Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Before the curfew, Yang Ming drunkenly walked out of the back door of Jinghua Garden with the support of Li Wu and Yu'er. Yang Ming, who was already walking unsteadily, could only stagger towards Li Wu's advance arrangement with the support of the two girls. Nice carriage.

For some unknown reason, Li Wu always found various reasons to drink from Yang Ming tonight, and in the end he even let Yu'er go into battle.

On the other side, there was Wei Yu who was teasing him with deep meaning, so Yang Ming got drunk. At least now it seemed that Yang Ming was indeed drunk, and he was quite drunk.

And will Yang Ming get drunk? Of course not. Having already practiced Paiyun Palm to the eleventh form, his internal strength is hardly inferior to that of a first-rate master. What's more, the special ability of Paiyun Palm in water makes Yang Ming drink. If he doesn't want to get drunk, no one can make him drunk.

It's just that the oiran girl wanted to get Yang Ming drunk, and Yang Ming, who didn't know her purpose, simply used the trick. He wanted to see what the female killer had in mind for him.

Under the moonlight, Li Wu first boarded the carriage, then bent down and stretched out his hands to pull Yang Ming. Beside Yang Ming, there was a fish holding one of Yang Ming's arms to support Yang Ming so that he would not fall.

Both girls were proficient in martial arts, but at this time, facing a drunk man, they were exhausted and panting. After letting the two girls toss around for a long time, Yang Ming, who was weak all over, just couldn't get on the carriage.

Yu'er, who seemed to be holding Yang Ming, but was actually half-hugged by Yang Ming, gradually became impatient. After carefully observing the surroundings, he saw that there was no unnecessary sight here. Finally, Yu'er directly lifted up Yang Ming's belt, secretly conveyed his inner breath, and threw Yang Ming's body of more than 100 kilograms into the carriage.

Li Wu looked at Yu'er who boarded the carriage in astonishment, unable to react for a moment. When she looked at Yang Ming, who was lying in the carriage dizzy and confused, she clearly realized that she What I saw just now was not an illusion.

She really used martial arts to throw Yang Ming up, but how could this be what she did?

Li Wu was very wary of his senior Luo Wang, but besides being wary, he also had admiration. After all, they were similar in age, but the other was already a top-level killer, while she was only a top-level killer.

In addition, Li Wu admired the other party's professionalism even more. In order to carry out the next assassination mission, he did not hesitate to commit himself to the brothel and observe the various aspects of life of the brothel girls, even if they were bullied by the brothel girls or customers. She can endure all kinds of difficulties. You know, she is not without the strength to resist.

This is an extremely dedicated killer, but he is such a killer that even Li Wu admires. Just now, he failed to control himself and directly used his martial arts.

What exactly is going on? Li Wu thought about it, and the carriage was already driving into the distance driven by Yu'er. Before, they had asked Yang Ming's residence while Yang Ming was still barely conscious.

In the carriage, Li Wu lovingly picked up Yang Ming, letting his neck rest on her thighs, and helped Yang Ming comb his long hair at the temples with his fingers.

I don’t know if it was because of receiving that mission, but after accepting the fact that there was a high possibility that he would belong to Yang Ming in the future, Li Wu liked Yang Ming more and more.

"Perhaps, my future life will really be in your hands. You must live up to your expectations. I don't want to be a female killer anymore. It is too difficult." Li Wu looked at the drunk but conscious Yang Ming, who was confused, said in a soft voice.

Under the night, the carriage quickly shuttled through the streets of Xianyang City, and finally arrived in front of a small courtyard before the curfew.

As the fish gently knocked on the courtyard door, there was a rush of footsteps from inside. Soon, the closed courtyard door opened, revealing two pretty, slightly sleepy faces.

"Is this Yang Ming's home?" Li Wu poked his head out of the carriage and asked the two people who appeared behind the door.

"This is the master's home. Are you..., Miss Li Wu?" Yingge looked at Li Wu and suddenly remembered that he had been with this person before.

"It turned out to be Miss Yingge. It was too dark just now, so I couldn't recognize it at first glance. Yang Ming was drunk. I will send him back now. Miss Yingge also came to help. The drunk man is too heavy. We Two people can't move it." Li Wu opened the car door and let Yingge see Yang Ming in the car.

"Master, is he drunk?" Yingge asked unexpectedly, but the situation at this time did not allow her to have too many surprises, so she quickly stepped forward and said, "Miss Liwu and this sister, please help the master on my back." Come up."

Ying Ge said and bent down in front of the carriage.

"Can Miss Yingge be alone?" Li Wu pretended to be concerned.

Of course, Li Wu knew who Yingge was. The information in Luowang recorded that she was a female killer from the night with extremely good martial arts skills. However, this was not the time to be a smart person.

"No problem. I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, and I still have a lot of strength." Ying Ge said.

"Okay then." With the help of two delicate women, Ying Ge carried Yang Ming on his back and walked towards the yard. At this time, a watchman walked by, and it turned out that it was already the curfew time.

"This is troublesome. After the curfew, except for the soldiers patrolling the city, no one is allowed to walk outside. How are we going to get back?" Li Wu said anxiously.

"If Miss Liwu doesn't dislike this place, she can stay here and leave tomorrow." Ying Ge looked back.

"Is this appropriate?" Li Wu hesitated.

"It's nothing. Hu Ji and I squeezed into the master's room and gave our room to Miss Li Wu and you two. It just so happened that the master couldn't be without people tonight," Yingge said.

"This will be troublesome." Li Wu jumped off the carriageway, the hesitation in her expression was just a false moment, now is her real purpose.

After a lot of trouble, when Ying Ge and Hu Ji settled the master and servant Li Wu, wiped Yang Ming's face, washed his feet, and put him under the quilt, they were both physically tired at this time. The two of them were panting slightly and looked at Yang Ming, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and felt troubled for a moment.

The top private rooms of different inns here also have things like soft couches. In this room, there is only one bed. Although the bed is large enough,...

For a moment, Yingge and Hu Ji looked at each other, both in trouble.

Just when Yingge was hesitating, Hu Ji had a hard look on her face and walked directly towards the bed. In Yingge's shocked eyes, Hu Ji had already taken off her thick coat, and with a flutter, she had already walked away from the end of the bed. He turned around and got into bed. After muttering for a while, he got his head out of the bed.

"What are you going to do?" Yingge asked in shock.

"Do nothing, go to sleep." Hu Ji muttered, turned over, and went to sleep without any burden.

Listening to Hu Ji's gentle breathing, Ying Ge became even more embarrassed.

What should I do? You can't just imitate Hu Ji, right? No, no, Hu Ji is a Hu, and Hu people may not pay attention to these things, but I am not a Hu person, I can't be so, so...

What the hell is going on? Yingge, who had originally thought about spending the night with Hu Ji, didn't know what to do.

Forget it, Hu Ji was originally going to be a bed-warming maid, so I couldn’t imitate her. It’s not like I’d never experienced sleeping in the open air. At least I still had a house now.

Ying Ge thought and came to the table by the window, knelt down and put her arms on the table.

So be it. Yingge held her cheek with her hands and slowly closed her eyes.

Yingge, who used to be able to fall asleep even in the wild, had insomnia tonight. Yingge opened her eyes drowsily, only to see that the night outside was getting thicker. Although the moon was already tilted, it was still high in the sky, far from dawn. There's still a long way to go.

"How long have I been asleep?" Ying Ge twisted his almost stiff neck, but felt that his forearms were sore and his legs were a little numb.

Ying Ge stood up and moved her limbs in the room. She felt that sleeping tonight was too uncomfortable. She had experienced more difficult conditions than tonight.

But wasn’t it necessarily so painful then? Yingge thought in confusion.

As she moved around the room, her eyes were cast in the direction of the bed, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

There, there were two snoring sounds that came and went but were very light, one of which was slightly dull and long.

Yingge looked at it intently, taking advantage of the moonlight that filtered into the room through the window, and a complete picture appeared in front of her.

Although she was young but extremely tall, Hu Ji had curled up into a ball and was sleeping soundly with her back against Yang Ming. Yang Ming was still lying on his back, breathing deep and long, looking like he was sleeping deeply. Looks stable.

Seeing the two of them sleeping, Ying Ge only felt that his neck was getting stiffer, his arms were getting more sore, and his already movable calves were becoming uncomfortable.

"It doesn't matter if Hu Ji is in the way, and he has already slept to death. As long as I don't take off my clothes, it doesn't matter." Such thoughts emerged uncontrollably in Yingge's mind.

Driven by her subconscious mind, her legs subconsciously moved towards the bed.

"No, this is not a question of whether it is related or not. Once you lie down on this bed, you will be in big trouble in the future. Once something like this starts, then..." Ying Ge thought and suddenly controlled his steps. .

"This is not a matter of substantive contact, but an attitude. If I cross the line and make him misunderstand, what will happen next?" Ying Ge thought and did not dare to think about it any more.

While Ying Ge was deep in thought, Hu Ji turned over, and then she didn't know what she was dreaming about. She grabbed Yang Ming's arm in a daze and hugged her tightly in front of her. She caressed Yang Ming's face with her small face. Ming's arm, and then muttered something in gibberish that maybe even she couldn't understand, and then fell asleep again.

Yingge looked at what had just happened in astonishment, struggling with his expression: "It doesn't cross the line if I rest on the end of the bed, right? As long as I don't lie down."