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

Chapter 59 Jingni Repays Kindness

Leaving aside how smug and angry Zi Nu was about the oranges, Yang Che found that Liu Yi was still waiting for him after returning to the Left Sima's residence.

"Ache, you were too impulsive today. The King sent an envoy to Qin, but the entire court remained silent. What do you think is the reason?" Liu Yi grabbed Yang Che's arm, his face showing anxiety.

"Isn't it just that the Qin state is difficult to deal with?" Yang Che said knowingly.

"You still know that, then why—"

Before Liu Yi could finish speaking, Yang Che interrupted, "I am doing this for the King, and to be loyal to the state of Han. Didn't my uncle always teach me that as a subject, one should be loyal to one's ruler?"

"This—" Liu Yi looked embarrassed, not expecting that he would be stumped by his own words. After a moment of reaction, he said helplessly, "There are many ways to be loyal, and there is no need to go on a mission to Qin."

"I know you're worried, Uncle, but you should trust me too. If I weren't confident about this trip to Qin, why would I have taken the initiative? Besides, only by completing tasks that others wouldn't dare to take on can I achieve a high position in the shortest amount of time." Yang Che's tone softened, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Ache, you're still young. With your uncle's help, you'll rise to a high position one day. Why rush things?" Liu Yi was slightly taken aback, not expecting Yang Che to be so ambitious.

"I know, but I can wait, while others can't." Yang Che sighed. He had already been noticed by Nightfall, and with limited time to develop, he had to take a risky approach.

Moreover, when Nightfall noticed him, he also wanted to plot against Nightfall. The Butian Pavilion was all about mending the sky. What is mending the sky? Of course, it is taking from the surplus to make up for the deficiency.

Yang Che intended to use the abundance of the night to compensate for the deficiencies of the Butian Pavilion.

"Ache, what about you?" Liu Yi looked at Yang Che, who seemed hesitant, and suddenly realized something. He had been just like that back then! Even if it meant certain death, he would take that step for her.

"I understand." Liu Yi's expression was complicated. In a daze, he saw his own shadow in Yang Che from back then.

"No, Uncle, what have you figured out?" Yang Che stared in astonishment at Liu Yi, whose expression had suddenly become complex and one of agreement. He didn't know what Liu Yi had figured out, or why he had such an expression.

"Uncle, I will help you, I will definitely help you, and help you fulfill your wish." Liu Yi patted Yang Che's forearm, his expression firm and resolute.

"Even if it means losing face."

My wish? At this moment, Yang Che looked innocent and confused. Uncle, have you misunderstood something?

"Alright, it's getting late, Archer, you should get some rest." Liu Yi stopped trying to persuade Yang Che and instead urged him to go and rest.

Although he didn't know what Liu Yi had misunderstood, Yang Che had achieved his goal by temporarily persuading Liu Yi, so he didn't bother to think about it anymore and could at least go back to rest.

"Uncle, you should get some rest too." Yang Che said goodbye.

Watching Yang Che's departing figure, Liu Yi sighed. The dreams of youth are pure and beautiful, but also the hardest to realize.

"Archer, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse that you've fallen for Princess Honglian, but since it's what you like, your uncle will definitely help you fulfill your wish." Liu Yi pondered in the night, feeling that the responsibility on his shoulders as her uncle had become even heavier.

In a magnificent yet luxurious bedroom of the Han King's Palace, Honglian, still half asleep, kicked off the fur coat covering her. Her little mouth murmured something indistinctly, but it was clear she was saying something. Then she fell into a deep sleep again, though her delicate brows furrowed slightly. Even at such a young age, she had her own worries.

When Yang Che returned to his bedroom in the attic, he saw that Jing Ni was not resting, but was cultivating and healing her injuries.

It must be said that Jing Ni is quite adorable when she's quiet and doesn't speak, and she's also very beautiful when she doesn't kill anyone.

Looking at Jing Ni like this, Yang Che had no intention of resting for a while. After lying down, he just stared at Jing Ni, but what came to mind was an apricot-yellow figure.

While Jing Ni, as an assassin, certainly possesses stunning charm, it is Jing Ni in her apricot-colored long dress who is the most captivating figure in Yang Che's heart.

"I'll draw that outfit tomorrow, find a tailor to make one, and have Jingni wear it so I can see it." Yang Che thought it was a pretty good idea.

Just then, Jing Ni's face suddenly turned bright red. With a painful groan, she spat out a mouthful of blood. Her face then returned to normal, with only two faint blushes remaining.

"Are your internal injuries healed?" Yang Che sat up and looked Jing Ni up and down. Compared to the sick fish before, the current Jing Ni looked more like an assassin.

"It's all better now." Jing Ni got off the bed, stretched her limbs, and then looked at Yang Che with a scrutinizing gaze.

"You're not going to repay kindness with enmity, are you?" Yang Che felt a tightness in his heart when Jing Ni looked at him. After spending some time with her, he had long since given up on understanding this female assassin. Her way of thinking was different from ordinary people, and she was difficult to grasp.

If necessary, Jing Ni might actually be capable of repaying kindness with enmity.

"Tit for tat?" Upon hearing this, Jingni not only did not refute or deny it, but instead appeared to be deep in thought.

"You can't be serious?" Jing Ni's reaction made Yang Che's heart leap again. Knowing Jing Ni as he did, she was really capable of repaying kindness with enmity.

The key point is that Yang Che actually saw a hint of interest on Jing Ni's face, which was usually expressionless.

If you repay kindness with enmity, then there's no need to repay kindness. Driven by this logic, Jing Ni actually fell for him.

In Jingni's understanding, repaying a debt of gratitude is too troublesome. She doesn't want to repay a debt of gratitude, but she's being repaid with ingratitude.

Jingni pondered, then looked at Yang Che, seemingly weighing whether to repay kindness or repay kindness with enmity.

Yang Che was terrified by Jing Ni's glance. It wasn't that he was afraid; he had dared to save Jing Ni, so he naturally had a backup plan. However, being targeted by such a female assassin sent a chill down his spine.

As Yang Che watched in terror, Jing Ni shook her head and said in a very calm tone, "I don't really want to repay kindness with enmity."

"You don't really want to repay kindness with enmity? Why just 'don't really want to'? You were actually thinking about repaying kindness with enmity just now."

"Forget it, I don't need you to repay my kindness, so don't even think about repaying kindness with enmity." Yang Che waved his hand, afraid that he wouldn't be able to bear the thought of Jing Ni repaying his kindness.

Jing Ni didn't respond to Yang Che's question, but instead asked, "Where did you go tonight?"

Yang Che had long been fond of Jing Ni's occasional inexplicable questions, so this time he didn't think much of it, simply lay down, and lazily said, "I went to Zi Lan Xuan."

"Purple Orchid Pavilion?" Jingni murmured, memorizing the name.