Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 595: Adopted father and aunt (at the beginning of the month, please vote for me)

The person who came was a woman in her twenties, wearing an off-shoulder skirt with wide sleeves and a fairy skirt. The white translucent silk shoulder pads were looming, making her delicate collarbones more attractive. Her long brown hair was combed into two symmetrical hair rings on the left and right sides, and two small braids were braided in front of her forehead. The two long strands of hair were turned into long braids, hanging down in front of her body, forming a beautiful and rich arc. A loose ponytail is tied behind the head, adding a bit of childishness and freshness.

Her skin is crystal clear and her eyes are good at gazing. Her pink face and apricot cheeks are dotted with peach lips. She is undoubtedly a young and beautiful woman. There is a sense of nobility from a wealthy family in her movements, but there seems to be a kind of aura in her body. Without the gloomy air, this is a woman with a story.

"Lian'er?" Yang Ming pulled a blanket next to him and covered himself. If he were in front of other women, Yang Ming would certainly not feel embarrassed, but the woman in front of him was different. In all senses, the woman who appeared in front of him at this time still wanted to call him a foster father.

"Father, the Queen Mother asked me to give you clothes." Mi Lian, who is now just Lian Yi, also said to Yang Ming very awkwardly.

Only then did Yang Ming see that Mi Lian was holding a set of clothes in her palm, including a lining, outer robe, and a belt...

"Put it down." Yang Ming pointed to the clothes hanger on the side. His original clothes had been torn to pieces by Zhao Ji, and they had been randomly discarded on the floor. He needed a new set of clothes, but the new clothes were not It should be sent by Mi Lian.

"Well, the Queen Mother asked me to help my adoptive father change his clothes." Mi Lian said in a low voice. Her eyes were wandering and she didn't dare to look at Yang Ming. It was obvious that she was just talking. This woman suffered a huge change and had to live in Ganquan Palace. Her face was already flushed, and the scene in front of her had a real impact on her, especially since the Yang Ming in front of her had another level of identity, and she had been close before, but that was only between father and daughter.

But now, this scene only made Mi Lian think of men and women.

Especially when she was in the side hall just now, Mi Lian was even more curious because of the sound she heard. Through some strange combination of circumstances, she secretly saw something she shouldn't have seen. The indescribable scene at this moment It was constantly echoing in her mind, impacting her cognition and mind.

Mi Lian never knew that a person's body could be folded in half like that.

She never thought that the Queen Mother Zhao, who was obviously powerless, could fight Yang Ming back and forth. She never thought that the place in front of her could actually change into so many forms. She even more have no idea……

In short, so many things were crammed into Mi Lian's thoughts at this time that she didn't know how to face Yang Ming, her adoptive father whom she had been familiar with and close to since she could remember.

"You don't have to listen to the Queen Mother here, even she has to listen to me." Yang Ming, who noticed Mi Lian's nervousness, said pretending to be relaxed.

"Na na..." Mi Lian wanted to say something, but the words could only come out like this.

"How have you been these past few years? Has anyone bullied you in Ganquan Palace?" Yang Ming sat up and asked. The more nervous Mi Lian became, the more relaxed Yang Ming had to be, otherwise it would only make things worse. Development in more unpredictable directions.

"Fortunately, apart from not being able to see some people, it's still very good. The Queen Mother takes good care of me." Mi Lian replied, but she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Before this, I was still wondering why the Queen Mother took care of me so sincerely. I only thought that the Queen Mother was because we were relatives, but I never thought... Thinking of this, Mi Lian glanced at Yang Ming quickly. .

Before Yang Ming sent Mi Liantuo to Ganquan Palace, Mi Lian still had doubts about why the Queen Mother Zhao Ji, who had no deep friendship with her parents, would be willing to protect her. Now Mi Lian fully understands that she is indeed related to Zhao Ji. Ji has a lot of connections, but these connections are not from her biological parents, but because of Yang Ming, her adoptive father.

In the past, Mi Lian was curious about why Yang Ming had so much respect with Queen Mother Zhao Ji, but now she understands that this is not a question of face, they are just a family.

Thinking of her family, Mi Lian uncontrollably recalled the scene she saw before. She didn't know if it was an illusion. At this time, Mi Lian could even smell a faint scent. That was her. I have never smelled it, but I still know what it is.

"Lian'er doesn't have to go back this time, just stay here. Of course, the most important thing depends on your thoughts, but I think you won't refuse, Lian'er. Compared to Ganquan Palace, this is your home. Yang Ming said.

"Stay in this mirage?" Mi Lian asked.

If she could stay, Mi Lian would of course be willing. Everything in Ganquan Palace was good, but it was not a home. With all her relatives lost, Yang Ming, his unrelated adoptive father, became Mi Lian's only one. Being able to stay with Yang Ming's relatives is exactly what she longs for.

But she also knew that staying with Yang Ming in her condition would only bring endless trouble to Yang Ming, but it was different now. On this mirage, she could avoid all the rules of the world, including Original sin in her.

"This is our world, a world that cannot be affected by any rights or rules in the world." Yang Ming said.

The mirage carries Yang Ming's future, and he is the only master here.

"What my adoptive father said..." Mi Lian looked at Yang Ming in front of her and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her slightly curved eyes told Yang Ming how she felt now.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ming asked.

"It really seems like he is omnipotent. No, my adoptive father is supposed to be omnipotent." Mi Lian said with a smile.

When Mi Lian was young, she really regarded Yang Ming as an omnipotent being. However, as she grew older, reason replaced innocence, letting Mi Lian know that there is no true omnipotence in this world. A helpless person, but now, Mi Lian finds that she has become a child again. If possible, she hopes that she can still be like a child, so that she can never grow up and innocently believe in one thing or one person, until forever.

"Little girl, is your adoptive father really omnipotent? You are wrong about this. Now he is still waiting for you to help him get dressed?" Zhao Ji, the atmosphere terminator, has quietly walked in After entering the main hall, she was dressed in white clothes after washing again, a little less ostentatious and a little more feminine.

"Can't the Queen Mother help me get dressed?" Yang Ming asked without changing his expression.

"No, Aijia has served you just now, and I don't want to waste my time now. Lian'er, you won't let your righteous husband leave here shirtless, right?" Zhao Jishi calmly sat down on an armchair. On, he said in a playful tone.

"Won't."

Zhao Ji's words were meant to be teasing, and she had arranged the matter herself. Otherwise, even if her relationship with Yang Ming could not be exposed to the sun, there would be no shortage of confidants around her who could share secrets. Maid, none of those maids can serve Yang Ming, but she chose to let Mi Lian come. What she wants to see is a drama about ethics that can be staged between Yang Ming and Mi Lian. Unfortunately, Zhao Ji is doomed. Be disappointed.

Because Mi Lian was stronger than she thought, all Mi Lian had was calmness in the face of Zhao Ji's hidden trap.

In Zhao Ji's stunned look, Mi Lian took the clothes and walked towards Yang Ming. As for the other things, is that important? Here is a world that belongs only to them.

Between the moon and stars, the water of the East China Sea was sparkling. Zhao Ji, who was taken to the highest point of the mirage by Yang Ming, looked at the endless sea, which was so majestic and dark, and slowly curled up into Yang Ming's arms.

"The scenery of this sea is indeed unparalleled in the world. You have been living happily here in the past few years." Zhao Ji said leisurely. The sea is vast enough, but it does not belong to any one person. So sitting in front of the sea, Zhao Ji I just want to hug the people around me tighter.

"This kind of life will also belong to you in the future." Yang Ming said.

"It's a pity that there are many people sharing this kind of life with the Ai family." Zhao Ji said that she would rather endure loneliness than stay alone in Xianyang. Staying in Ganquan Palace is to be Yang Ming's only one, not to become Yang Ming's only one. One of the family members, this is the stubbornness of Zhao Ji, the Queen Mother of the Qin Dynasty, but now there is no chance. She has made a choice for herself. For Yang Ming, she finally put down her pride.

"As long as the total amount is large enough, even sharing is not a bad idea," Yang Ming said.

"Lieful mouth." Zhao Ji said, twirling the beard on Yang Ming's chin.

"The Queen Mother also likes it." Yang Ming bowed his head and kissed the side of Zhao Ji's face.

"You should lie to your goddaughter!" Zhao Ji said, opening her cheek in disgust.

Then Zhao Ji looked into Yang Ming's eyes and said with a playful tone: "The Ai family thought that something else would happen between you and Mi Lian, but they didn't expect that it would just be like that. Whether it was you or Mi Lian, , they all disappointed the Ai family."

"What does the Queen Mother want to see?" Yang Ming asked knowingly.

"A story about ethics and love." Zhao Ji said with a longing expression.

"This..." After Zhao Ji pointed it out directly, Yang Ming's expression couldn't help but change, as if he was embarrassed that the deepest secret in his heart had been revealed.

"Don't even think about lying to me. Isn't Mrs. Xue in your family your former sister? And the Hu sisters, according to their seniority, they are your mother-in-law, right?" Zhao Ji said directly.

In her few words, she revealed that she knew a lot about Yang Ming's back house. Also, how could Zhao Ji not pay attention to her 'good sisters'? Among Yang Ming's back houses, Zhao Ji was He has his own undercover agent.

"Xue'er's situation is a bit special. As for Mrs. Hu and Hu Meiren, the Queen Mother is talking about Nong Yu, right?" Yang Ming said calmly after his background was exposed.

"Well, your sister-in-law, eh! The decadent aristocratic life..." Zhao Ji even pretended to shudder in disgust, as if she was really shocked.

"The Queen Mother's acting skills are really getting better and better. Nongyu is Nongyu. Although she is the Hu sister and they are related by blood, they were separated since childhood. You should also know these circumstances, Queen Mother. Besides, Hu Meiren is just She's just Nongyu's aunt, I have no intention of attacking Mrs. Hu." Yang Ming explained.

Although Mrs. Hu's weak temperament does make people have the urge to bully her, but Yang Ming is not a bottomless person after all. Although he likes sex, he values ​​feelings more, and he can always find some from her. The desire for substitution is nothing in front of Nongyu's feelings.

Compared to Mrs. Hu, Yang Ming cared more about Nong Yu's brother-in-law voice when she was sleepwalking.

"I keep them all in your back house. I can still escape. It's just a matter of time." Zhao Ji mocked. Zhao Ji already knew about Yang Ming's bottom line. How could he let Yang Ming do it? Room for quibbles.

"What the Queen Mother said makes sense, but if the Queen Mother really wants to see an ethical story, I'm not here to help." Yang Ming had other ideas in his helplessness.

"How do you say that?" Zhao Ji's bright eyes flickered, pulsing with emotion and curiosity.

In Zhao Ji's shining eyes, Yang Ming slowly lowered his head and put his lips to Zhao Ji's ear.

"The Ai family wants to hear that it's you who told the story, and I didn't let you do this." Zhao Ji hid for a moment. She was worried that Yang Ming was trying to divert her attention now, and Ran Shou would get away with it.

"Little aunt." As Zhao Ji muttered, Yang Ming's voice sounded leisurely in her ears.

What kind of sound is that? It seemed that all tenderness, admiration for half-mother, and love for a lover, the sound of "little aunt" made Zhao Ji, who had experienced the thrilling and turbulent waves in Yang Ming's body, tremble all over. At this moment, Zhao Ji discovered , Yang Ming didn't do anything at all. Her whole body seemed to be numb. She was obviously not drunk at all, but her mind seemed to be completely drunk.

With Yang Ming's words, Zhao Ji's memory was completely pulled back to the long past. At this moment, she had forgotten where she was. She seemed to feel that she had returned to the cold palace back then. Ganquan Palace.

There, on a whim, he went to Ganquan Palace, which was still in the shadows. One afternoon, he met a young man.

"You..." Zhao Ji, who was so weak, no longer had the intention to listen to any ethics stories. Now she was leaning on Yang Ming's arms and no longer knew where she was.

Only then did Zhao Ji realize that she was the one in the so-called ethical story. It was ridiculous that she had to wait for others to digest it.

"The Ai family has been unable to escape since that afternoon twenty-four years ago. They cannot escape your clutches." Zhao Ji, who came back to her senses after a long time, raised her head and looked at Yang Ming, and said with a complicated expression. .

"Why should we escape? Isn't it a good time now?" Yang Ming asked.

"Okay, very good, nothing can be better than now." Zhao Ji murmured.

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