Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

But this person seems to be more interesting than what is recorded in the intelligence. Li Wu looked at Yang Ming who was watching. Under the light of the lights, the youthful youth seemed to be melting away, replaced by another special taste.

This is a person who naturally knows how to attract others' attention, but he doesn't use dance and music like me. Li Wu thought in her heart.

At this moment, Li Wu clearly noticed that for the first time, the eyes of the guests in Feixue Tower left her and shifted to Yang Ming.

Regarding the number one warrior, even if everyone knows Yang Ming's record in front of the battle, when it comes to number one, there will always be people who are dissatisfied or jealous. This is human nature, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad, it's just human nature. .

But at this moment, in this Feixue Tower, no matter how they felt about Yang Ming before, all they have now is recognition. Since he is a warrior, why should he be divided into first and second? Everyone who has the courage to defend their homeland has Be a warrior.

Of course, the people who can appear in Feixue Tower are not ordinary people, they are all outstanding people from all walks of life in Yanmen County, but at this moment, they feel a kind of warmth flowing in their blood.

"It was Li Wu who made a mistake. Yes, as your Excellency said, all those who face the wolves in the north to defend their homeland are warriors. So this second dance of mine is to congratulate all our warriors in the north."

As a senior killer and part-time intelligence officer, Li Wu's ability to observe people's emotions was undoubted. Amid surprise, she quickly found her own way of coping.

"Congratulations to all the warriors in the north." Yang Ming said the same.

"Congratulations to all the warriors in the North." The guests in Feixue Tower shouted in unison.

"I really still have a lot to learn." Sima Qiu looked at the comrades around him whose faces were flushed with excitement, and then looked at the back of Yang Ming standing in front, and couldn't help but feel a little more admiration in his heart.

In order to build his own network, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to entertain guests in Feixue Tower, but Yang Ming used one sentence to arouse the emotions of all the guests in Feixue Tower, whether they were people he knew before or not.

Just one sentence.

If such ability was intentional, then Sima Qiu would have to admire Yang Ming's scheming. If it was unintentional, Sima Qiu would have thought of more.

Amidst the sound of music, Li Wu's second dance officially began. This time, Yang Ming saw the real Zhao Wu. Back then, a young man from the Yan Kingdom left a toddler in the capital of Zhao, which became a joke in the world, and the story in the story Another protagonist also let the world know the beauty of Zhao Wu.

When Yang Ming was able to take the opportunity to appreciate Li Wu's dance, he did see many different things. No wonder he was selected in the trap and lurked into the Chang'an Lord's mansion like a dancer.

While Yang Ming was enjoying the singing and dancing leisurely, Zi Nu, who was in the same city, was in a different mood at this time.

Next to the lamp on the table, Zi Nu is sewing a cloak. The silver needle in her hand disappears into the fabric with strips of silk thread between her skillful hands, turning into stitches that are integrated with it.

This is a cloak that has been sewn for 80-90% of the time. It is made of black fabric and has a straight collar and front breasts. Although it is not gorgeous, Zi Nu still put a lot of thought into the selection of fabrics.

However, under the light, the movements in Zi Nu's hands became slower and slower, and a look of impatience gradually appeared on her elegant and charming eyebrows, as if something was destroying her patience.

As her impatience deepened, the movements in Zi Nu's hands became faster.

However, sewing clothes is a slow process. When Zi Nu's speed became faster and faster, with a sound, Zi Nu paused her movements and quickly put a finger into her mouth.

In his anxiety, there was already a pinhole on the finger that was carved out of white jade.

Feeling the pain coming from her fingertips, which was not strong but very clear, the purple goddess's anxiety gradually turned into irritability.

Although Yang Ming is a newbie in some matters, Zi Nu is also not an experienced person.

She is already twenty-one years old. In this era, most women of Zinu's age are already married and even have several children. Therefore, at Zinu's current age, it is difficult to call her It's a girl.

But even though this woman, who is already twenty-one years old, has known her in some aspects, under the specific circumstances, she is still a simple existence.

The complexity and change make it difficult for Zi Nu to grasp it.

Her yearning, her expectations, her worries and even fears eventually turned into irritability in her heart that made her prick her fingers.

"It's so annoying." Zi Nu, whose thoughts were uneasy, threw the cloak in her hand on the bed angrily, her purple eyes flickering under the light.

"No, I have to call him back. He is still young. In a place like that, he will be eaten until all his bones are left. As a good friend, I have the responsibility to call him back to prevent him from going astray." Zi Nu pondered. His expression became more determined as he stepped off the bed and put on his boots.

However, when Zi Nu went to pick up the robe on the hanger, her hand stopped on the hanger, and the determination in her expression turned into hesitation.

"No, if I go, will I be laughed at by him?" Zi Nu said hesitantly.

"He's not normal. He's quite smart when he shouldn't be. What if he sees his thoughts? What if he laughs at me? How embarrassing would that be?" Zi Nu thought, obviously thinking of something. kind of scene.

"It shouldn't be the case, right? A normal person might not be happy enough, but he is not normal at all!" Zi Nu subconsciously walked around the room.

When Zi Nu was hesitating, the door opened with a creak, and a small shadow appeared in front of the door: Yuki Nu.

"Little girl, are you scared alone?" Zi Nu asked without looking back. Even without looking, she knew who the person was.

"I'm not afraid, it's just..." A hesitant voice answered Zi Nu.

"Just what?"

"It's just that I miss my brother. Let's go and call him back." The snow girl said with a sullen face to make herself look more serious.

"Call your brother back?" Zi Nu was slightly startled. Although a perfect smile appeared under the light, the smile disappeared in a flash.

Zi Nu hesitated with false excuses: "This is not good. Men are socializing outside. We should support them instead of causing trouble."

"Huh? Uh!" Xue Nu was slightly startled, then turned around in disappointment and prepared to leave.

The next moment, it was Zi Nu's turn to be stunned. What's wrong with you, little girl? Won't you hold on a little longer? When did you become so obedient to me?

As soon as the snow girl walked out of the room, she felt a gust of wind coming from behind. Before she could react, she was picked up by him, and the purple girl's voice came from above her head: "Let's go and call him back."

"But?" Xue Nu hesitated for a while. Didn't she just say that men's social activities outside should not be interrupted?

"Nothing but, little girl, it's rare for you to ask me to do something. I'm really embarrassed to refuse." Zi Nu stepped out of the door firmly.

"But······"

"Nothing but, remember, this is what you asked me to do."

"But······"

"Shut up."