The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 756: Wushan Goddess (6K)

Time flows slowly, like a rushing river.

For Yao Ji, nearly a thousand years passed in a flash. But for the human world, the world has long been full of changes, and people and things have been constantly changing.

A thousand years passed in a flash, and the ruler of heaven and earth was already Emperor Shun. Thinking back to the era of her father, Emperor Yan, it seemed like a world away.

Fortunately, her deeds were known to others, and she was treated well by Emperor Shun. However, she still could not integrate into the new human world, and soon had to return to Wushan with melancholy.

She was like a bird lost in the fog, unable to fly out of it. In the end, she could only return to Wushan quietly like a tired bird returning to its nest.

She is just the daughter of Wushan. Only the clouds and mist of Wushan can understand everything about her and embrace her tenderly.

(Yaoji reference picture)

Later, King Dayu asked her to suppress the resentment of the twelve evil dragons, and she readily agreed.

In her long and uneventful life, being able to do something meaningful is extremely important to her.

The days passed slowly, she practiced, slept, and woke up to suppress her resentment day after day, it was plain, simple, and boring.

In her spare time, she would travel around the world, trying to learn new knowledge and understand the new world.

But she seldom communicates with others. After all, this world is too strange to her and is developing too fast.

It always seems like everything is just getting familiar, but when you wake up again, everything becomes strange again.

There are more and more people in the world, and it is becoming more and more prosperous and lively, but she feels more and more out of place.

For this reason, she even prefers to sleep rather than face the world that changes too quickly.

Later, as the vitality of heaven and earth became thinner, the range of her activities became smaller and smaller, and now she can't even leave the river basin.

It was not that she had not been curious about the idea of ​​getting close to men. During these thousands of years, she had seen countless heroes, as numerous as the fish in the sea.

But in her eyes, no one can really catch her eye.

Of course, there are also various reasons such as bad timing and lack of fate.

And for her, time always passed too quickly.

The last time she woke up was more than eighty years ago, but she fell asleep again after two or three years. This time she woke up was twenty years ago.

It was because while she was sleeping, she vaguely heard people discussing a name that they hadn't heard for a long time - her younger sister Jingwei.

This name is like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly causing thousands of waves.

When she woke up, it took her a lot of effort to figure out the situation.

The younger sister Jingwei, under the order of her father the Emperor, appeared in the dream of the present King of Qin and taught him medical skills.

She couldn't understand what happened. Her younger sister was in Kunlun, thousands of miles away from Xianyang. How could she come to Xianyang?
Besides, my little sister never sends messages in dreams.

Also, the emperor father had passed away long ago, so how could he allow my little sister to appear in his dream?

She also heard that there had been incidents of the black bird appearing in dreams before, which meant that the bird appeared in quite a few dreams for the King of Qin.

Although she didn't understand it, Yao Ji wrote down the name of the King of Qin - Ying Zheng.

She naturally thought that Ying Zheng was lying, but she didn't like to think the worst of people and didn't want to think about it too much.

She also wanted to go to Xianyang to find out the truth, but with the current vitality of heaven and earth, she could no longer go there.

But this time when she woke up, she didn't rush to fall asleep as usual.

She wanted to find out about her younger sister Jingwei.

This time, she had not slept for more than 20 years, which was a rare time. Apart from the matter of her younger sister Jingwei, another thing she knew was the matter between King Huai of Chu and Song Yu, which almost made her faint with anger.

But she had no choice but to swallow her bitterness and not express it in words.

Song Yu didn't dare to say it directly, what could she do?
She didn't know how to solve the problem of rumors. Unless she got help from someone who had the final say, there was absolutely no hope.

She almost wanted to give up. If it weren't for the matter of Jingwei, she would have fallen asleep long ago.

As a result, after waiting for more than 20 years, Ying Zheng finally came.

For more than 20 years, she paid close attention to Ying Zheng's movements. She watched Ying Zheng sweep across the world until he unified the world, but Ying Zheng never left Xianyang.

It had not appeared until Xianyang was renamed Shendu.

She was considering whether to just forget it.

Under the current circumstances, it is certain that this emperor was lying about my younger sister.

But in the end, I gritted my teeth and decided to wait.

I've waited for more than 20 years, so it doesn't matter if I wait another 20 years. There will always be a chance, right?
No matter what, I have to meet this emperor.

Even if he fabricated the story about my younger sister, it would be good to ask him for help in clearing his reputation.

I've waited for so many years, but I can't even see you. I really can't accept it!
She really wanted to meet this most troublesome person in her 4,000-year divine life.

At such a young age, he already starts lying, and he’s so good at lying!

Why haven't you left the capital yet?!
Logically speaking, the Lord of Heaven and Earth should travel around the world.

Over the past twenty years, she has been paying full attention to Ying Zheng and has not dared to slack off at all.

She would pay attention to any news as soon as possible, read the court bulletins more attentively than anyone else, and often went to the human world to eavesdrop on the news.

But until this moment, in this dreamlike scene, Ying Zheng gently held her little hand.

Her small and delicate jade hand was instantly completely covered by Ying Zheng's broad and big hand.

It was not until now that she had come into contact with Ying Zheng so truly and carefully for the first time.

To be precise, it was the first time in more than 4,000 years that she had such close contact with a man.

Somehow, among all the things Ying Zheng said today, the only thing that came to her mind was Ying Zheng's words, "The goddess has a noble character, a clear mind and a beautiful figure. I love her very much."

She felt as if thousands of deer were beating wildly in her heart, with mixed emotions.

Ying Zheng didn't know how complicated the goddess's heart was, nor did he know what she was thinking. Ying Zheng only had one feeling now.

Hey, this jade hand is so nice.

She is truly worthy of being a goddess who has absorbed the energy and possessed the spirit. Her skin is as white as agar-agar jade, without a single flaw.

Her ten fingers are slender and beautiful, even greener than onions, like the fresh dew on spring ivy, with well-proportioned joints like jade from Kunshan, and her nails are not stained by a speck of dust, with a faint pearlescent sheen.

Ying Zheng sniffed it gently and found that it was indeed a grass (Ganoderma lucidum), with a faint orchid fragrance, so fresh and elegant that it was almost intoxicating.

Yao Ji was completely frozen in place, not daring to move at all.

She could clearly hear the sound of Ying Zheng sniffing. The sound was like a war drum beating in her heart, making her brain go blank.

The face, which was originally as pure white as the snow on Tianshan Mountain, was instantly stained with a hint of crimson, just like the juice of crushed roses dripping onto the calm lake.

At this moment, her thoughts seemed to have come to a standstill.

It was not until Ying Zheng had been playing with her non-stop that Yao Ji felt her body go weak and she gradually came to her senses.

She lowered her head, her voice was like a winding stream in the mountains: "Your Majesty, is it ok?"

Ying Zheng said softly: "My cultivation is low and I am not sure yet, please don't worry, goddess."

As he spoke, Ying Zheng gently but firmly and quickly lifted up the goddess Xian Gui, took her soft index finger into his mouth, and gently licked the fingertip with the tip of his tongue.

"Ah" a cry of surprise instantly came out of Yao Ji's mouth.

The intense stimulation instantly spread from the fingertips to every part of Yao Ji's body, causing her to scream in surprise. Her body was half paralyzed and she instinctively tried to pull her hand away. In her panic, she almost fell to the ground.

However, Ying Zheng was quick to act and took advantage of the situation to hold her slender and delicate waist, not letting her withdraw her hands.

Ying Zheng did it on purpose. As an old hand, he naturally knew that the tip of the index finger was a very sensitive point for many women.

The level of stimulation even exceeds that of many key areas.

But it is only for the opposite sex, and only light licking with the tip of the tongue.

In fact, Ying Zheng didn't need to touch Yao Ji at all. When Yao Ji just entered Ying Zheng's soul purple palace, he already knew that the goddess in front of him was absolutely virgin.

The Purple Palace of the Spirit and Soul is the Niwan Palace, also known as the Palace of the Primordial Spirit, the Palace of Nature, and is also called the Heavenly Valley, the Inner Courtyard, the Mysterious Gate, and the Ancestral Aperture. It is the place where the Primordial Spirit enters and exits. It is the most important place in the body and also the strongest place for the Primordial Spirit.

Ying Zheng's primordial spirit, the Black Dragon Soul, is here. If he wasn't absolutely sure, he would never let anyone in.

It was precisely because of his absolute suppression of Yao Ji that he let her in, and he also knew Yao Ji's background instantly.

The goddess of Wushan has pure and flawless female yin energy, and it is impossible for her to have had any close contact with men.

How could this young girl, who had never had any sexual experience, withstand the provocation of Ying Zheng, a veteran?
At this time, Yao Ji's cheeks and slender neck were as red as ruby.

She tried to pull her hand away weakly, but Ying Zheng held her hand tightly, making it impossible for her to move it away. She didn't even notice that she was already in Ying Zheng's arms.

Yao Ji exhaled a fragrance like orchid, and asked anxiously: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's going on? Is it ok?"

Ying Zheng released the jade finger he was holding, licked his upper lip slowly, and said seriously: "No, my cultivation is not good enough, it is really difficult to detect the goddess's true nature, goddess, please don't worry, and let me explore it carefully again."

"Eh? Your Majesty, ah, Your Majesty..." Yao Ji looked up at Ying Zheng in astonishment, but before she could finish her words, Ying Zheng blocked her mouth with his.

Ying Zheng tasted the nectar of the grass carefully. After just sucking a little bit, he felt his soul refreshed.

This four or five thousand year old Grass Goddess is indeed the real deal. Even though the vitality of the world is thin now, the essence she has condensed is really solid and rich. Even if it is just her soul, it contains an extraordinary rich essence.

Great tonic.

Well. It was also because this goddess was too stupid that she allowed Ying Zheng to plunder her without any reaction. Of course, Ying Zheng did not take her for nothing. He practiced the secret method of dual cultivation with Emperor Xuanyuan Huang for so many years, and today he finally met a person who could balance yin and yang and harmonize dragon and tiger.

With Ying Zheng's level of cultivation, and now that the two of them have reached a spiritual connection, he can use the power of the dragon soul to harmonize Yao Ji's pure primordial yin. In this way, both of them will benefit greatly.

Win-win!

Ying Zheng blocked Yao Ji's mouth tightly and held her waist tightly with both hands, not giving her any chance to leave.

He communicated with Yao Ji through his soul, and said: "Goddess, I have a secret method that can confirm your authenticity. Please relax your mind, don't think too much, don't resist, and follow my secret method to work together."

Yao Ji's mind was already in a daze at this time. This was a wonderful feeling she had never experienced in four thousand years.

She had never rejected Ying Zheng. After hearing what Ying Zheng said at this moment, in her drowsiness, she half-reluctantly followed Ying Zheng's martial arts and began to practice.

But soon, after the technique had completed a full cycle, she felt an even more wonderful feeling, like the intense stimulation of the Three Flowers Converging at the Top of the Head and the Five Qis Converging to the Origin, which made her forget about worldly affairs.

The connection between the primordial spirit and the divine soul, this is the true integration and indistinguishability.

Alone yin cannot produce life, alone yang cannot grow; when yin and yang combine, everything comes into being.

Ying Zheng's physical body was naturally not that of a solitary yang, so he could practice dual cultivation with an ordinary woman. The other party would benefit greatly, but the gain to him would be pitifully small.

As for Yao Ji, she was pure and innocent, and it had been more than four thousand years. It was conceivable that once she was aroused by the extreme hardness and yang, she would be completely powerless to resist, or she could not resist at all.

The dual cultivation of their spirits and souls will be of great benefit to both of them.

From the moment she entered Ying Zheng's soul palace, the current outcome was destined and she could not escape.

However, Ying Zheng did not know that even if Yao Ji was unwilling at this moment, she could still make Ying Zheng's efforts go in vain and pay a heavy price. It was just that Yao Ji obeyed him.

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

When will the longing for love begin to arise in my heart? My thoughts will flow like a long river day and night.

At some point, the jade belt around the goddess' waist had quietly slipped off, and the Yunmeng Lake that was transformed by the Purple Mansion was already filled with clouds and mist.

The clouds and mist are like a veil, gently covering this dreamlike world, as if adding a touch of mystery to this wonderful moment.

As the dusk deepened, Ying Zheng's tent was shrouded in a haze. In this private tent, Ying Zheng and Yao Ji were practicing together.

Outside of Ying Zheng's tent, with the tent as the core, the situation in the area of ​​more than a thousand miles changed suddenly.

The surging clouds were like the roaring of a giant beast, and the vital energy between heaven and earth was like a surging tide, all being absorbed in.

Those who had high levels of cultivation and were able to keenly sense changes in the vital energy of heaven and earth were all horrified and looked at the changing heaven and earth in disbelief.

In Dongting Lake, the green dragon that had been staring at Ying Zheng's procession crossing the lake, waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of the situation, now had its eyes wide open and all the scales on its body trembling slightly with fear.

The scale of the changes in the vital energy of heaven and earth is so great that it would have been a significant event even during the reign of King Yu, let alone now.

He was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, and suddenly he realized that he had almost been fooled. The man was fishing!

The one he caught was this old dragon!

He is so powerful, but he pretends to be weak.

Human beings are so bad!
So cunning!

After an unknown amount of time, Yao Ji finally absorbed everything. She was in a daze, as if she was in a cloud of mist, and it took her a while to wake up.

At this moment, she seemed to have walked out of a beautiful and blurry dream, and felt that the state of her soul was better than ever before.

After an unknown amount of time of baptism in yin and yang, his yin and yang have been harmonized, and his cultivation has reached several levels.

However, she felt mixed emotions and was truly in tears.

I closed my eyes tightly and dared not open them. I really couldn't face the reality.

"How, how could this happen?"

'How did it come to this?'

"Isn't it just holding hands to prove innocence?"

'Why are you so confused and half-hearted?'

"Hmm?! Pah, I'm not half-hearted!"

"It's over, it's over. My innocence is gone now."

Just as Yao Ji was daydreaming, she suddenly felt a hand in front of her, acting recklessly.

I clearly don't know how much time has passed.

I have to open my eyes now.

Yao Ji slowly opened her beautiful eyes, which were like a clear spring, clear and bright, with a hint of anger in them.

She glared at Ying Zheng in reproach, tightly grasped his big hands with both hands, and said coquettishly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Yao Ji snorted, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

She wanted to blame her, but she really couldn't say anything harsh. Her cute appearance was truly endearing.

Ying Zheng lay on his side on the grass covered with countless petals, as if he was surrounded by flowers. He supported his head with one hand, looking lazy and casual.

The other hand that was 'doing bad things' was held tightly, but he did not force it, but just let it go. Anyway, when he let it go, he could naturally feel the delicate touch of that delicate skin.

Looking at the angry goddess, Ying Zheng said seriously, "Goddess, I have confirmed that you are indeed pure and flawless. I can now be completely sure of this."

When Yao Ji heard this, her bright eyes widened, twinkling like stars, and she opened her mouth as if she had a thousand words to say, but in the end she held them back.

But the breath in her chest was hard to swallow. She breathed rapidly and her chest heaved up and down.

Ying Zheng played a naughty trick, causing Yao Ji to instantly lose her strength to let go of her hand, and even to lose the strength to breathe. Ying Zheng was concerned and hurriedly helped Yao Ji to calm down.

While calming down, he said, "Oh, Goddess, what happened? I promise you, Goddess, that Song Yu will clear your name."

When Yao Ji heard Ying Zheng's provocative words, bitterness instantly surged in her heart, her nose felt sore, her eyes turned red, and her heart was filled with grievances.

She turned her back to Ying Zheng without saying a word. Her petite figure revealed endless grievance and helplessness.

Ying Zheng laughed, leaned over and gently held Yao Ji in his arms, biting her earlobe and coaxing her: "Don't be angry, Yao'er, it's my fault. Don't worry, Yao'er, I will definitely take responsibility."

This promise was like the warm sunshine in spring. Yao Ji was instantly delighted, but she remained stubborn and kept silent.

She just snorted softly and said, "Your Majesty, are you ashamed? I am so much older than you, yet you still call me Yao'er. Hum~"

Ying Zheng rubbed Yao Ji's delicate face, laughed, and said in a gentle voice: "I am talking about this Yao'er because A Yao is the treasure of my heart, my one and only treasure, so A Yao is naturally my Yao'er."

These love words were as sweet as honey to Yao Ji's heart, and she felt even sweeter in her heart. Although she still didn't say anything, she didn't refute either.

Ying Zheng could see clearly that the beautiful woman's cheeks were slightly flushed, which had already revealed her inner joy.

Ying Zheng continued in a gentle voice: "Yao'er, I want Song Yu to clear your name. I also want to announce to the world that the daughter of Emperor Yan, the goddess of Wushan, Yao Ji, is the consort of me, the Holy Emperor Fuxi, the Great Emperor Qinghua of the Eastern Extreme Spirit, and the Great Qin Shi Huangdi."

"I will rebuild a temple for you in Wushan, so that all the people can worship it, and Taoist priests can offer sacrifices to it at all times. Your good name will be passed down for thousands of years."

After saying that, he gently turned Yao Ji over and looked at her face to face.

Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, Yao Ji's eyes could no longer conceal her joy, but she didn't want to "give up" so quickly, so she deliberately kept a straight face. The look of pretending to be angry was even more adorable.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng was filled with love. He lowered his head and kissed the goddess's face gently.

This time, Yao Ji closed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and let Ying Zheng do whatever he wanted.

The cherry-pink face gradually became brighter in color, and the expression on her pretty face, which was trying not to be tense, became softer, with soft moans coming from her mouth and nose from time to time.

Ying Zheng kissed her for a while, then suddenly asked, "By the way, Yao'er, can you and I have a child this time?"

Yao Ji was about to immerse herself in it, but when she heard Ying Zheng's words, she suddenly came to her senses, her face filled with bitterness and sorrow.

She pursed her pink lips, frowned slightly with a hint of worry: "Your Majesty, this, I don't know either. I am just a spirit, how can I have a child?"

"And..." The look in her eyes became even more bitter, her heart filled with discomfort and melancholy.

"My body is no longer a human, but just grass. How can I still have a child with Your Majesty?" Her little face was full of bitterness.

During the long years, Yao Ji had seen countless times women giving birth to children, with loving mothers and filial children enjoying the happiness of family life.

Many women also went to her temple to pray for children.

Oh my God, how could she understand this?

All women have maternal love by nature. She had felt envious before, but it was not strong. After all, she had never met a man she had feelings for before.

But now she has become Ying Zheng's concubine. When she realized this problem, worry instantly surged into her heart like a tide.

In her opinion, if she marries a man, she must give birth to his children, preferably a son, or a daughter, or both, the more the better!
After all, many people went to her temple to pray for children, even though she didn't understand anything.

The more Yao Ji thought about it, the more worried she became. She herself was no longer a human being, so how could she still have a child? Could she give birth to a child just by relying on her soul?
As she thought about it, she curled up in Ying Zheng's arms without saying a word.

Ying Zheng stroked her cascading hair and consoled her: "It should be possible. Yao'er and I have such high levels of cultivation, it is not impossible for us to have divine intercourse and give birth to a child, and the child must be born divine."

Yao Ji looked up at Ying Zheng, opened her eyes wide and asked, "Really?"

Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment, then said decisively: "It should be true, we will know after trying it more."

Yao Ji's pretty face turned red, and after a moment of hesitation, she hid in Ying Zheng's arms and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "Then, then Your Majesty, Your Majesty, try again."

Ying Zheng laughed, "Yao'er has asked me to do so, how can I not obey?"

"Your Majesty~" That coquettish voice was full of tenderness and sweetness.

(End of this chapter)