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The night is as cool as water. In the quiet courtyard, the autumn wind blows on the green bamboos under the east window, making a rustling sound as if they are whispering.

The lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed in the wind, the bright candlelight flickered, casting circles of soft light like water, interweaving mottled light and shadows on the ground.

Yu Shu stood quietly in the light and shadow, her beautiful face reflecting gentleness and tenderness. She was born graceful and beautiful, and at this moment, she was wearing an ink-colored dress that fluttered in the wind, like a black lotus blooming in the night. Her hair was tied up, revealing her slender and graceful neck, and a few strands of hair fell on her fair skin, adding a touch of charm.

She moves with light lotus steps and graceful posture. Her voluptuous and well-proportioned figure wrapped in the silk skirt shows her mature and beautiful charm.

Walking a little closer, Yu Shu opened her red lips and spoke in a voice as sweet as a nightingale: "Maybe I rested too much in the carriage these days and can't sleep now... When are we going to set off to return to Xianyang?"

"Want to go back?"

Yi Huawei smiled, stretched out his hands and gently embraced Yu Shu's slender waist, holding her in his arms. The faint orchid scent from her body lingered around Yi Huawei's nose.

He chuckled and said, "Bing'er hasn't been home for a long time. Why don't you want to stay for a few more days? Are you in such a hurry to go back now?"

Yu Shu raised her head slightly and looked at Yi Huawei. Her cheek was against his chest. She could clearly hear his steady heartbeat. She bit her teeth and said, "There are still many things in Xianyang City waiting for you to deal with. Besides, we have been out for more than a month. I miss you a little."

Yu Shu gently placed her hands on Yi Huawei's shoulders, her fingers unconsciously curled slightly.

"Really?"

Yi Huawei gently stroked Yu Shu's hair, the soft hair sliding through his fingertips, and smiled: "Bing'er is right, it's just that these few days are rare and free, you and I should enjoy this moment of peace."

Yu Shu raised her head and looked at Yi Huawei. The corners of her mouth curled up into a faint smile with a hint of shyness: "I have learned a new dance recently, and I want to dance for Zhao Lang."

Yi Huawei's eyes lit up, he let go of Yu Shu, stepped back a few steps, and sat down on a chair beside him: "Oh? Bing'er is in such a refined mood today, I must appreciate it."

Yu Shu walked lightly to the center of the room, as if she had stepped onto a stage that belonged to her alone. She raised her chin slightly, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, her red lips parted slightly, revealing her white teeth, and she uttered a gentle and soft hum, like a nightingale singing to break the silence of the night sky. The sound was ethereal and distant, and it echoed in this wing room.

Then, Yu Shu slowly raised her arms, her arms like mutton-fat jade glowing with a warm luster under the candlelight. Her long sleeves slid down gently like flowing clouds, revealing her slender and soft wrists. Her fingertips trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a spiritual rhythm dancing on her fingertips, as if she was gently plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

In an instant, she began to dance. Her waist twisted lightly like a willow in the wind. Her skirt fluttered with the dance, like an inky flower blooming in the dark night. The layers of her skirt undulated like waves.

Her dance steps are light, sometimes she taps her toes; sometimes she spins like the wind, her long black hair flies up like an ink waterfall, drawing graceful arcs in the air, and a few strands of hair stick to her blushing cheeks, adding a bit of charm and shyness.

Her eyes wandered around, sometimes looking at Yi Huawei with affection; sometimes she lowered her eyelids shyly, like a water lily bud about to bloom, blushing in the cool breeze.

As the dance moves changed, the expression on her jade-like face became richer. Sometimes she smiled sweetly, and sometimes she frowned slightly, as if there was a faint sadness lingering in her heart.

Yi Huawei's eyes followed Yu Shu's figure closely, and he didn't know when a jade flute appeared in his hand. He put the flute to his lips and played it softly. The melodious sound of the flute was like crying and complaining, which complemented Yu Shu's dance posture.

Yu Shu danced to the sound of the flute, her body became more and more agile, as if she had merged with the sound of the flute. She spun and jumped, her long hair flying, her skirt fluttering. Sometimes she leaned down; sometimes she leaped up. Her body appeared and disappeared in the interweaving of light and shadow, like a dream. Every movement was precisely stepped on the beat of the flute played by Yi Huawei, and the two were perfectly coordinated.

Amid the sound of the flute, Yu Shu's dance rhythm suddenly accelerated, like a burning flame, releasing her passion and energy in the wing room. Her arms waved quickly, her long sleeves whistling in the air, bringing a slight breeze. Her feet moved quickly and staggered, dazzling the eyes.

When the sound of the flute turns to a slow tempo, Yu Shu's movements also become gentle and slow, like an elegant white swan, swimming leisurely on the calm lake, leaning forward slightly, with arms gently stretched out, as if embracing the beauty of the world.

The song is over.

Yu Shu was lying on the ground, panting slightly, with beads of sweat oozing out of her forehead, gleaming in the candlelight. Her cheeks were like ripe peaches dyed by the sunset, tinged with an intoxicating blush, and the bright color spread all the way to her ears, making her look even more charming.

Yi Huawei slowly put down the jade flute in his hand, stood up, and his black robe swayed gently in the wind. He reached out his hand and gently lifted up Yu Shu.

Yu Shu's body was light and soft. Yi Huawei took her into his arms again, wrapped his arms tightly around her slender waist, and lowered his head slightly: "Bing'er's dancing is like a fairy descending from heaven, as graceful as a startled swan and as gentle as a swimming dragon. It makes people intoxicated. I am fortunate to see such a beautiful figure today. It really feasts my eyes."

Yu Shu snuggled obediently in Yi Huawei's arms, her hands tightly wrapped around Yi Huawei's waist like a snake, feeling the warmth and strength from his body. The corners of her lips lifted slightly, like a new moon breaking through the clouds, revealing a sweet smile:

"As long as you like it, no matter how much hard work I have to put in, I will be happy and satisfied."

"Haha~"

Yi Huawei's eyes flickered, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In fact, I had no intention of killing Yi Xiaochuan. I once told him that I wanted him to watch how I turned the world of the Qin Dynasty around and reshaped the world. I wanted him to understand clearly that there is a huge gap between him and me, and no matter how hard he struggles, he can never reach it. Therefore, you don't need to worry about it. After all... without him as a spectator who witnessed my glorious journey, even if I govern the world peacefully, I will always feel that something is missing, like a great show without the cheers of the audience."

Yu Shu heard this and raised her head slightly. Her exquisite face was facing Yi Huawei. Their eyes met in the air, and there seemed to be sparks. A pair of soft hands gently held Yi Huawei's face. She opened her red lips slightly, exhaled like orchid, but her voice seemed to be a little sobbing and resentful: "My dear, you actually thought I came here to plead for Yi Xiaochuan? In my dear's heart, am I the kind of woman who thinks about others and cares about others?"

A few strands of inky black hair slid down like a waterfall and scattered on Yi Huawei's shoulders, swaying slightly with her movements, emitting bursts of heart-stirring fragrance.

Yi Huawei stared into Yu Shu's eyes, and the resentment in her eyes pierced straight into his heart.

Smiling, Yi Huawei slowly reached out his hand, gently held Yu Shu's hand, and moved it away from his face, but took the opportunity to hold her small hand tightly in his palm: "Bing'er, don't be suspicious. I know very well that you only have me in your heart. It's just that Yi Xiaochuan and I have a long-standing grudge and many entanglements, which inevitably makes me have distracting thoughts and wild thoughts." He paused slightly, looked out the window, and smiled: "It's getting late, rest early, as you say, we will set off to return to Xianyang tomorrow."

After saying that, Yi Huawei leaned over, picked up Yu Shu and walked towards the bed. Yu Shu hummed softly, the sound was as subtle as a mosquito's buzz, with a bit of shyness and dependence.

...............

As the night deepened, the lights in the Yunyan Pavilion went out one by one. A cool breeze blew across the ground, making the branches rustle.

In the curtains, two figures were hugging each other. Yi Huawei was hugging Yu Shu, his mind was a little empty, and his palm unconsciously stroked Yu Shu's fair and tight back. Just as Yi Huawei was gradually getting sleepy, suddenly, his keen perception, which was more sensitive than that of ordinary people, detected the approach of a murderous aura.

The murderous aura was very light, like a wisp of gauze passing by, but it was extremely clear.

"Zhizhizhizhi~"

There was a very slight sound of the door being pushed open, as subtle as a mouse gnawing at a wooden board, followed by the faint sound of thin-soled boots rubbing against the ground, so light that it could be ignored. The brocade curtain beside the couch was gently opened, and was slowly pulled open by a hand, revealing a tall black figure.

The black shadow held a long weapon, which looked like a sword, but was obviously painted with black ink, so that there was no reflection in the dim environment, just like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness.

The black shadow gradually approached the couch. As the distance shortened, the murderous aura suddenly became stronger, sweeping towards Yi Huawei like a surging tide.

At this moment, Yi Huawei opened his hand, and the Taia Sword instantly appeared in his hand. The sword was flashing with a cold light under the faint moonlight.

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"Ah!"

Yi Huawei let out a low shout and swung his sword. The sword was so powerful that it pierced the black shadow with a whistling sound that cut through the void.

The assassin seemed to be suddenly startled, his body paused slightly, and the sword in his hand danced rapidly, performing two extremely beautiful blocking moves.

Two crisp "ding, ding" sounds echoed in the silent night sky, actually dissolving Yi Huawei's fierce attack.

The assassin was agile and nimble, obviously a master who had undergone rigorous training. Every movement he made was clean and neat, without any delay.

At this moment, suddenly, torches all around lit up, instantly dispelling the darkness. Everywhere there were thunderous sounds of running and warnings of "catch the assassin."

This sudden change startled the assassin, who was horrified and knew that it would be extremely difficult to succeed in the assassination tonight. Immediately, he swung his sword in front of him, and the sword light was like a silver vortex, impenetrable, with the intention of escaping.

Seeing this, Yi Huawei was unwilling to let him go. He opened his eyes wide, glared at him, and shouted, "Stupid thief, don't run away! Bing'er, don't come out!"

As he said that, he jumped up and pressed the switch beside the bed, and the bed board flipped over instantly. Yu Shu, who had just woken up, screamed, and before she could react, she fell down and disappeared into the darkness.

Yi Huawei's eyes were fixed on the assassin, and he used six swords in a row. These six swords were completed in one go, as smooth as flowing water. The dazzling sword light instantly formed a brilliant long rainbow and rushed straight towards the assassin. The sword wind whistled, as if it could tear the air.

The assassin's retreating figure was caught up by the sword in an instant. With no way to avoid it, he had to take the fierce attack head-on. The assassin tried his best, and the long sword in his hand intersected with Yi Huawei's Tai'a sword. There were several loud "bangs", and sparks flew everywhere. Although the assassin blocked most of the attack, he was still injured by the sword, and a mouthful of blood rushed to his throat. He forced himself to swallow it.

Being injured, the assassin dared not fight any longer, knowing that it would be difficult to succeed tonight. He immediately used his sword to make a clanging sound like lightning and thunder, and with a few swipes, he swung away the sword net behind him and rushed towards the window frame. His figure was like black lightning, instantly breaking through the window frame, and wood chips flew everywhere.

At this time, a fierce fight was going on on the street outside Yunyan Pavilion.

Hundreds of assassins in night clothes thought that the assassination plan was flawless, but they did not expect Yi Huawei to be prepared. Shadow guards emerged from Yunyan Pavilion like ghosts, holding powerful crossbows, and the crossbow arrows flashed coldly in the moonlight. The shadow guards were well-trained and their movements were uniform. They quickly formed a formation, aimed at the target, and shot crossbow arrows at the assassins like rain.

Although the assassins were skilled, they were also thrown into chaos by the sudden attack of the powerful crossbow. For a moment, shouts and screams intertwined, and blood stained the stone slabs of the street red. The night cloak assassins tried to resist, waving their weapons and rushing towards the shadow guards. However, the shadow guards cooperated tacitly. The shadow guards in the front row squatted down, and the shadow guards in the back row continued to shoot, forming a dense firepower network, and the assassins kept falling.

The leading assassin was blocked by the crossbow arrows and huddled in a corner, always looking for a good opportunity to break out and escape when everyone was not prepared. However, Yi Huawei would not let him succeed, and quickly blocked the assassin's way like a shadow.

After several rounds, although the assassin was also very skilled and fought desperately, he was ultimately unable to withstand Yi Huawei's attack. Yi Huawei seized the opportunity and stabbed out with the Tai'a sword as fast as a venomous snake, accurately hitting the assassin's leg.

The assassin felt a sharp pain in his leg, as if it was burned by fire. He staggered and could no longer stand. He fell heavily to the ground, and the dust he raised spread in the moonlight.

The shadow guards were well-trained and responsive. When they saw the assassin fall to the ground, they rushed forward like a black tide. Their movements were uniform and coordinated. Some of them put their long knives against the assassin's throat, while others quickly tied up the assassin with ropes. The whole process was done in one go without any delay. In a moment, the assassin was captured alive.

At this time, the fighting on the street gradually subsided. The streets that were once filled with shouts of killing were now filled with only the heavy breathing of the captured assassin.

He looked at Yi Huawei with resentment, his eyes were like two sharp blades, piercing straight at Yi Huawei, his eyes were full of hatred. The moonlight sprinkled on his face, reflecting his distorted face, sweat and blood intertwined, sliding down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground.

Yi Huawei raised his hand slightly, signaling the shadow guard to pull down the assassin's mask. The shadow guard took the order, stepped forward, and suddenly pulled off the assassin's mask. In an instant, a familiar face appeared in front of Yi Huawei.

Yi Huawei took a closer look and couldn't help but chuckle: "It's you!"

(End of this chapter)