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The Land is Like a Painting (Published Book)

Author: Four-Leaf Lily of the Valley

Young Master Yi

Having run away from home for over a month, Fang Ruoxi had almost run out of money, with only a few coins left in her purse. Bored, she wandered the streets, looking around and marveling at the sheer size of the capital. Even the freshly steamed buns on the street were enormous. And look at the people coming and going, shoulder to shoulder, their attire so different! Truly, the capital is the most prosperous and sophisticated city in the country.

She disliked women's cosmetics and such; her favorite pastime was browsing weapon shops. She would become enamored with sharp blades or exquisite weapons, but because her wallet was empty, she could only look and not buy. Each time, she deeply regretted not taking more money with her when she left home.

Emerging from another weapons shop, Fang Ruoxi walked forward dejectedly, her face filled with disappointment. She regretted not bringing more money with her when she left home. She had just spotted a set of exquisite daggers and was quite envious, but alas, they were incredibly expensive!

As they walked, they heard someone shouting loudly ahead. Looking up, they saw a fighting arena ahead, where people were sparring. A banner hung on the arena, which read: "Hiring a bodyguard, one hundred taels of silver per month."

One hundred taels of silver a month?! Fang Ruoxi's eyes were filled with that one hundred taels of silver a month, yet another astronomical price! People in the capital are not just ordinary generous and lavish; even a bodyguard earns one hundred taels of silver a month.

The area around the arena was packed with people. Fang Ruoxi squeezed through the crowd and looked up. On the arena, a middle-aged man in blue robes was sparring with a monk. The man's palm strikes were fierce, while the monk's internal energy was abundant. The two were locked in a fierce battle, seemingly evenly matched, and it appeared that no one would emerge victorious anytime soon. Fang Ruoxi glanced at them, inwardly scoffing, thinking: "I wonder what the rules of this competition are. Dealing with someone like this is more than enough for me."

He then asked the spectator next to him what the rules of the competition were, and the spectator replied: "As long as you win against three people in a row, and then beat Divine Fist Master Zhao, you'll be fine."

Divine Fist Zhao Fuqing?! Upon hearing this name, Fang Ruoxi pondered for a moment, her brows furrowing before relaxing again.

The two on the stage had exchanged over a hundred moves and were still evenly matched. She frowned, impatient to wait any longer. Taking advantage of the moment when the two were locked in a stalemate, she suddenly leaped onto the stage. With her left hand, she quickly pressed the monk's Tianchi acupoint, forcing him to withdraw and leap to the side. With her right hand, she transformed her fist into a finger and pressed three major acupoints on the middle-aged man's body: Tiantu, Zhongting, and Lingxu. Caught off guard, the middle-aged man staggered backward.

The monk steadied himself, and upon seeing that she was a woman, he quickly said, "Amitabha."

Fang Ruoxi quickly put her hands together and replied, "Excellent, excellent."

The monk was momentarily stunned, but Fang Ruoxi had already made her move. A silver needle flew out from her sleeve without a sound. Then, with a flick of her sleeve and a rapid spin, in just three moves, the monk was bound by the golden threads of the silver needle and could not move.

After a moment of silence, a commotion broke out in the audience.

Fang Ruoxi raised her hand, and the gold thread and silver needle were both put back into her sleeve.

The monk's expression changed slightly, and he repeatedly uttered "Amitabha" before leaping off the platform.

Fang Ruoxi stood in the center of the arena, clasped her hands and bowed to the middle-aged man on the side who looked slightly surprised, saying, "I was very rude just now, and I hope the great hero will forgive me."

The middle-aged man sized her up and down, then demanded, "We're having a competition right now, why are you suddenly coming up on stage and disrupting things!"

Fang Ruoxi said, "I am a humble woman. Seeing that the two heroes were fighting so fiercely, I couldn't resist the urge to try my hand at it. I have disturbed your elegant exchange. It is my fault. I hope you will forgive me."

The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow and said, "In that case, young lady, make your move."

Fang Ruoxi didn't stand on ceremony and shot out a silver needle with a flick of her wrist.

Fang Ruoxi's martial arts skills far surpassed those of the middle-aged man. After dodging a few moves in a sorry state, the middle-aged man finally succumbed and was defeated, leaving in a huff.

Fang Ruoxi stood on the stage, not looking at the crowd below, but only turning her head to look at the banner above her head.

"One hundred taels of silver a month"—just one or two months to earn enough for her travel expenses, and she could leave. For that, she was willing to make a scene today. She had already disguised herself, so she shouldn't be easily recognized. Now, she only hoped no one would recognize her martial arts style. Otherwise, if her father caught her and forced her to marry that Tang Clan young master, she might not be able to resist killing her poison-ridden, complete stranger on their wedding day. However, she'd heard that man was skilled in poison and seemed quite formidable.

At this moment, someone in the arena shouted, "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and spar with this young lady? Whoever wins against three people in a row, and then fights against the Divine Fist Master Zhao, will become the bodyguard of my second young master. Is there anyone else who wants to come up and fight this young lady?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a person nimbly leaped onto the stage. It was clear at a glance that this person had excellent lightness skills. The person had a frivolous look in his eyes and glanced at Fang Ruoxi with a fake smile, saying, "I am not very talented, but I would like to have a match with you, Miss."

"Please!" Fang Ruoxi said politely, clasping her hands in a fist and palm salute.

"Take this!" The man didn't hold back and attacked Fang Ruoxi's chest with a move called "Double Dragons Seeking Pearls".

Fang Ruoxi frowned and stepped aside.

Relying on his superior lightness skills and speed, the man saw that Fang Ruoxi had dodged the first move, and then came the second move, "Dragon Playing with Shrimp." Fang Ruoxi dodged the man's intentional frivolous teasing again. The man then resorted to vulgar tricks one after another, and Fang Ruoxi's gaze gradually turned cold.

During the fight, Fang Ruoxi seized the opportunity, turned her body, and simultaneously flung out silver needles with both hands. In the blink of an eye, she withdrew them, her movements swift and silent. Then, she leaped out of the circle and coldly stared at the person in the arena.

The man stopped abruptly, looking at Fang Ruoxi with a smug expression, as if he thought that her jumping out of the circle was an admission of defeat.

Unexpectedly, Fang Ruoxi said with a disdainful expression, "I don't fight with people who have holes in their butts. Please go home and patch up your holes before you come back."

The crowd below burst into laughter upon hearing this. The man on stage blushed and instinctively covered his buttocks with his hands. Sure enough, he felt two holes, one on each side. He glared fiercely at Fang Ruoxi and threw out a harsh threat before leaving: "Little girl, you wait. I'll be back in a bit and show you what I'm capable of!"

"No need, I've seen enough." Fang Ruoxi's expression remained unchanged as she glanced at his buttocks, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

The man was taken aback, then heard the laughter of the crowd below. He finally realized what was happening and was filled with rage, his expression fierce. However, the hole in his buttocks prevented him from acting. He glared at Fang Ruoxi several times, then reluctantly prepared to leap off the stage. But Fang Ruoxi said again, "Great hero, you have hemorrhoids on your buttocks. You'd better treat them while they're still fresh, or you'll suffer endless troubles." The man froze, his face suddenly changing drastically. He instinctively covered his buttocks and hurriedly left, leaving behind a burst of laughter.

Inside the arena, Fang Ruoxi remained aloof and expressionless throughout, with only a fleeting, lively smile flashing in her eyes.

"What skill you have, young lady!" a burly man behind her laughed.

Fang Ruoxi turned around, her eyes filled with respect. She recognized the man; it was none other than Zhao Fuqing, the Divine Fist.

Zhao Fuqing said, "I am Zhao Fuqing, the Divine Fist Master. If you can defeat me, you can become the bodyguard of the Second Young Master of Daming Prefecture, with a monthly salary of one hundred taels of silver."

Fang Ruoxi said, "Hero Zhao, I am not talented and have offended you!" After saying that, she flicked her sleeve and suddenly made a move.

"Young master, this is the woman who defeated Zhao Fuqing today," the steward said respectfully.

Upon hearing the sound, Fang Ruoxi averted her wandering gaze and turned to look ahead...

Suddenly, she saw the person coming towards her! Fang Ruoxi suddenly felt her mouth go dry and involuntarily swallowed.

The person in front of me is... is top-tier, beautiful...

At this moment, the young man was looking her up and down. Seeing that she was a woman, he looked slightly puzzled. Looking at her current appearance, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes. But after a moment of thought, his eyes seemed to have thought of something interesting. He pointed at Fang Ruoxi with his folding fan and said, "It's her!"

Butler Pang immediately responded respectfully, then tugged at Fang Ruoxi, who then snapped out of her daze and hurriedly lowered her head somewhat guiltily. The butler said, "Miss Hua, please follow me."

Fang Ruoxi now goes by the name Hua Wuduo.

Fang Ruoxi nodded like a puppet and followed the butler away, but after taking only a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around abruptly, and shouted at the departing figure, "Stop!"

The butler paused at the sound and turned around to look at her, thinking she was calling him. But when he realized she was calling someone else, he was startled and was about to stop her when he heard Fang Ruoxi point at the boy and shout, "What's your name!"

The boy in front turned around upon hearing the sound.

The butler shouted from behind, "How dare you!"

Fang Ruoxi immediately stood taller and straightened her back. Her gaze, after falling on the handsome young man, momentarily wavered before regaining its focus. She then said with disdain, "A cowardly coward who doesn't even dare to say his name."

“It’s not that I wouldn’t dare!” the handsome young man replied with a smile, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes. He gently swayed his folding fan in his hand, appearing even more dashing, and then whispered seductively, “If you can successfully become Yi’s personal bodyguard, I will naturally let you know my name.” With that, he lightly waved his folding fan and leisurely walked away.

"Next?" Fang Ruoxi asked in confusion for a moment, then turned to the slightly stunned butler and said, "Please lead the way, butler."

The butler coughed softly, his expression returning to normal, and said, "Please, young lady."

"please."

As the butler walked, he said, "Miss, if you see the Second Young Master later, please be careful with your words and actions. If you really want to stay, you must be more discreet in your speech."

Fang Ruoxi glanced at the butler, inwardly unimpressed. She was there to be a bodyguard, not a maid.

The steward seemed to sense her thoughts and added, "Miss, your martial arts skills are superb, you are certainly not an ordinary person, but Daming Prefecture also has its rules, which you must abide by."

"Mmm," Fang Ruoxi replied perfunctorily.

After several detours, the two arrived at the backyard of Daming Prefecture.

In the backyard, chrysanthemums were in full bloom, filling the air with their fragrance.

In the garden, a man leaned against the pavilion, sipping wine and reading a book, looking relaxed and carefree, seemingly in a very good mood.

When Fang Ruoxi arrived, she only saw the man's back. She already knew in her heart that this man was the second young master of Daming Prefecture, Gongzi Yi.

Hearing footsteps, Gongzi Yi put down the book in his hand, turned around, and looked at Fang Ruoxi. At the same time, Fang Ruoxi also saw Gongzi Yi clearly.

A gentle breeze blows...

That year, the garden was full of chrysanthemums.

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Young Master Yi withdrew his gaze and said lazily, "I'm looking for a bodyguard, not a maid. Steward Chen, are you getting senile? This woman isn't even qualified to be my maid. She's too ugly and too tall. I've always preferred petite beauties. Steward Chen, you should know that someone like her isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes."

Steward Chen replied awkwardly, "Young master, this is the bodyguard we've just hired for you. Even Master Zhao is willing to admit defeat to this pretty girl."

Upon hearing this, Gongzi Yi's expression slightly changed. After a moment, he suddenly snorted coldly and said, "You call yourself Miss Hua? Is your real name Flower Bud?"

Upon hearing this, Steward Chen looked at the increasingly murderous gaze of the woman beside him, and his face turned pale and then red.

Then, Steward Chen hesitated and stammered, "Young master, this young lady's name is... Hua Wuduo."

No sooner had Steward Chen finished speaking than the young master inside the pavilion burst into laughter, "Indeed a beggar's bud! I guessed it right! Haha! How vulgar! Haha!"

At that moment, Fang Ruoxi really wanted to use the silver needle and gold thread in her sleeve to sew up his mouth as he was laughing.

But then, his gaze shifted, and his attention changed. Rather than resorting to force, perhaps…

Before he could finish his "haha," Fang Ruoxi leaped over the chrysanthemums in the courtyard, flipped in mid-air, and, with lightning speed, landed in Gongzi Yi's lap. The whole process was seamless. In the blink of an eye, Steward Chen saw the girl sitting in the young master's lap with an ambiguous expression. He was shocked and then slightly embarrassed.

Gongzi Yi's last "ha" suddenly turned into a hoarse sound.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Gongzi Yi was filled with disgust, but when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the smug look in her eyes, his expression gradually changed. Gongzi Yi calmly said, "Miss Flower Bud, there is boogers in the corner of your eyes, which makes me very uncomfortable. In addition, you are too heavy, almost crushing me to death. Please, Miss Flower Bud, lift your buttocks and let me go."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ruoxi's smugness vanished, replaced by a hint of hatred. She then suppressed it and spoke again, "I won't."

Gongzi Yi noticed the change in Fang Ruoxi's expression and, upon hearing this, asked with a half-smile, "Are you sure?"

Fang Ruoxi nodded calmly, her expression showing no fear. She breathed into his ear and said, "Do you think I'm afraid? A patient poisoned by 'Silent and Invisible' still jokingly says he likes petite beauties. I'm afraid even the petitest beauty in the world would be powerless to stop you if she stripped naked and crawled at your feet."

Upon hearing this, Gongzi Yi's expression changed.

Fang Ruoxi smiled, leaped up, and said, "I'm not going to be your bodyguard anymore. Find someone else." As she was about to leave, she heard Gongzi Yi behind her say in a deep voice, "Daming Prefecture is not a place you can just come and go as you please."

Fang Ruoxi stopped, glanced sideways at Gongzi Yi, and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

Gongzi Yi's gaze shifted, and he picked up the book in his hand, seemingly reading it intently again. He said, "Steward Chen, take her down to sign the life-and-death contract."

Steward Chen immediately replied, "Yes!" He then said to Fang Ruoxi, "Miss Hua, please come with me to sign the life-and-death contract. From today onwards, you will be the Second Young Master's bodyguard."

Fang Ruoxi felt a slight sense of doubt, but remained calm, staring at Gongzi Yi for a moment. He continued reading leisurely, seemingly having completely forgotten about her. She thought to herself, "Whatever, I'm here, so I might as well stay. He wouldn't dare do anything." Just as she was about to follow Steward Chen, her gaze suddenly fell upon a stack of books beside Gongzi Yi. The top book, blown by the wind, had several pages turned open, and Fang Ruoxi happened to see it, clearly seeing the contents… an erotic illustration!

Fang Ruoxi's eyes twitched slightly uncontrollably a few times, and she hurriedly followed Steward Chen away, as if there was something unclean behind her.

Gongzi Yi glanced at the books blown open by the wind, a half-smile playing on his lips. He tossed the books aside, looked up at the sky, and sighed, "These days have been so boring." Then, gazing in the direction where Steward Chen and the woman who called herself Hua Wuduo had disappeared, he smiled thoughtfully.

As Fang Ruoxi walked, she wondered: How could he have been poisoned by this 'silent and invisible' poison? At this moment, Fang Ruoxi, who had already walked far away, suddenly twitched her ears, as if she had heard something. After a moment's thought, she secretly made up her mind.

The contract of life and death clearly stipulates: within two months, if the second young master is alive, she will be alive; if the second young master dies, she will die.

After Fang Ruoxi pressed her handprint, her heart suddenly skipped a beat for no apparent reason. It seemed that she had forgotten something important. Then, she heard Steward Chen say, "From today onwards, Miss Hua will be the Second Young Master's bodyguard and must stay by his side at all times, 24 hours a day."

Before Fang Ruoxi could speak, Steward Chen continued loudly, "From this day forward, Miss Hua will be by the Second Young Master's side for his daily life, including his food, drink, bathing, changing clothes, reading, and calligraphy."

Bathing and changing clothes...?! Fang Ruoxi was taken aback.