At this time, Li Changan noticed a girl on the stage. This girl's facial features were extremely delicate, with a perfect oval face, picturesque eyebrows, and skin as smooth as jade.
The most important thing is that he looks exactly like Li Qiushui.
This girl should be Duan Yu's fairy sister Wang Yuyan, she is so beautiful.
I wonder if Xiaoyao Sect can still meet Duan Yu now that he is here.
When Huang Rong saw Li Changan staring at Wang Yuyan non-stop, she must have lost her soul because of her good looks. She snorted coldly and turned her face away.
It means I am unhappy.
Come and coax me.
The kind that makes you unhappy.
Li Changan turned around and touched his nose in embarrassment when he saw Huang Rong like this. Is this little girl jealous?
"Hey, Rong'er, do you think this woman looks exactly like Senior Sister Li Qiushui? So I took a few more glances. Don't be angry."
"Really? Look, your soul has been taken away."
"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, just look and see if she looks exactly like Senior Sister."
Li Changan joked again: "Hey, Ronger won't be jealous, right?"
Huang Rong blushed when she heard this. What did she say? She felt ashamed to see others.
Seeing Huang Rong's embarrassment, Li Changan stopped teasing her and looked at the stage with interest.
It can be felt that Wang Yuyan has reached the early stage of innate state. In the original book, her meridians were blocked and she could not practice cultivation. It seems that her senior brother opened it and passed on a lot of internal energy to her.
Wang Yuyan is the first postdoctoral fellow in martial arts theory research!
Every time her opponent makes a move, she can predict the opponent's moves very well, and the opponent is helpless, but it is still a bit stiff.
Li Changan felt that Wang Yuyan should also go out for a walk in the world. She had not yet experienced a real battle. Good theory and high level had no effect.
This is called combining theory and practice.
Li Changan looked at Li Qiushui: "Senior sister, is this your granddaughter? She is a martial arts wizard."
"Yes, Yu Yan is a child with a high level of understanding. She was familiar with the books in the Langhuan Jade Cave, and now she can practice martial arts with half the effort."
Suddenly he remembered something and snorted: "This kid is good at everything, but if he thinks about Murong Fu all day long, he is not a good person at first glance."
Li Changan thought for a while, but there was nothing he could do: "Senior sister, she is still young now and has not experienced much. She knows people and faces but not their hearts. When my junior brother goes down the mountain and takes her to see this deceitful world, she will be able to see this Murong Fu clearly."
Li Qiushui's eyes lit up, his junior brother had a good idea.
The key is if Yu Yan can fall in love with her junior brother, then she won't think about that bullshit Murong Fu all day long.
The one they were most satisfied with was Li Changan. They originally wanted to let Yuyan meet him first, but now isn't it a good opportunity?
"Chang'an, why don't I betroth Yuyan to you? Senior sister is most satisfied with you. Others look down on her, especially Murong Fu."
Li Changan was startled and said quickly: "Senior sister, don't be joking. Senior nephew Yuyan and I have never met, and I already have Rong'er."
……
Far away on the other side is the Zhangtai Palace in Xianyang of the Qin Dynasty.
Sitting on it, reading and writing, was a young man wearing a black dragon robe, who was also the current King of Qin.
On both sides of the young man, stood two equally young youths. One of them was wearing black armor, a sword tied to his waist, and a helmet on his head.
Standing here is like a big tree with roots, motionless. Meticulous guarding.
A young eunuch hurried over and knelt respectfully in front of Ying Zheng.
"Zhao Gao, see the king!"
Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at the visitor.
"What's the matter?"
Zhao Gao glanced at the two guards, and Ying Zheng waved them out.
After the two men went out and closed the door, Zhao Gao took out a secret report and presented it to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng opened it and his eyes shrank. Then he recovered and just looked at the secret report.
The entire Zhangtai Palace was eerily quiet, as if you could hear the breathing of the two people.
Zhao Gao, who was lying on the ground, felt his surroundings getting colder and colder.
"Does anyone else know about this?"
After an unknown amount of time, Ying Zheng raised his head and looked at Zhao Gao.
"Back to your Majesty, the spy who inquired about this news has committed suicide, and the family has taken care of it properly."
Ying Zheng asked: "Don't worry about this matter for now. The most urgent thing is to get back the royal seal first."
"Your Majesty, the black soldiers cultivated now have penetrated into most officials. What should we do next?"
Ying Zheng sat at the table and tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table.
"Stand still for the time being, there are still some preparations that have not been made."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Zhao Gao stood up and saluted Ying Zheng before retreating.
Ying Zheng just sat quietly on the chair and read the secret report. Two lines of tears fell from his eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Mother, I didn't expect you to treat me like this."
Wiping some tears from his face, he became expressionless again. He wrote a letter on the table: "Give this letter to Mei Jian and ask them to go back to Chang'an first."
"promise."
Ying Zheng's voice fell, and a voice came out of the darkness of the palace.
