The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 755: Xuanpin's Heartfelt Communication
Yao Ji pursed her lips and said in an awkward voice: "Your Majesty, this is related to my reputation after all. I beg Your Majesty to be flexible." Her voice was so soft that it seemed like it could be easily blown away by the breeze.

Ying Zheng sighed in his heart, she is truly worthy of being the daughter of Wushan, delicate, gentle and beautiful, with a noble character.

Great! She is a gentle lady like jade! She can be deceived!

Ying Zheng looked stern, waved his sleeves, snorted, and was obviously a little unhappy. He frowned and said loudly: "Since the goddess has made a request, I can't refuse it."

"Tomorrow I will write down today's events, causes and consequences, and show them to the world."

Yao Ji was still conflicted. If she just explained the truth, she was afraid that no one in the world would believe it. His Majesty's reputation for being romantic was no less than his reputation for being wise.

But Ying Zheng had already said this, and even if she had a thousand words to say, it was really difficult to speak.

In desperation, she had to bow again and said respectfully: "Thank you very much, Your Majesty, for your grace. Thank you very much, Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng let out a long breath, frowned slightly and said: "Goddess, you can leave now. I still need to rest."

Yao Ji hesitated for a moment, bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and as if mustering up her courage, she whispered, "Your Majesty, I have another favor to ask for."

"Hmm?" Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Yao Ji lowered her head guiltily, her voice becoming smaller and smaller, like the buzzing of a mosquito or fly: "Your Majesty, everything I said is true. Tomorrow I will summon Song Yu and ask Your Majesty to make sure he clarifies the facts."

Ying Zheng waved his sleeves heavily, and a gust of wind was swirled as his sleeves fluttered. At this time, the anger in his heart was obviously visible.

Ying Zheng's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "How dare you! The goddess came to help me, and I am grateful. I will always respond to whatever the goddess asks. Why are you asking for more?"

"Is the daughter of the sage Emperor Yan so disrespectful?"

"Although the goddess has done great things for me, I also respect Emperor Yan. I have erected a statue of Emperor Yan in the Temple of the Sages for the people to worship for thousands of years. I have also built temples in all corners of China to worship Emperor Yan at the places where his merits and deeds were born."

"I respect the goddess, not only for her help, but also for her virtue of suppressing the evil dragon's resentment and saving countless people; secondly, because the goddess is the daughter of Emperor Yan; thirdly, because the goddess has a noble character, a clear mind and a beautiful figure, and I love her very much. Therefore, I respect the goddess, but the goddess is rude again and again, which is really rude!"

"I have spoken my word. Send an edict to Song Yu. If what the goddess said is true, how dare he not make the truth known to the world?"

"If there is another reason, we can discuss it later. But what do you mean, Goddess? Are you asking me to make you speak nonsense without knowing the truth?!"

Yao Ji was frightened by Ying Zheng's sudden majesty, and her originally fair face instantly became even paler.

She quickly bowed and explained: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I have absolutely no such intention, absolutely no such intention."

"Your Majesty is the Holy Emperor of the ages, the Holy Lord of the world. I dare not criticize your orders."

"I am really just worried about my reputation and the reputation of my father, the emperor. Song Yu is already old, and I am really worried that he will pass away at any time, and then everything will be over."

Yao Ji bowed again, her voice full of grievance: "Your Majesty, please understand. I have always respected and admired you for a long time. I would never dare to be rude to you."

Ying Zheng let out a long sigh.

He snorted lightly, and his tone softened a little: "Listen to both sides and you will be enlightened. Listen to only one side and you will be confused. I am not doubting the goddess, but it is just what she said. I cannot listen to only one side. I will investigate this matter carefully and will definitely clear the name of the goddess."

Yao Ji looked embarrassed, her eyes lowered, as if misty, she wanted to say something but hesitated, unable to speak.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng's expression eased a little, and his tone became even slower. He said softly, "If the goddess has anything to prove her innocence and convince me, I can also force Song Yu to clarify and stop him from talking nonsense. Do you have any?"

Yao Ji opened her eyes wide, and those eyes were like a clear spring, but now they were full of bitterness. She bit her lower lip lightly, and this look made Ying Zheng feel itchy.

No wonder Yao Ji was in such a dilemma. Since ancient times, those who spread rumors can open their mouths just by opening them, while those who refute them have to run around to refute them, and even running around to refute them may not be effective.

Because the cost of spreading rumors is too low, and clarifying them is too difficult.

Especially when it comes to romantic scandals involving such legendary figures, it is even more difficult to clarify, no matter how much you talk about it.

What's more, Yao Ji is just a spirit now, which makes it even more difficult to clarify. There is no evidence at all and it is impossible to provide it.

It is a fabricated thing, and it is a dream. How can we talk about it? It is something illusory.

The dream was awakened without a trace, there was no evidence. In fact, if she thought about it carefully, she would find a huge loophole in Ying Zheng's words, that is, whether Song Yu dared and would go against Ying Zheng.

The main reason was that Yao Ji was confused by Ying Zheng and became confused because of her concern.

She is too kind. If she were someone more aggressive and cunning, she would not fall for Ying Zheng's tricks at all.

Yao Ji lowered her head, her expression changing constantly, just like the colorful clouds over the Twelve Peaks of Wushan Mountain at sunset.

Ying Zheng was not in a hurry. He waved his hand to produce a dragon throne and sat on it, supporting his head with one hand. His posture revealed a bit of laziness, but his eyes were fixed on the peerless beauty in front of him.

I have to say that Yao Ji was so beautiful, really breathtakingly beautiful, and her temperament was so gentle and kind that Ying Zheng simply couldn't resist her.

He has always been a person who must get what he wants.

The goddess of Wushan in front of me, when she first came, was as bright as the sun shining on the roof beams; when she came a little closer, she was as bright as the bright moon. In a moment, her beauty was revealed. She was as bright as a flower, and as warm as a crystal. The five colors were running together, and it was impossible to describe her. Looking at her carefully, it was breathtaking.

She has a plump and dignified appearance, and a gentle and mellow face. Her eyes are bright and clear, and her vision is beautiful. Her eyebrows are as beautiful as those of an eyebrow, and her lips are as red as red. She has a strong character, and a relaxed mind. She is both charming in the quiet and graceful in the world.

She is truly a feast for the eyes. Such a stunning goddess is a delight just to look at. Ying Zheng is in no hurry at all and must do it for her today.

Sure enough, Yao Ji thought about it again and again, hesitated for a long time, and put forward a suggestion.

Yao Ji hesitated, her voice lingering in her throat for a long time before she whispered in a voice that couldn't be any quieter: "Your Majesty, it's just my soul that's visiting me. It's really hard to prove it, but I have a way to prove it."

"Since the day I was born, I have never, never."

Yao Ji bit her teeth, her pretty face flushed, and she managed to speak, "I have never had any experience with yin and yang harmony. I am a pure yin, without any yang. I am now in your majesty's soul and dream. Your majesty's cultivation is so profound that you can know it as long as you touch my soul."

When Ying Zheng heard this, he shook his head and refused without hesitation: "Oh, how can this be? The goddess is pure and innocent, how can I be rude to her?"

Although he said this, he stood up nimbly.

Yao Ji turned her head to the side, her eyes dodging, and whispered, "It's nothing. It's in your majesty's soul palace anyway, and no one else knows about it. It's not like I'm doing anything rude. Your majesty only needs to touch my hand, and you'll know immediately if what I said is true or not."

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, "Since that's the case, I have no choice but to offend you."

As he spoke, he walked slowly towards Yao Ji with steady steps. When Ying Zheng approached, Yao Ji, who was originally just a little shy, instantly turned into extreme nervousness.

When the two met just now, Ying Zheng was sitting on the dragon couch, and Yao Ji could see that he was tall and majestic, but the two kept a certain distance, and she was also polite and obedient, so she didn't have any specific feelings.

After entering Ying Zheng's soul purple palace, Yao Ji saw that Ying Zheng was completely naked. Her face turned red with shame. She turned her head to the side, never daring to look directly at Ying Zheng, and always kept a distance of more than three meters from Ying Zheng.

But as Ying Zheng got closer, she was surprised to find that his majesty was very tall and majestic.

When Ying Zheng was only two feet away from Yao Ji, Yao Ji came to her senses. The person in front of her was like a towering mountain, bringing a great sense of oppression.

In this purple palace of soul, both of them are people with extraordinary cultivation. The image of this soul is no different from the physical body.

Yao Ji is a goddess of peerless beauty. Her beauty and temperament do not need more words. Just read the "Ode to the Goddess" to know a little bit. However,
She was just a young girl who died young. She has always maintained the appearance of a young girl. Although her figure is perfectly proportioned and is simply a work of art made by heaven and earth, her height is...
She was less than seven feet tall and a petite beauty with a small frame. This was not considered short, but in front of Ying Zheng's eight-foot-eight-inch tall and strong figure, she was like a little fox facing a tiger. She looked extremely lovely and petite.

Ying Zheng looked at the imperial daughter who lowered her head and dared not look up in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled slightly. There was a hint of playfulness in that smile, and he took another step closer.

Yao Ji instinctively wanted to step back and her feet subconsciously moved, but as soon as her body moved, she pretended to be calm and stopped.

She secretly encouraged herself in her heart. She had a clear conscience, so what was there to be afraid of?
As soon as Ying Zheng raised his hand, Yao Ji's heart suddenly tightened, and she panicked again, but she still resisted the urge to retreat, and slowly raised her little hand. Her little hand was as white as jade, like sheep fat, and exuded a soft luster in the dim light of the soul purple palace.

She died young and had never had any close contact with men. After her rebirth, she practiced hard for hundreds of years before she was able to move freely, but by then, the world had already changed.

Everything has changed. Her father the Emperor has returned to heaven and earth, and her younger sister has transformed into Jingwei and followed the Queen Mother of the West to meditate in Kunlun. She can only live alone in this world.

Facing the strange world, she didn't dare to go out and wander around in the world at first, and could only wander in the mountains alone, accompanied by the beasts and birds in the mountains. Moreover, there were few people on earth at that time, and it was difficult to see human habitation.

When she was really lonely, she would enter into meditation or fall into a deep sleep. Until she could no longer bear the loneliness, she left Wushan and wandered around the human world. However, she had not had any contact with people for nearly a thousand years, and she had completely lost touch with the outside world.

(End of this chapter)