On the land of the Nine Provinces, the martial arts world and the imperial court are clearly distinct.
Carrying a sign-in system, Chu Qinghe transmigrated to a martial arts world. What he wan...
Faced with Jellyfish Yin Ji's sudden sincerity and frankness, Qu Feiyan, who was completely unprepared, couldn't help but twitch her eyelids.
Qu Feiyan was speechless. "You actually admitted it outright? Sister Situ, aren't you even going to pretend?"
Jellyfish Princess Yin smiled and said, "There's no need!"
Qu Feiyan pursed her lips, unable to find any reason to refute her for a moment.
After hesitating for a moment, Qu Feiyan asked, "Or is it your pay if I lose?"
Jellyfish Yin Ji laughed and said, "Of course."
As she spoke, Jellyfish Yin Ji took out a stack of silver notes that she had placed on Chu Qinghe's table during the day from her bosom.
Seeing this, Qu Feiyan sighed and said, "Then let's go!"
Since I can't resist anyway, rather than being acupunctured by the Jellyfish Yin Princess right now, I might as well go back to my room first, so I can at least play a little longer.
However, when they returned to their room and the three of them sat on the bed with their cards, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan noticed that the feeling of playing cards today was particularly different.
Qu Feiyan, having lost another round, put down her cards and said with a bitter face, "Forget it, Sister Situ, you should just do it directly! This is too agonizing."
Hearing what Qu Feiyan said, Xiao Zhao couldn't help but nod in agreement.
After all, neither Xiao Zhao nor Qu Feiyan knew when Shui Mu Yin Ji would strike and acupoints on them.
This meant that Xiao Zhao was always on edge when she played cards with Qu Feiyan.
And this feeling continues to grow stronger over time.
As a result, Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan were both tense when they played cards later.
I'm worried that Jellyfish Yin Princess might suddenly attack me sometime.
It did give me a vague feeling of a knife hanging over my neck.
Don't overwork yourself.
Faced with Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao's request, Jellyfish Yin Ji smiled and said, "Alright!"
After responding, Jellyfish Yin Princess kindly asked, "Would you like to do it yourselves or should I help you?"
Hearing this, Qu Feiyan sighed, "Let's do it ourselves!"
As she spoke, Qu Feiyan picked up the card from the quilt and put it aside, then lay down hand in hand with Xiao Zhao.
Almost the instant the two women had covered themselves with the blankets, two drops of water condensed beside them and fell onto their bodies.
As her eyes unconsciously closed, Qu Feiyan's face still held a hint of relief in her smile.
As she turned her gaze away from the two women, Jellyfish Yin Ji rose to her feet, her long sleeves fluttering gently.
Once the water droplets had solidified and extinguished all the candlelight in the room, Jellyfish Yin Ji walked out the door with her hands behind her back.
Her steps remained light and quick.
After closing the door to Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan's room, Jellyfish Yin Ji flashed and instantly appeared at the entrance of the main house.
However, unlike her casual movements when closing Xiao Zhao and Qu Feiyan's doors, Shui Mu Yin Ji slowed down and softened her movements when she arrived at the main house of Chu Qinghe.
It was as if she was worried about disturbing Chu Qinghe inside the room.
The difference in treatment is all too obvious.
early morning.
In the courtyard.
Chu Qinghe lay on the hammock, while Shuimu Yinji stood in the courtyard, surrounded by a constant flow of true energy.
Compared to the previous few days, the true energy around Jellyfish Yin Ji was now much more solid.
It's clearly just internal energy, yet it gives off a flowing, dynamic quality.
When her eyes were gently closed, the sweetness on her beautiful face disappeared, and her expression became calm, even carrying a sense of solemnity and reverence.
However, whenever she took a break from cultivation and her beautiful eyes fell upon Chu Qinghe's figure, the solemnity on Shuimu Yinji's face would quickly dissipate.
The curves of her lips and eyes seemed to have absorbed all the sunlight that had shone on her, making her smile even more radiant.
Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao practiced their moves against each other.
After some shifting and rearranging, the "Steps to Immortality" that the two women had just learned a few days ago no longer felt stiff and awkward.
The occasional chatter of pedestrians or the cries of vendors on the street outside became faint and indistinct when they entered the courtyard.
As the sunlight intensifies, butterflies flutter among the flowers in the courtyard.
The seemingly ordinary courtyard is actually a beautiful and soothing place.
After he had grown tired of writing new stories, Chu Qinghe picked up the teacup on the table and murmured softly. His gaze fell upon the beautiful scenery in the courtyard, and his mood was as calm and gentle as the sunlight in the courtyard at that moment.
While grand and magnificent events may be awe-inspiring, it is ultimately the simple and unadorned life that brings peace of mind.
After thinking it over, Chu Qinghe smiled slightly, and with a stroke of his pen, he arranged for the female protagonist, whose mind had been manipulated, to kill the male protagonist's parents in the new story.
From then on, another orphan protagonist was added to the pool of main characters.
at the same time.
The Tang Dynasty.
In a lush peach orchard, the blooming peach blossoms fill the air with a lingering fragrance. The pink and white blossoms are in full bloom under the sunlight.
On one of the thicker peach trees, a woman sat on a branch with a book in her hand, leaning against the trunk.
The woman appeared to be in her early twenties. Although she wore no makeup, her skin was as smooth as fine mutton-fat jade. Her eyes were dark and sparkling, as alluring as springtime. But upon closer inspection, one could sense a hint of cold sarcasm in the upturned corners of her eyes.
Her pale pink dress surprisingly complemented the surrounding pink peach blossoms, yet it made her even more beautiful.
A gentle breeze occasionally blows, carrying delicate petals that dance in the air, landing either on the ground or on the woman, like the finest ornaments.
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