Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Chapter 112 Wei Zhuang: Why did I get beaten?

The second floor of Zilanxuan is called Ziyuge.

This is the largest and most luxurious private room in Zilan Pavilion, which is usually only opened to high-ranking nobles when they invite friends.

But today, Ying Jing enjoyed this treatment all by himself.

Ying Jing sat lazily in front of the table, while Zi Nu knelt beside him, her face showing a hint of helplessness.

She was still holding a wine pot in her hands, pouring wine.

Right by the window of this elegant room, there was a seven-stringed zither made of Phoebe zhennan wood.

Behind the seven-stringed zither, a young girl dressed in a moon-white short-sleeved dress sat gracefully.

Her features were exquisite; her delicate oval face was like a flawless piece of jade, her nose was delicate, her lips were small and pink, and her starry eyes were calm and gentle, exuding a fresh and elegant temperament.

She wore a jade necklace with green willow leaves and white jade beads around her neck, and gold openwork decorations on her shoulders that extended all the way to her chest. She also wore jade and pearl accessories on her head, which added to her noble air.

Her long, black hair was smooth and reached her waist; she was gentle and graceful, with slender fingers plucking the strings of a zither.

The music was melodious and pleasant to listen to, like a clear spring flowing and tinkling, giving people a soothing feeling.

“Miss Nongyu’s musical skills are already the best in the world. Even Kuang Xiu of Zhao might not be able to match them.”

Ying Jing was also in a great mood at the moment, and after taking a sip of wine, he couldn't help but praise him.

Zi Nu pours wine, Nong Yu plays the zither; this is truly the greatest enjoyment in the world.

"Lord Changxin, you flatter me."

Zi Nu's gaze was somewhat unfocused, and she had no interest in exchanging compliments with Ying Jing.

Black and white Xuanjian, the straight blade takes lives, the reverse blade suppresses souls, those are the most terrifying first-class assassins in the Luo Wang!

Wei Zhuang was completely at a disadvantage in the clash of their auras.

Moreover, he has already been gone with Hei Bai Xuan Jian for a while now...

Although I have always had great confidence in Wei Zhuang, the aura of Hei Bai Xuan Jian beside Lord Changxin is simply too terrifying!

Its sheer aura was enough to transport one to a dark inferno, far surpassing even Wei Zhuang's power.

Zi Nu was truly worried about fighting such a terrifying figure.

It was also out of concern that Wei Zhuang would be killed that Zi Nu had no choice but to compromise, summoning Nong Yu to play the zither and personally accompanying him.

Fortunately, what she feared didn't seem to have happened...

So far, Lord Changxin, who came from the Qin state, has behaved very gentlemanly and has not made any offensive moves.

"Miss Zi Nu can rest assured. The gap between Wei Zhuang and Hei Bai Xuan Jian is huge. He will be able to show mercy."

Ying Jing sipped the orchid wine poured by Zi Nu, looking relaxed and at ease.

The two successors of Guigu in this generation, Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang, are both very talented. If given enough time, it is not impossible for them to surpass Xuan Jian.

However, as of now, they are still far from achieving their goals.

It was precisely because the gap was so large that Hei Bai Xuan Jian was able to completely overwhelm him without harming his life.

If Wei Zhuang truly possesses strength approaching that of Hei Bai Xuan Jian, then Hei Bai Xuan Jian would have no choice but to hold back, and would instead be in danger.

rest assured?

Zi Nu was somewhat speechless. Everyone said the difference in strength was huge, so how could she be at ease?

However, judging from Changxin Jun's appearance, Wei Zhuang should not be in any danger.

Just then, the piece ended, but the beautiful music still lingered in my ears.

“Miss Nongyu has already played two pieces and must be a little tired. Why don’t you come over and have a drink and rest for a while?”

Ying Jing waved his hand; he still felt sorry for the little girl.

The girl sitting behind the golden nanmu zither was slightly taken aback. Hearing Ying Jing's words, she seemed hesitant and could only look at Zi Nu.

"Since Lord Changxin has spoken, Nongyu, you might as well come and rest here."

Having received Zi Nu's reply, Nong Yu finally stood up. The emerald green high heels, which should have looked out of place, were actually perfectly beautiful on her feet.

She moved with light, graceful steps, her demeanor dignified, like a lady from a noble family.

Ying Jing carefully examined her. He had seen many beauties in this world, but Nongyu gave him the most unique feeling.

clean……

Ying Jing couldn't think of any more words to describe it, but that was the feeling Nongyu gave him.

Perhaps, this is what a pure soul is?

Zi Nu, who was constantly watching Ying Jing's expression, suddenly felt a sinking feeling in her heart.

Is Changxin-jun finally going to reveal his true colors? He's been so respectful to her all along, but he's actually just after Nongyu!

Zi Nu touched the jade bracelet on her wrist, her thoughts a mix of emotions.

He even couldn't help but look at a huge bronze mirror inside the Purple Jade Pavilion.

While it's nice to have a young girl like Nongyu, she's not old yet...

It was at this time.

"Your Majesty."

Accompanied by respectful whispers, Hei Bai Xuan Jian has returned.

He was completely unharmed, still holding the black and white blades in his hand, and his aura remained almost unchanged.

Where is Wei Zhuang?

Zi Nu couldn't help but ask.

Hei Bai Xuan Jian first looked at Ying Jing, and only after Ying Jing nodded did he reply: "He's fine. My sword strike didn't hit any vital organs. He just needs to rest more and should be back soon."

Having received such a positive reply, Zi Nu finally felt a little relieved.

"Thank you for your mercy, Lord Changxin. Zilanxuan has failed to provide adequate hospitality. To express my apologies, Zinu offers you a toast."

Having confirmed that Wei Zhuang was alright, Zi Nu seemed to have regained her usual charming and shrewd demeanor.

Nongyu had already arrived at Ying Jing's desk and poured herself a cup of wine.

"Nongyu also toasts Lord Changxin."

Ying Jing nodded with a smile, accepting the apology.

At this moment, a ragged figure appeared at the entrance of the Purple Jade Pavilion.

His strong body was covered with sword marks, and there was still traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. He could only barely support his body with his shark teeth.

Wei Zhuang's aura was very weak, and his sharp sword intent seemed to have been scattered. Even if one tried to sense it carefully, one could only detect a very weak trace of it.

Clearly, he hadn't gained any advantage from going out to fight with Hei Bai Xuan Jian, and he was seriously injured this time.

But the injuries on his body were actually secondary.

Inside the Purple Jade Pavilion.

Zi Nu and Nong Yu knelt on either side of Chang Xin Jun, each with a smile on their faces, occasionally offering a cup of wine or a bite of food.

Wei Zhuang's face immediately darkened, wondering why he had to endure this beating.

He enjoys challenging skilled opponents, but he dislikes being one-sidedly defeated.

He had absolutely no chance to fight back against that two-handed swordsman.

Because of Ying Jing's influence, the battle at Weijiazhuang was not fought. Since emerging from seclusion, the two strategists of this generation have had a smooth journey without encountering any setbacks.

Today, it can be considered that Wei Zhuang has made up for it.

He silently observed the situation inside the Purple Jade Pavilion, confirming that there was no danger.

Wei Zhuang didn't speak. He turned around and left, his back view somewhat desolate.

A proud swordsman doesn't need comforting; he will silently lick his wounds, learn from experience, and become stronger on his own!