. When you grow up, you might find that person. "    

    

Feeling the strong maternal love, Zhuang Chun finally said in a soft voice, "Well, I will never have such dirty thoughts again. I promise you, as long as I live and grow up, I will be a pure man. "    

    

Without waiting for Zhuang Qing to say anything, Zhuang Chun broke away from her and ran off on her little feet.    

    

No one had made it clear that a pure mind person was not allowed to see Yue Zitong die when she was forced to share her room with eighteen men.    

    

Zhuang Chun really couldn't see anything.    

    

When she ran out, Old Witch had already pushed Yue Zitong into a room.    

    

Even if Yue Zitong wanted to die, she wouldn't be able to.    

    

Because when she was taken out of the core area, Zhuang Yu pinched her chin and took a pill for her in front of Brother Dahai and the others.    

    

Yue Zitong was barely able to walk with that medicinal pill, but she didn't even have the strength to bite her tongue and commit suicide.    

    

The room was about 30 square meters, and the ground was covered with grass.    

    

Yue Zitong sat in the corner and stared blankly at the door as she mumbled dreamily, "Nanfang, tell me." What should I do to die? "