Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"The little Princess Honglian next door has gone back?" Entering the main courtyard where Concubine Yan lives, Yang Ming was greeted by Concubine Yan's question before she even opened her mouth.

"Why did Madam emphasize the word 'next door'?" Yang Ming walked to the seat next to Yang Ming, but sat directly next to Concubine Yan. As for Concubine Yan, she was directly hugged into Yang Ming's arms.

"Let me go, Black and White are still here." Concubine Yan's face turned red as she was held in Yang Ming's arms. How could she be treated like this in front of two maids when she maintained her dignity as the hostess.

"Is there anything wrong?" Yang Ming looked at Black and White and asked, "How is your cultivation going?"

"Master, my sister and I have initially mastered the Ten Thousand Flowers and Flying Leaves style." Hei, who originally liked wearing black clothes, but put on white clothes at Yang Ming's request, replied.

"Is it just a preliminary grasp? If you sisters completely master the Ten Thousand Flowers and Flying Leaves style, I will allow you to go to Longxi to pick up your mother." Yang Ming said.

An incident that year caused Black and White, the two young ladies who were born among the powerful, to become slaves. Although this situation was much better than that of their family members who were exiled to Longxi County, it was not possible after all. Compared with the past, fortunately, these two little guys were still too young back then. They only remembered the pain of separation and had no idea about other things.

"Mother?" The black and white sisters were slightly startled when they heard this. This concept had disappeared from their lives for so long that they were unable to react for a while, and were immediately replaced by a huge joy.

"Master, we will definitely practice hard, for my mother and for my master." The black and white sisters took each other's palms and assured Yang Ming categorically. Of course, their promise was also to their mother.

"Okay, you go down." Yang Ming waved his hands and said. He and Concubine Yan still had something to talk about, and they couldn't tolerate these two beautiful little lanterns hanging here anymore.

"Yes." The black and white sisters looked at each other and saw the strong fighting spirit in each other's eyes. In order to bring back their mother as soon as possible, they must practice hard and strive to become sons as soon as possible. As for whether Yang Ming can fulfill his promise, The two girls had never doubted what they had said. In their eyes, Yang Ming was omnipotent.

The two little girls left happily, leaving only Concubine Yan who breathed a sigh of relief quietly. She was really uncomfortable being held like this in front of the two maids.

"How is Hu Ji doing now?" Yang Ming said against Concubine Yan's warm and soft cheek.

"Everything is normal. If you are worried, you can go and see for yourself." Concubine Yan replied, but the first half of the sentence was normal, but in the second half, Yang Ming could hear a hint of sourness.

As the hostess of this family, Concubine Yan naturally has a certain magnanimity, and she is naturally very good at Yang Ming's concubines like Yan Lingji and Hu Ji. However, no matter how magnanimous she is, Concubine Yan is just a woman after all.

After several years of marriage, there was only one little Yingying in the Yang family. Apart from that, there were no other children. Concubine Yan couldn't help but worry about such a thing. After all, as a hostess, she had many things to consider, and The issue of heirs is also within the scope of her consideration.

However, who would have thought that in the Yang family, the first woman to become pregnant after 'Jing Salamander' would be Hu Ji, an ordinary woman in every aspect.

As a big lady, although Concubine Yan will not have any grudges because of this, she still has some emotions as a woman, but due to her good cultivation, Concubine Yan will not show any of them.

"You know I don't know medical skills." Yang Ming said innocently. Of course some things depend on luck, but Hu Ji just had better luck. What can Yang Ming do? These things are not under his control.

"With your current state, you can master one method and all methods. Is there anything you can't understand?" Concubine Yan glanced sideways at Yang Ming, but as soon as she said the words, she was slapped by Yang Ming. On the full forehead.

"You..." Concubine Yan, who was a little stunned by Yang Ming's slap, glared at Yang Ming, just when she lost her temper.

"Why did I hear a little bit of resentment? Madam, you have to work hard." Yang Ming met Concubine Yan's gaze, and there was even more confusion in Yang Ming's calmness.

"Is this something I have to work hard on alone?" Concubine Yan rolled her eyes at Yang Ming and said, as the saying goes, those who are close to red are red and those who are close to ink are black. After staying in this house for a long time, Concubine Yan will inevitably have other things in her body. Of course, the color of people belongs more to Yang Ming.

"So I will work hard with you." Yang Ming said cheekily, but his palms had already uncovered the soft fabric in front of Concubine Yan.

After a while of exploring the familiar road, Yang Ming felt an extra sense of 'steadiness' in his hands, and also felt an extra sense of security in his heart.

"Don't." Concubine Yan, who knew very well what kind of mischief Yang Ming would do to Hu Ji and Yan Ling Ji, quickly held down Yang Ming's palm. Hu Ji is a Hu girl, and Yan Ling Ji is a Baiyue witch. For certain things, it is natural There are no taboos, but Concubine Yan can't do it herself, especially in broad daylight, even if this is her yard, that's not okay.

"What else?" Yang Ming supported Concubine Yan. Concubine Yan's wide skirt was falling, blocking all her grace.

"You know how to play tricks on people." Concubine Yan slapped Yang Ming on the shoulder, and she had no choice but to accept her fate.

"Madam, please lean back a little so you can kiss them." Yang Ming whispered in Concubine Yan's ear.

"I don't, I just want you to die." Faced with Yang Ming's request, Concubine Yan rarely refused.

How can everything go according to your husband's wishes without making him proud to death? Concubine Yan reminded herself in her heart, but she couldn't do what Yang Ming wanted no matter what.

Faced with Concubine Yan's rejection, Yang Ming naturally had his own methods. At this moment, in such a situation, could Concubine Yan still have room to refuse?

"Junior sister." Yang Ming leaned his lips against Concubine Yan's ear and softly uttered two words that Concubine Yan could not refuse. Concubine Yan was in a trance.

Concubine Yan leaned on Yang Ming's shoulder and said feebly: "You know how to bully people."

"Bullying? Is this bullying? Moreover, this family needs several children, so we can teach them together." Yang Ming said.

"But you can't force such a thing." Concubine Yan said helplessly.

"You will always succeed if you work harder. We have a lot of time in the past few years, but maybe in the next few years." Yang Ming said, stroking Concubine Yan's slightly messy long hair.

"Is there going to be another war?" Concubine Yan asked.

In the past two years, in the eyes of outsiders, Yang Ming was punished for thinking about his mistakes behind closed doors, but in the eyes of the women of the Yang family, such punishment can also be regarded as a reward. Living his own small life behind closed doors is no better than being busy outside. ?

"There should be two or three years of peace," Yang Ming said.

The destruction of Han is nothing to Qin. As for Zhao, if Qin Wangzheng chooses Yang Ming's suggestion, it will take another two or three years for Yang Ming and Wang Jian to work together to win over Qin.

"War?" Concubine Yan tasted the word and felt that mountains of corpses and seas of blood were emerging in her mind. Although she had full confidence in Yang Ming's strength, how could a soldier do the most dangerous thing in the world? Really no worries.

"It won't take long. After the first battle of Zhao State, the rest of the things will have nothing to do with us." Yang Ming said.

"Husband, are you willing to give up your current power?" Concubine Yan asked.

Are people who enter the court really willing to leave the court? Power is the pursuit of many people in the world. Once they have it, how many people can let it go?

"What does power mean to me?" Yang Ming said with a smile. The greatest advantage of power is that it can dominate others, but Yang Ming has never had the hobby of dominating others.

For Yang Ming, most things in this world are false. Only his family is real. Yang Ming has no such interest in spending most of his life trapped in the court. Human life is limited. Yes, when choosing a court, you inevitably have to give up many things, and those things are things Yang Ming doesn't want to give up.

Moreover, the wonders of this world are not limited to the court. The world is so big, how could Yang Ming not want to go out and see it? Whether it is the Seven Kingdoms or the future empire, it is just a region of this world. What kind of style would it be like in a distant place?

"I'm afraid that people are in the court and can't help themselves." Concubine Yan said. Without being deliberately led astray, Concubine Yan's knowledge and wisdom are still very good. She is worthy of being the master of her Yin Yang family. Your name.

"Did I miss something?" Suddenly, a figure came from outside the hospital. Before the voice could completely fall, Yan Lingji, who was dressed in black and red skirt, was already lying on Yang Ming's shoulder. With her nose twitching, It's a playful look.

"Would you like to make it up for you too?" Yang Ming pushed Yan Lingji away and said close to his face.

"Okay." Yan Lingji replied with a smile.

"Go aside, don't be an eyesore here." Before Yang Ming did anything, Concubine Yan said with disgust, women are indeed fickle.