Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 122 Shallow melancholy

Everyone drank and watched the dance in the Mirror Garden until late at night before leaving the Mirror Garden before the curfew.

And Yang Ming, who has not yet moved away from Meng's house, is naturally riding with Meng Tian. The two rode side by side. The night in August is already a lot cooler. I feel how cool this Mid-Autumn night is.

"Brother Yang, why didn't you ask me?" Meng Tian pondered for a while, but still asked his own question.

Yang Ming is now the school lieutenant of Ganquan Palace, but he has only 30 people under his command, including the elderly, weak, sick and disabled. It is not easy to form a guard with complete control in a short period of time. It will be even more troublesome if there are more people who do not obey orders.

This is also the reason why Yang Ming wants to personally recruit Li Jue and Yun Ze. If Yang Ming wants to truly control the guards of the Ganquan Palace that is about to be formed, he must install his own people.

"Because we are friends." Yang Ming said.

"If you're a friend, shouldn't you see outsiders?" Meng Tian continued: "I think I'm quite capable, and I'm not bad among my peers in Xianyang, and I can still help Brother Yang. .”

"You regard me as a friend, so you want to help me, and I also regard you as my best friend, so I can't make things difficult for you. You are different from people like Li Jue and Yun Ze. What I give them is Opportunity, but for you, it is not only not giving you a chance, but defrauding you." Yang Ming said.

"I'm still a white body now, and the position of the guard of the Ganquan Palace is not a small position for me." Meng Tian said.

"For others, for you, Meng Tian, ​​the stage that belongs to you should be the battlefield, not the court. You are different from me. I have nothing but martial arts, so I need to take a shortcut. The court is the quickest shortcut, but you were born in the general family, and you have been taught by the general since you were young, and the skills you have learned are all righteous, so you can pursue what you want in a dignified way." Yang Mingdao.

Before Meng Tian could say anything more, Yang Ming continued: "Besides, I am confident that I can still do a good job as a small captain of Ganquan Palace. If I really need your help in the future, I will naturally not see you. Last night Aren't you the first person I thought of?"

"It's true, but I've fallen into a cliché." Meng Tian shook his head and laughed.

"However, if possible, I still hope that one day we can fight side by side on the battlefield."

"That day won't be too far away. The world is so big, how can there be no names of Yang Ming and Meng Tian." Yang Ming laughed loudly.

"That's right, the world is so big, wouldn't it be too monotonous without the names of Yang Ming and Meng Tian?" Meng Tian changed from his usual solemnity, and also showed a little more madness.

Youthful spirit, who is not the protagonist in his own story?

Just like the fish girl at this time, she is also the protagonist of her own story.

"Your shoulders are likely to have scars." In the room belonging to Li Wu, Li Wu took off the bandages on Yu'er's shoulders, looked at the deep sword wounds on it, and said slightly sadly, so It would not be too regrettable if scars were left on the perfect shoulders because of this sword wound.

At this time, Yu'er was only wearing a tube top on her upper body, showing her perfect shoulders under the lights. This is Li Wu's bedroom, so Yu'er naturally didn't need to cover up, just kneeling and sitting on the bed.

Under the lights, the skin is like jade fat, better than peach blossoms, rosy and crystal clear, reflecting the light of the lights, like the bright moon in the sky, dotted with peaks and ridges, forming the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"The sword that conceals the sun is too fast and fierce, and the aura of the sword penetrates into the bones. It is very difficult not to leave scars." Yu'er said without the slightest emotion, as if the injured person was not himself.

"Isn't it okay to eliminate the sword energy?" Li Wu asked.

"Although I can erase the sword energy in the flesh and blood, I can't guarantee that it will be erased without harming the body, and scars will still be left after all." Yu'er said.

"What if I ask others to help?" Li Wu suddenly thought of an idea and asked.

"The injury is in such a place, it's still such an injury, others can't help." Yu'er said.

"That's not necessarily true, Yang Ming may be able to help."

Li Wu took out a clean bandage, and gently wrapped it around Yu'er's shoulder. Following Li Wu's movements, Yu'er raised her arm slightly so that Li Wu could wrap the bandage around her armpit.

Following the fish's movements, a curved 'halo' was squeezed out from the edge of the tube top under the ribs, and Li Wu's gaze subconsciously focused, feeling a little dazzled.

Her figure is also good, not inferior to Yu'er at all, but when it comes to skin, although she is fair and delicate, but compared with Yu'er, it is still far behind, which makes Li Wu very envious, But I can only envy it. It is really difficult to be too demanding for such a thing as natural beauty.

"He?" Hearing this name, Yu'er frowned subconsciously, not knowing what was in her mind because of this name.

"Yeah, he can kill Jianri, and his martial arts must be much better than that of Yanri. The injury that Yanri left you should not be a problem for him. Moreover, according to the information I collected before, Yang Ming's internal strength is very strong. He is good at healing wounds, he had arrow sores on his forearm before, but it disappeared later." Li Wu recalled.

"Not suitable, he is a man." Yu'er shook his head and refused.

Hearing Yu'er's refusal, a hint of disappointment appeared on Li Wu's expression, but it was replaced by another expression immediately: "But will such a wound affect your next mission?"

"This?" Yu'er couldn't help showing hesitation when she heard the words. Her next mission is extremely important. If she has such a sword wound on her shoulder, it will indeed become a big variable, and her mission is not allowed to fail.

"And it's Yang Ming, so it shouldn't matter." Li Wu bewitched from the side.

She can see some things more clearly than Yu'er, Shang Feng who only knows about tasks, whether it's Yang Ming's relationship with Yu'er, or Yu'er's relationship with Yang Ming.

"If that's the case, he will probably guess our identities." Yu'er said a reason that was not a reason.

"He may have known our identities a long time ago, he is very smart." Li Wu said.

"Is he willing to help?" Yu'er hesitated, she didn't realize that she asked an extremely stupid question.

"He must be willing to help, and he is very willing, even wishing for it." Seeing that her words finally had an effect, Li Wu showed a hint of a successful smile while continuing to bandage her hands.

At this time, Yu'er also noticed Li Wu's abnormality, and said, "What exactly do you want to say? What is he so desperate for?"

"Didn't you see it? Yang Ming likes you." Li Wu tied the bandage and helped Yu'er put on a thin shirt.

"Like me?" Yu'er was pondering, a layer of confusion appeared in his clear and cold eyes.

"Didn't my sister find out? Yang Ming often comes to Jinghuayuan, but never finds other women." Seeing this, Li Wu said hastily.

"Aren't you his friend? It's normal for him to find you and not others." Yu'er said.

"He was looking for me, but he was looking at you, sister. Haven't you noticed that his eyes often stay on you intentionally or unintentionally?" Li Wu said.

"He often takes the initiative to talk to you. Although most of you don't talk to him, he doesn't get angry. When you ignore him, he doesn't talk much. When you talk to him, he keeps talking." Wu said quickly.

"Doesn't he like to talk?" Yu'er was puzzled, although what Li Wu said was the truth, but such a fact doesn't seem to have any other meaning, right?

"He likes to talk? Then sister, you are wrong. There are so many girls in Jinghuayuan, and many of them are prettier than me. Have you ever seen him talking to those people?" Li Wu said.

"So, he likes me?" Yu'er said calmly as before, as if the person she was talking about was not herself at all.

"Did you forget what he said when he was at Meng's house? He said that he avenged you. For you, he directly beat Mr. Zangri to death. What is this called? Use the sentence in the story told by Yang Ming If you say that, you are calling Chong Guan to become a beauty." Li Wu looked at Yu'er whose eyes were getting more and more confused, and couldn't help showing a smile of success.

"Really?" Yu'er pondered but said nothing.

As the candle burned out, the room was plunged into darkness, and a pair of eyes flickered faintly in the darkness, not knowing what her master was thinking.

"He likes me?" For the first time in his life, there was a little melancholy in the heart of this first-class killer.

Time does not stop because of a person's happiness and sorrow. When the morning sun breaks through the darkness, it is a new day.

In the garden of Xianyang Palace, Zhao Ji, dressed in formal attire, was listening to the report from the Lieutenant of the Lieutenant's Mansion.

"So, the person who assassinated Yang Ming was that Lao Ai. He used the power of the net to assassinate Yang Ming privately, rather than the command of the leader of the net?" After listening to the lieutenant's report, Zhao Ji asked solemnly and calmly.

"Yes, the assassination of Lieutenant Yang was planned by Lai Ai alone, and he also used the trap." The lieutenant replied.

"Aren't you afraid of Aijia if you're afraid of Lu Buwei?" Zhao Ji looked at the lieutenant with a cold look on her face.

"What does Luo Wang want to do? What does Lu Buwei want to do? They actually want Luo Wang's first-class killer to be the captain of Aijia's Ganquan Palace. Are they trying to control Aijia? Or do they want to assassinate Aijia?" Zhao said. Ji scolded coldly.

"I don't know." The lieutenant knelt down in fright, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Lu Xiangguo is not easy to provoke, but Queen Mother Zhao is even more difficult to provoke. Lu Buwei is reasonable anyway, but Queen Mother Zhao is a person who can not even talk about reason.

"Lu Buwei and his net have crossed the line." Zhao Ji said.

(End of this chapter)