Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 125 Purple Orchid Flying Dance

Before Yang Che had even left Zi Lan Xuan, Zi Nu caught up with him.

The arrival of Zi Nu caught Yang Che's eye. He noticed that Zi Nu's long hair, which had been tied up, had been let down, and her original form-fitting dark purple dress that exposed her waist had been replaced with a light purple dress with a hint of white, which covered her entire body completely.

Even the lipstick lines at the corners of her eyes were washed away.

Zi Nu used to be known for her sex appeal, but now Yang Che sees intelligence and gentleness in her.

Why did Zi Nu undergo such a drastic change in just two days?

Yang Che only needed to think for a moment to understand the key point, and knowing the inside story, he couldn't help but smile.

"You're still laughing?" Zi Nu had come to interrogate him, but seeing that Yang Che not only showed no remorse and was not in a hurry to explain, but was even laughing, her anger intensified.

Hmph! Men are all the same. He was fine the night before last, but he's forgotten everything today, blinded by a few women. As Zi Nu thought this, she felt a sense of suffocation.

She appears mature, but is actually extremely timid. The night before last, if it weren't for the pressure that had been building up over a long period of time being unintentionally ignited by Cai Die, causing her to have an emotional breakdown, Yang Che would have been able to take advantage of her vulnerability. Even then, Yang Che only managed to get Zi Nu to submit by using seductive methods.

Normally, even if she had feelings for Yang Che, her timid nature would have kept them well hidden. Unfortunately, Zi Nu's courage didn't seem to have yielded the results she wanted; in just one day, Yang Che was off fooling around with other women.

Zi Nu, who had finally mustered the courage to take that step, waited with high hopes for her lover's arrival. But after waiting all day, she didn't see him. Instead, she received news that her lover was with another woman. No woman could bear such a thing.

Zi Nu was no exception.

So Zi-nu got angry.

She spent the entire day thinking about it, and even considered cutting ties with Yang Che completely. But she couldn't bear to. So she lowered her expectations of Yang Che, thinking that as long as he sincerely apologized and explained to her, she would carefully consider her attitude and let him know her stance, so that he wouldn't go too far next time. She would then reluctantly accept it.

However, she had planned everything perfectly, but Yang Che's sudden departure completely disrupted her plans. The moment Yang Che was about to leave Zilan Pavilion, all her plans and attitudes were forgotten.

In that instant, right and wrong became unimportant. In that instant, she only remembered one thing: she couldn't let Yang Che leave.

However, when Zi Nu caught up, Yang Che actually smiled. In Zi Nu's eyes, Yang Che's smile was a smile of triumph, a smile that showed he had her figured out.

Realizing this, Zi Nu became even angrier, angry at Yang Che's actions yesterday, and even angrier at her own lack of self-control.

Just as Zi Nu was about to lash out, Yang Che suddenly reached out his arm and pulled her into his embrace before she could react.

Zi Nu struggled fiercely, but as soon as Yang Che whispered a sentence in her ear, her struggles instantly became powerless.

"Thank you, I knew Zi Nu wouldn't blame me." Yang Che hugged Zi Nu, who was soft and fragrant, truly a treasure beyond compare.

"You—" Zi Nu opened her mouth, but in the end, she couldn't say a word. All her anger and resentment vanished the moment Yang Che uttered those words.

"I've been poisoned by you." Zi Nu sighed softly. She knew that she would never be able to escape Yang Che's clutches again. She was too easy to forgive Yang Che.

"That's perfect, I still have the antidote here." Zi Nu's plaintive voice fell into Yang Che's arms, the most beautiful love words in the world.

Who wouldn't like a gentle, beautiful, and tolerant older sister?

"You—" Zi Nu was speechless with anger. Yang Che was really sure he had her cornered, but she just couldn't bring herself to be angry with him.

"I can explain Ji Wuye's matter to you," Yang Che said. He could explain to Zi Nu, but he couldn't be forced to explain by Zi Nu. Although both were explanations, the two were worlds apart.

It concerns the initiative in male-female relationships.

If Yang Che is forced to explain this time, he will have to explain countless times in the future for various reasons. Since it concerns his future status in the family, he will have no choice but to use some means and schemes.

"No need. I know you. I know you won't collude with Ji Wuye, and I know you're not a lewd person. Since you accepted Ji Wuye's beauty, you must have your reasons." Zi Nu covered Yang Che's mouth.

Explanation is meaningless. In the relationship between Zi Nu and Yang Che, Zi Nu has already admitted defeat. What's the point of seeking any so-called explanation?

"I know, Zi Nu knows me. I'm heading to Nanyang tomorrow, so I won't be able to attend to things at Zi Lan Xuan for the time being. Therefore, I must give Cai Die and the others their final training tonight. I'll also prepare a gift for you and Zi Lan Xuan," Yang Che said.

"I've heard about what happened in Nanyang. Be careful in everything you do. As for the bet, you don't really need to worry about it," Zi Nu said gently.

She already knew about what happened in Nanyang, and she knew what kind of challenge Yang Che was about to face.

Compared to the lives and deaths of countless people in Nanyang, what happened at Zilan Pavilion was really not that important.

Upon hearing this news, Zi Nu was very pleased with herself. She had not misjudged him. When the people of Nanyang needed someone to stand up, only Yang Che stepped forward. He was a truly benevolent person.

Seemingly worried that Yang Che might leave and she couldn't rest easy here, Zi Nu added, "Actually, you've already won the bet. I've lost. I've not only lost half of Zi Lan Xuan, but I've also lost myself."

Zi Nu's gentle voice echoed in Yang Che's ears, making his heart soften.

However, there are no fathers and sons in a casino. If even fathers and sons cannot work in a casino, then lovers certainly cannot.

Therefore, when Zi Nu made her unconventional confession, Yang Che said seriously, "No, I will also win the last half of Zi Lan Xuan. I will make you and everything you have belong to me."

"Nongyu, bring up the silk, brushes, and paints that I asked you to prepare in advance. Tonight, I will show you the true strength of my Flower Sect." Yang Che exuded domineering aura; tonight, a new power would be born.

"Yes, sir." Nongyu gave a proper military salute, then ran to the storeroom, where everything was already prepared.

"What a childish man." Seeing this, Zi Nu helplessly rubbed her forehead. How could she have been so blind as to fall for such a man?

In that instant, Zi Nu even had this question in her mind: Is it too late for me to regret it now?

As this question arose in her mind, another voice also rang out: It's too late.

Soon, Nongyu brought the items, saying that they were carried over. The roll of plain silk was excessively heavy, and Nongyu alone could not lift it at all. The plain silk was specially made by a weaver and was six zhang long.

"Expand," Yang Che ordered.

As the white silk was unfurled in the hall, filling the entire space, Yang Che took his paintbrush and stepped forward to begin his painting.

As the brush moves across the plain silk, layers of palaces are outlined on it.

This was Yang Che's secret weapon in winning the bet: he was going to paint an unprecedentedly massive painting, a celestial palace.

Since Cai Die and the others were learning the Heavenly Demon Dance, they naturally had to perform it in the Heavenly Palace.

In another time and space, there is a dance called the Fanlou Flying Apsaras Dance. In this time and space, there can also be a Purple Orchid Flying Apsaras Dance.

The Heavenly Demon Dance is difficult to master, and the Heavenly Palace is even more difficult to paint, especially on such a massive canvas. Even with Yang Che's current energy...

Physically, one must also squeeze out every last bit of potential when faced with such a massive painting.

By the early hours of the morning, only a quarter of the canvas had been filled. At this time, the women of Zilan Pavilion, who should have been resting, were all watching from the sidelines, witnessing the birth of this miracle.