Qinling Mountains.
Mount Li.
Inside the tomb.
In the white jade coffin.
Ying Changye was cultivating the Nine Revolutions Ghost Taming Art.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled into a smile.
A connection in his soul told him.
Dawn dreamed of Mount Li.
Speaking of which, Ying Changye was also very surprised.
He had only played a few songs to help Xiaomeng break through.
He did not expect that he would accidentally plant a soul seal in his soul.
This Soul Seal was different from the ones Lu Bu and Baiqi had.
There wasn't such a strong master-slave relationship.
On the contrary, there was a special reason that caused the other party to trust him.
If one had to describe it…
Ying Changye didn't have the authority to order Xiaomeng.
However, Xiaomeng was willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of winning Changye.
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It was night.
On the peak of Mount Li.
A beautiful figure slowly walked up.
Her long silver hair cascaded down her shoulders like a white waterfall.
Carrying the emerald green Qiuli on her back, Xiaomeng arrived at the peak of the mountain.
He looked around.
The moon shone brightly on the earth.
It covered the mountains, valleys, and forests with a layer of silver silk.
The night was silent, and there was no one around.
A hint of melancholy appeared on Xiaomeng's delicate face."
He did not come…
Xiaomeng was disappointed.
Previously, when he was at Mount Li, Ying Changye would go up the mountain to play music every day.
It also gave her a slight illusion.
He thought that as long as it was night, Ying Changye would go up the mountain.
And during the time when Li Mountain broke through.
Xiaomeng didn't even ask where Ying Changye lived.
Now that he wanted to find it, he had no idea where to start.
"Phew!"
Xiaomeng exhaled softly.
Looking at the night view of Mount Li under the night sky, she felt lost.
"Ta…"
At this moment, footsteps came from behind Xiaomeng.
Xiaomeng turned around and saw a pale and delicate face smiling at her.
Instantly, a long-lost feeling arose spontaneously.
He quickly took two steps forward and said in surprise,"Young Master Qin!"”
Xiaomeng, who had always been cold and indifferent, was now showing a side of her that no one knew about.
If the disciples of the Dao Sect and the Heavenly Sect were here, their jaws would drop.
This was…Was it really that Martial Uncle Xiaomeng who was as cold as frost all year round?
At the top of Mount Li.
Ying Changye looked at Xiaomeng with a faint smile.
Xiaomeng seemed to have realized that she had lost her composure.
She lowered her head in embarrassment.
"Miss Xiaomeng, how have you been?" Ying Changye asked.”
Hearing this, Xiaomeng raised her head.
He looked at Ying Changye and said worriedly,""Young Master Qin, you weren't injured a few days ago, right?”
Ying Changye immediately understood.
It seemed that when he received the backlash a few days ago.
It wasn't just a few members of Yiling who had suffered with him.
At that time, Miss Xiaomeng must have suffered a certain degree of backlash.
Thinking of this, Ying Changye smiled and said,""No worries!"
"I just suffered a small injury a few days ago."
Dreamlore thought to herself that she had indeed suffered mental damage that day.
His first reaction was that Young Master Qin might be injured.
I didn't expect it to be so. But how did I know?
Could it be…Mind connection?
Thinking of this, Xiaomeng blushed.
She lowered her head and did not speak…
On the mountaintop, the two of them bathed in the moonlight.
He didn't say anything else.
The atmosphere instantly became awkward.
In the dark, Wen Ning used his toes to carve out a Xianyang Palace for Ying Changye.
He slapped his forehead and thought to himself, Young Master is really too straightforward!
(Don't even talk about the main character GJ. It's a personal test. It's straight!))
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Xianyang Palace.
In the First Emperor's bedroom.
Ying Zheng was shrouded in a black robe.
His expression was as dark as water.
No one knew what he was thinking about.
"Zhang Han!"
Ying Zheng called out.
Outside the door, Zhang Han entered.”
"What instructions do you have?"
"How's the news going?" asked Ying Zheng absent-mindedly.”
"Your Majesty, the news has already spread."”
"The spies of the major powers in Xianyang have already sent back the news.”
"I believe that it won't be long before these factions take action.”
"Hmm?" Ying Zheng nodded and asked randomly.
"I won't be in the palace these few days.”
"Did anything happen in the palace?"
"Your Majesty." Zhang Han hesitated for a moment.”
"Today, all the young masters have come to meet Your Majesty outside the bedroom.”
"Oh?" Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly, and his complexion turned slightly better.
"Everyone's here?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhang Han nodded.
"There are a total of twenty-two young masters.”
"It's just that young master Fusu and young master Huhai are having an unpleasant argument outside the door…"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng was interested.
Other than Ying Changye, who had left the palace since he was a child.
Fu Su and Huhai were the two people he thought the most highly of among his many children.
Ying Zheng knew that these two people were always at loggerheads with each other.
But even if he knew, he did not interfere.
After all, he was young and didn't have any spirit.
How can we achieve great things in the future?
Immediately, Ying Zheng asked,"
"What happened between them?”
Zhang Han took a deep breath.
He told Ying Zheng everything that happened during the day in detail.
A moment later.
Ying Zheng listened to Zhang Han's story.
His expression was no longer as interested as before.
Instead, he looked irritated.”
Inside the bedroom.
Ying Zheng was enraged, and the pressure of a Celestial Phenomenon cultivator swept out.
The temperature in the bedchamber plummeted, and a cold aura permeated the air.
Zhang Han's body trembled as he knelt on the ground.
"Your Majesty, please calm down!"
"The two young masters are only young and impetuous…"
Ying Zheng tried his best to suppress his anger.
He exhaled slowly and looked at Zhang Han."Zhang Han."
"Do you know why I am angry?”
Zhang Han was stunned and shook his head.
"Your Majesty, I…I don't know."
Ying Zheng stood up and took two steps forward.
He came to the window and looked at the stars in the sky. He slowly said,
"Do you remember the child who left the palace thirteen years ago?”
Hearing this, Zhang Han paused.
He didn't reply in time, but he was lost in his memories.
Thirteen years ago, the Eldest Young Master was seven years old.
Smart and understanding.
He also knew how to figure out His Majesty's thoughts.
At that time, His Majesty was in charge of all the political affairs in and out of the Qin Empire.
He was often beaten up.
He would always have a gloomy face and could fly into a rage at any time.
As for the personal guards of His Majesty, they naturally had to be extra careful.
However, what was unbelievable was…
No matter how angry His Majesty was.
As long as he saw Young Master Evernight, he would definitely be in a good mood and laugh heartily.
At that time, the Eldest Young Master had spent a long night.
He was treated as a savior by the servants around His Majesty.
Once His Majesty's expression was slightly unhappy, someone would persuade him,"
"Your Majesty, it's been a long time since you've visited Young Master Changye. I'm sure he misses you.”
When His Majesty heard this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up into a smile.
It was as if hearing this name would make a lot of her worries disappear.
As time passed, His Majesty also formed a habit.
Once he had any troubles, he would head to the Eternal Night Prince's bedchamber.
When he came out again, he was already in high spirits and his expression was gentle.
However, all of this…
It all came to an abrupt end on a day thirteen years ago.
Young Master Changsheng, who was diagnosed with a terminal illness, was sent out of Xianyang Palace.
From then on, the smile on His Majesty's face.
It gradually decreased day by day until it disappeared without a trace.
It had become a cold and imposing aura that had never changed in ten thousand years, making one feel intimidated.
Thinking of this, Zhang Han sighed softly.
He knew that His Majesty missed Young Master Evernight.
Then, he carefully said,""Your Majesty."
"Of course I remember!"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng nodded.
"Then do you think he's still alive?" he asked, looking out the window.”
Zhang Han's body shook and he quickly said,""Young Master Evernight is blessed with a great life. He must be living well!”
Ying Zheng did not stare at the moonlight outside the window. His expression was complicated.
After a long while, he muttered,"I hope so…"
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