Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Senior brother, please go back. Don't keep Sister Zinu waiting." In front of Concubine Yan's room, Concubine Yan stood between the door frames and said to Yang Ming who was sending her back.

"I have to go back, but there is one more thing that I need to inform Junior Sister Yu in advance." Yang Ming, who was standing at the foot of the steps, said as he looked at Concubine Yan's face that looked increasingly delicate and delicate as porcelain under the moonlight.

"What's going on?" Seeing Yang Ming's solemn look, Concubine Yan couldn't help but feel a little curious in her heart. What on earth could make Yang Ming react like this?

"I was sixteen years old when I left Zhao five years ago, and I am twenty-one now." Yang Ming said.

Yang Ming's statement seemed to have no special meaning. Concubine Yan knew about Yang Ming's age. She not only knew Yang Ming's age, but also knew Yang Ming's birthday. But why did Yang Ming talk about it at this time?

Although Concubine Yan was curious, she still waited patiently for Yang Ming's next words. She believed that Yang Ming would not be innocent.

"It's time for me to get married." Yang Ming said slowly while Concubine Yan was waiting.

"Are you getting married? Yes, senior brother has become famous a few years ago. A mansion as big as Xianyang needs a mistress."

When Yang Ming's voice reached Concubine Yan's ears, Concubine Yan couldn't help but tremble in her heart. Thinking of the young lady from the Gongsun family whom Yang Ming needed to explain to, and the purple girl who came here today, Concubine Yan's mind instantly Chaos reigned.

Concubine Yan found that she was not as rational as she imagined. Her so-called determination completely collapsed in Yang Ming's light words: I just don't know who you want to marry? Is it Sister Jingyu or Sister Zinu? Or is it the young lady from Gongsun Mansion, or is she marrying three people at the same time?

Concubine Yan didn't know how she would choose if the person Yang Ming wanted to marry was not her.

"Yes, but if I want to get married, I need your help, junior sister." Yang Ming said.

help? Do you want me to help you leave? Concubine Yan, who had bad associations with Yang Ming's words, felt flustered and resentful. She also had her own pride.

"Senior brother is very kind to Concubine Yan. Concubine Yan always remembers it in her heart. She is always grateful and cannot repay her. If she can help senior brother, Concubine Yan will naturally be very happy and will do her best without hesitation." On the surface, the resentful Concubine Yan still maintained the dignity of the Yin Yang Family Master.

"You have to be a junior sister to be able to help with this." Yang Ming said in a circle.

"Senior brother, please speak." Concubine Yan still had a faint smile on her face, but she was a little more distant.

"If I get married, I still need a bride, so I would like to ask my junior sister for help." Yang Ming said his ultimate goal.

"Junior sister knows, senior brother, please come back. When the time comes, junior sister will..." Concubine Yan replied coldly, but she couldn't go on because she had already reacted.

We need a bride to get married. Do we need Concubine Yan’s help? Behind this seemingly absurd thing, it points to another fact.

"Senior brother, you?" Concubine Yan looked at Yang Ming blankly after reacting. The misunderstanding just now and the panic at this time were intertwined with each other, which only made Concubine Yan's heart a mess.

"Please help me, junior sister." Yang Ming still looked very solemn.

"Senior brother, it's hard to help with this." Concubine Yan managed to calm down and followed Yang Ming's words.

"That's why I need Junior Sister's help." Yang Ming said shamelessly, and for a moment, Concubine Yan saw the shadow of a rogue in him.

"Senior brother, are you?" Concubine Yan glared at Yang Ming. It was obviously a very serious matter, but Yang Ming just said it was a favor. How could there be such a marriage proposal in the world?

In particular, Concubine Yan could see in Yang Ming's expression that Yang Ming felt good about himself. Yang Ming still seemed to be proud of his own methods.

In this direction, there is a hint of humor in Concubine Yan's shyness. This is her favorite senior brother. He is famous in this world, but sometimes he is childish and cute. Such a contrast makes Concubine Yan unaware. What to say.

"How can anyone help me like this?" Concubine Yan finally sighed helplessly.

Although there are various reasons for Concubine Yan to refuse Yang Ming's method, Concubine Yan herself does not want to refuse.

Concubine Yan stroked her forehead, feeling that as the contact deepened and the relationship between them became closer, the image of Yang Ming that had remained in her mind was constantly crumbling.

When I was in Luoshui, I saw that peer with strong martial arts skills. When I arrived in Xianyang, I met the peerless genius who already had first-class cultivation when he was young. The senior brother who spared no effort to save Mrs. Chang Pingjun...

Looking back on the past, in Concubine Yan's mind, Yang Ming was a mature, steady, extremely talented, and the most dazzling man in the world, but what about now?

Is it too late for me to regret now? Concubine Yan, who seemed to have been infected by Yang Ming, thought uncontrollably.

"Is it difficult?" Yang Ming asked in hindsight.

Concubine Yan took a few steps forward, walked down the steps under the door, walked to Yang Ming, stretched out her palm and pulled Yang Ming's skirt, then slowly stepped back, pulling Yang Ming to the door step by step.

"Senior brother, do you know what this room means?" Concubine Yan, who pulled Yang Ming to the door, pointed to the room behind her.

In Yang Ming's confusion, Concubine Yan continued: "This woman named Concubine Yan has lived for more than ten years. Here, she belongs to herself. When she walks out of here, she will belong to others, including herself. Past and future.”

"You think, can such a thing be a matter of help?" Concubine Yan looked directly into Yang Ming's eyes, expressing her attitude.

At this time, Yang Ming could still not react. The method he thought was brilliant could be used on Yan Lingji, a woman who seemed to be shrewd but was actually as inexperienced as Gongsun Li. It might still be possible to use it on Concubine Yan. Such a woman looked extremely childish. As for the purple girl at that time, Yang Ming did not use his own methods to win the heart of the purple girl.

There was also Jing Salamander. Jing Salamander just didn’t understand, so he got on Yang Ming’s boat in confusion.

"It seems impossible." Yang Ming, who vaguely understood, shook his head and said.

"So, I am waiting for senior brother in Xianyang. Senior brother, please remember that it is not help, and it will never be help." Concubine Yan said with unprecedented solemnity.

At this moment, under the moonlight, Yang Ming seemed to see another layer of light in Concubine Yan. Was it the same for the Zi Nu in the Temple of Jealousy in the Taihang Mountains that day?

Listening to the footsteps of Yang Ming leaving, a smile suddenly appeared on Concubine Yan's face. It was a smile that even Yang Ming had never seen before. Without the charm of Yin Yang Family Dongjun, there was only one The girl smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"It's so silly." Concubine Yan moaned softly. She didn't know whether this "so silly" was talking about Yang Ming or herself.

"Okay." With a voice, Concubine Yan had already retreated into the room. When the door was closed, there were two worlds inside and outside.

Yang Ming walked out of Yan Fei's courtyard. As his figure swayed, a figure in the darkness was held down on his shoulders before he could react: "Don't say you were just out for a walk."

In the darkness, Yang Ming lifted the person in his hand and turned her around, pressing her against the wall.

"But I just came out for a walk." In the darkness, there was a trace of fire flashing. Under the firelight, there was Yan Lingji's extremely serious face and her eyes that were shining with sincerity.

"Do you think I will believe it?" Yang Ming pressed the tip of Yan Lingji's nose. He had discovered Yan Lingji's existence long ago. But at that time, it was really inconvenient to catch this eavesdropping thief, but now it is not Same.

"Senior brother, do you need my help?" Yan Lingji saw that she couldn't get away with bluffing, so she changed her tone and said something that almost broke Yang Ming's defense.

"You?" Sure enough, Yan Lingji heard everything.

"I've already said it, whatever you want, I can't resist anyway." Yan Lingji's whole body softened, as if I'm letting you handle it.

What can Yang Ming do to Yan Lingji? It seems that there is really nothing he can do, and he can't beat Yan Lingji. This is also a confident woman.

But is there really no other way?

When Yan Lingji screamed, she was picked up by Yang Ming by her slender waist. In a moment of weightless panic, Yan Lingji's hands and feet were tightly wrapped around Yang Ming's body. Avoid the bad luck of being thrown away by Yang Ming.

However, Yan Lingji could only utter half of her exclamation, because the second half of her voice was blocked in her mouth, and Yan Lingji could no longer make any sound.

However, Yan Lingji didn't want to make any other noise at this time.

Discussing swords at night is also something Yan Lingji likes.

"What? Aren't all the concubines the most favored? Why did they change when they came to Yan Lingji?" Looking at her messy clothes and empty room, Yan Lingji said with dissatisfaction and resentment.

In the midst of emotion, the most annoying thing was the sudden silence. Yang Ming had already left, leaving only Yan Lingji lingering over the aftertaste of what had just happened.

"Do this to me now. If Yan Lingji is no longer new in the future, then it's okay." Yan Lingji muttered and fell on the bed, fluttered a few times, shook off the steps under her feet, and then lay down on her stomach. She remained motionless until a long time later, as if out of breath, she turned over and stretched out her palms in front of her. A cluster of flames suddenly bloomed in her palms.

Looking at the shadow cast by the flames on the curtain, Yan Lingji couldn't help but chuckle: "Can you help me? Senior brother, please don't ask Yan Lingji for help in the future, otherwise, hum!"

In a burst of crisp laughter, the flames disappeared and the room fell into darkness. Soon after, a woman's gentle breathing sounded.