Jiang Baiqu pulled out the three-inch dagger from his boot and changed his technique three times in a row, but he still couldn't avoid the range of Yi Juntian's tension. Yi Juntian's right palm was close to the position where Jiang Baiqu's right hand had attacked, and he actually hacked at Jiang Baiqu's pulse. Jiang Baiqu was startled, thinking, I have to use a vicious move to force him away, or else it'll be really hard to escape.”
Thinking of this, Jiang Baiqu slowed down. Just as Yi Juntian's palm was about to hit him, Jiang Baiqu suddenly changed his delicate wrist loosening technique. He pulled his wrist and the dagger cut towards Yi Juntian's wrist. If he didn't retract his palm force, it would be inevitable for him to cut his wrist.
Jiang Baiqu was also rather apprehensive when he used this move."If Yi Juntian really isn't afraid of this saber and made a dangerous move, wouldn't both sides suffer?”
Fortunately, Yi Juntian hurriedly withdrew his palm force. Jiang Baiqu smiled behind his mask and retreated lightly. After all, he was young and his Lightness Skill was better. The two of them were already five feet away from each other. Yi Juntian stomped his foot and looked very regretful. However, the ancestral hall was hidden in a corner of the residence, so it was not easy to call people to surround and attack.
They could only watch as the mysterious person escaped.
Jiang Baiqu returned to the remote inn where he was temporarily staying. After that, she steadied herself and carefully returned to the room through the window. Then, she closed the window. He lay on the bed, sorting out his thoughts and planning his actions for the next day.
Meanwhile, in the palace.
Yan Jin looked at Yi Shuimei and only smiled without saying anything. Since she did not want to say it, he would not force Yi Shuimei.
"I'm not leaving." Yan Jin smiled.”
Yi Shuimei was deeply moved by Yan Jin's casual words. In the harem, there were nine out of ten people who chased fame and fortune. Once you were a popular person in front of the Emperor, your door would be like a market. How many people would be willing to be like Yan Jin, drilling into the palace of a person who was grounded?
Yi Shuimei cried.
Yan Jin smiled and said,"I just hope that you don't die without knowing the reason, lest people think that I know you, Shui Mei. You are really stupid. You can lose inexplicably in chess, but you can't lose your life!”Then she said,"I'll go and explain.”
Yi Shuimei was a little confused. What did he say?
Yan Jin slowly walked out of the hall. Yi Shuimei followed behind him and leaned against the hall door. She saw Yan Jin dragging the seven-pleated Ni Shang to the door and saying something to the person at the door with a light smile.
Although Yi Shuimei stood far away, she heard Yan Jin say arrogantly,""The two of you, I will be staying here today. If His Majesty doesn't come, I might have to stay here tomorrow or the next day.”
The two guards were stunned and did not know what was going on. They were completely frightened by Yan Jin's sword from beyond the sky. However, Yan Jin's smile grew wider." I'm not grounded. If you need me, you can tell Her Highness Consort Xian. Just say that His Majesty has left. My Yan 'er misses Her Highness Consort Xian all the time…"
At this time, Yi Shuimei already understood. Yan Jin was knocking the mountain to scare the tiger."If you dare to touch the water, you have to see that I'm still here!”
Yan 'er smiled as she walked back and held Shui Mei's hand."Shui Mei, you won't blame me for not getting your approval, right?”
Yi Shuimei smiled and couldn't speak. She buried her head in Yan Jin's arms. Yan Jin was like an elder sister hugging a younger sister. He smiled and gave her warmth, then didn't say anything.
At this moment, Yi Shuimei really felt that Yan Jin was like her sister...
They held hands and each closed a door, unaware that Consort Xian had already prepared a gift for them.
The next day. Consort Xian said she was ill.
The concubines of the Eastern Palace were all anxious and uneasy, feeling that this was definitely not a good sign. Yan Jin and Yi Shuimei knew about this, but they had no choice. Now, they were like fish on a chopping block, unable to do anything.
"Aunt Han!" Yan Jin said.
Han Yue trotted over and replied,"Your Highness, Han Yue is here. I don't know what your Highness has to say."”
Yan Jin said," I have nothing to do with Shui Mei. Thank you for your hard work, Aunt. Go to Mo Yun Hall and get the zither and flute from the side room."”
Han Yue bowed and replied.
"Don't worry, the guards at the door won't dare to make things difficult for you.”That's right, the guards at the door had seen Yan Jin's majesty. Although it was not the kind of anger that caused his eyebrows to stand up, it was much scarier than anger.
Shui Mei was also dressed properly at this time. Under Yan Jin's comfort, she gradually recovered her radiant appearance. Yan Jin smiled. Although Shui Mei didn't tell him what was in her heart, he was always happy to see her gradually getting better.
Not long after, Han Yue came back with the qin. She ran all the way. She panted, but she heard Yan Jin laugh and say,"Aunt Han, there's no hurry…Why do you have to?”
Han Yue put down his flute and said anxiously,""Empress, something happened."
"What is it?" Yi Shuimei and Yan Jin spoke almost at the same time. The two of them looked at each other and smiled, waiting for the answer.
Han Yue's voice was clearly a little flustered, but she was usually calm in the face of danger. Yan Jin sensed potential danger from this.
"After Consort Xian fell ill, she invited a group of monks to the palace to perform a ritual…" Han Yue said anxiously.
Yi Shuimei took a cup of tea and said,"You can speak slowly."”
Han Yue took the cup and nodded to express his thanks. However, he was not in the mood to drink at all. He took a deep breath and said,"Those mages said that there was a demon in the southeast corner of the palace!”
Yi Shuimei laughed out loud when she heard this."Ha, I live in the southeast corner. What do they dare to do? Get rid of me?"
However, Yan Jin seemed to have thought of something and slowly said,"No, no matter what, Consort Xian wouldn't dare to touch your…"
Yi Shuimei thought about it carefully. It was the same. She suddenly felt that the laughter could not hide the impending danger.
Yan Jin sighed and said," Shui Mei, even if you and I calculate everything now, we don't know what she wants to do. I can only accompany you for a moment. I'll accompany you for a moment on behalf of His Majesty."”
Yi Shuimei was stunned because Yan Jin said three words,"On behalf of His Majesty". Yan Jin said this because she still believed that Jiang Baiqu still loved Yi Shuimei. It was only because of love that he hated her.
Yi Shuimei smiled coldly, as if hearing these two words would weigh heavily on her fragile nerves. She did not answer.
Yan Jin did not care. Before she spoke, she had already thought of the outcome. It was already rare for two women not to be jealous of each other. She did not ask for anything else. It was even more fortunate that they could become friends today.
Yan Jin slowly stood up and stretched his body. He took the flute from the table and sat down again.
She pressed her red lips against her mouth and blew a note. She tested the tone and then smiled."Shui Mei, don't tell me you don't know how to play the zither.”
Yi Shuimei smiled. As long as she didn't mention those annoying things, she could still smile. Even if she lived in contradictory pain all the time, when Yan Jin smiled at her, she couldn't refuse no matter what.
Yi Shuimei and Yan Jin played their instruments at the same time. The two of them did not even say what they were playing.
At first, it was Yan Jin's flute that triggered Yi Shuimei's zither music. However, after rubbing, hooking, picking, and twisting, Yi Shuimei's zither music could not suppress a self-lamenting rhythm no matter what.
Yan Jin's heart turned cold as he thought to himself," She's just pretending to be fine…" Yan Jin's heart softened. The flute could no longer be free and unrestrained. Instead, it was affected by the sound of the zither. After a long time, she softened her tone and the tune finally became mellow.
Yan Jin's musical skills were higher than Shui Mei's, but at this moment, he could no longer control the melody. When he smiled helplessly, he heard Yi Shuimei sing,"
My beauty is on the bank of the river.
The crabapple flower shattered, and a dance of flowing light returned a thousand times.
Lanzhi flew with the wind, and fireworks were easily scattered.
Who was Mulan Zhou Du Chenxiao that year?
My beauty is on the river bank
Begonia is still there, dew frost on banana reed.
The doors and rooms of emperors and marquises are as deep as the sea and the palace.
Who is still coming on the Mulan boat?
The east is white, and the peach blossoms are transplanted.
how many poems and oeuvres are there to console each other?
On the river bank, the fan of love once flew like a butterfly.
When Yan Jin heard this, he also felt a chill. Under that sentimental tone, he finally could not suppress the sadness in his heart." The beauty of Biwu is in the river…This song is about Bai Qu and Shuimei meeting each other…"
She suddenly thought of herself. She was not lacking in looks, elegance, and even could surpass him. Was it because she was too cunning, or was it because she could always understand his feelings that the two of them became bosom friends?
She was not stingy with using the word cunning to describe herself. However, she knew that after becoming bosom friends, the relationship between the two of them could no longer be limited to the word love. Now, if she had to choose, would she be a bosom friend or a lover?
At this moment, just as the song was going to repeat itself, two clapping sounds could be heard from outside the hall. Then, an emotionless voice came over,""What a good one, my beauty is in the river!”
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