This is the new look.

“Turn around,” the icy figure instructed Little Mumu.

Little Mumu obediently replied, “Alright!”

Yun Feiyue nearly coughed up all the water she had swallowed in her fury. Was there any son who so readily let a stranger take advantage of his mother? All her careful upbringing had gone to waste!

“Ahem!” She coughed twice, startled awake from her faint. Clutching her chest, she glared angrily at Mo Feiyuan and Little Mumu.

“Little Mumu, come here.” Struggling to her feet, she waved to him, “Come over, I promise not to hit you.”

Little Mumu skipped over to Yun Feiyue, his face innocent and silly. “Mother, you’re awake! Ice Mountain’s medicine seems to work really well.”

“Smack!” Yun Feiyue’s fist landed heavily on Little Mumu’s head, but her face wore a dazzling smile. “The medicine’s effective, your mother feels energetic, so I just want to hit someone.”

Little Mumu leaned closer, clutching the lump on his head and whispered, “Grandmaster always said women are big liars. You promised not to hit me. I was only trying to help you create an opportunity.”

…This was definitely not inherited.

Yun Feiyue adjusted her mood and stood, raising her chin to look at Mo Feiyuan. “You’ve helped me again this time. I feel like I’ll never repay you.”

“The second time…” he spoke slowly, droplets falling from his lashes onto the ground.

Only then did Yun Feiyue notice Mo Feiyuan was also soaked from head to toe. Yet, despite the drenched clothes, he did not look the least bit disheveled—he remained impossibly handsome.

Wet hair framed his cool, refined face, making his features even more lustrous. The jade-like curve of his ear gleamed with exceptional beauty. With a gentle shake of his hands, his soaked garments dried instantly, renewed and immaculate.

Yun Feiyue licked her lips. Absolute perfection. Ever since she’d come down the mountain, she’d been clamoring to pounce on a man, but hadn’t succeeded once. It was a bit pathetic, really. In her previous life, she’d been a casino queen surrounded by gorgeous men. Even if she had a little baggage in this life, did she have to be so unlucky?

“Well, since you’ve shown such great kindness, how could I not repay you with myself?” Yun Feiyue beamed at Mo Feiyuan.

Mo Feiyuan’s previously gentle expression instantly froze.

“I have no money, no life worth taking, only this body is worth anything. So, do you want to try it out?” The more awkward Mo Feiyuan became, the more amused Yun Feiyue felt. After all, anyone could take advantage with their words. Besides, this man was the darling of the Golden Lance continent, beloved by all, a legend wherever he went.

Yun Feiyue shook her wet clothes with a flourish, the power of fire quickly drying them.

Mo Feiyuan’s lips twitched twice, struggling to maintain his aloof composure. “Miss Yun, I respect you.”

“Don’t, I respect you too. If I didn’t respect you, I wouldn’t ask your opinion—I’d just let you experience it,” Yun Feiyue declared righteously.

Mo Feiyuan’s face grew cold and dark again. In truth, Yun Feiyue simply wanted to see what expressions this high-and-mighty man would make. Even if they weren’t pleasant, at least they were expressions.

“No experience? If not, then let’s head down the mountain.” Yun Feiyue grinned, scooping up Little Mumu and starting down.

Just as they descended, two horses approached from the distance—Jun Shaomo and Yun Feng arriving together.

“Yue’er, are you alright?” Yun Feng examined Yun Feiyue carefully.

“I’m fine, Third Brother… Are you taking Miss Jun out for a scenic tour? What a coincidence!” Yun Feiyue smiled warmly at Jun Shaomo and waved.

Jun Shaomo shook her head, her expression soft and graceful. “No, Yun Feng and I came to find you. You disappeared suddenly last night, everyone was worried. I have some skill in searching for people, so I brought him along.”

“Ahaha, so that’s it. Thank you! I’m completely fine now!” Yun Feiyue pulled Little Mumu onto the horse.

Turning to Mo Feiyuan, she asked, “Ice Mountain, will you ride?”

Mo Feiyuan shook his head and blew a whistle. A white horse appeared out of nowhere, swirling like a cloud and stopping before Yun Feiyue.

Yun Feiyue glanced at the horse, her eyes sparkling. So it was the legendary Snowstep, famed for leaving no trace. The only one of its kind in the world—when would she have a chance to borrow it for a ride?

The party whipped their reins and headed toward the Yun family.

As the four horses entered Chu Capital, Murong Guiji had already received word. A crowd gathered at the gate awaiting their return.

Just as they reached the entrance, a barrage of firecrackers startled Yun Feiyue, causing her horse to rear back several steps.

…She hadn’t realized firecrackers were popular in this society. Mother, did you really need to be so down-to-earth?

“Mother, what are you doing?” Yun Feiyue struggled to stay atop her horse.

“You brought bad luck, I’m setting off firecrackers to drive it away,” Murong Guiji replied, then turned to the firecracker handlers. “Go on, light them!”

The horse neighed wildly.

“Mother, are you trying to kill me?” Yun Feiyue unleashed the Butterfly Whip, smashing all the firecrackers, and galloped inside.

Murong Guiji watched Yun Feiyue’s retreating figure, her face full of exasperation, then turned to Mo Feiyuan with the affectionate look of a mother eyeing her son-in-law. “Lord Shen Yin, our Yue’er is always gentle, graceful, elegant, and charming. Perhaps she’s been a bit irritable these days due to poor spirits.”

“Actually, I thought so myself at first,” Mo Feiyuan replied as he dismounted and entered the Yun family.