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

Chapter 60 Chaos and Turmoil

The next day, Yang Che went to the Han King's Palace to communicate with relevant officials and prepare for his trip to Korea. From selecting gifts and writing eulogies and state documents to choosing his entourage, there were all sorts of important and trivial matters to attend to.

King An of Han spared no expense for Yang Che's trip to Qin. When the gifts prepared to be sent to Qin and used to make connections with various officials and nobles were presented to Yang Che, they were simply dazzling.

Some rare treasures are hard to value, but even the gifts that can be valued are worth more than five thousand gold.

It's worth noting that South Korea's annual military expenditure is only tens of thousands of dollars. If that money were used for the military, it could potentially train an elite force.

Of course, this was just Yang Che's idle speculation. It was Han Wang'an who paid for it; he was only responsible for delivering the gift. It wasn't his place to feel sorry for him; it was Han Wang'an who should feel sorry for him.

Yang Che felt only exhaustion. Just registering and cataloging all the gifts had taken a lot of his energy. It wasn't until evening that he dragged his weary body away from the Han Palace.

Yang Che walked up to the top-floor bedroom and looked around the familiar room. Everything was the same, except for Jing Ni, who seemed to have changed the only thing.

The female assassin was not resting on the bed as usual, but sitting at the desk with her sword lying across her crossed legs. For some reason, Yang Che seemed to notice that the female assassin was breathing rapidly, as if she had just finished some strenuous exercise.

Yang Che looked at Jing Ni with suspicion and said, "What are you doing? Have you finally had a change of heart and are going to give the bed back to me?"

Jing Ni stood up, sword in hand, and walked towards Yang Che. Yang Che subconsciously took a step back. Although he was certain that this female assassin from the Luo Wang would not repay kindness with enmity, the female assassin's thoughts were truly hard to guess. At this moment, her behavior was obviously somewhat abnormal, leaving Yang Che no choice but to think more.

"You can open the curtain," Jingni said.

Yang Che then noticed that the bed curtains had been drawn. Could there be something good on the bed?

Yang Che subconsciously looked at Jing Ni's legs—

Curious, Yang Che walked towards the bed and, under Jing Ni's watchful gaze, drew back the curtains. The next moment, Yang Che's eyes widened in surprise.

The bed was still the same bed he knew, but there was another person on it, or more accurately, a woman, a woman whose lower body and breasts were covered only by two silk ribbons.

In that instant, Yang Che felt as if he were seeing a beautiful woman made of white jade, with an exquisite face, delicate and smooth skin, and a shapely figure—such a woman—

Purple Maiden.

Yang Che subconsciously looked away and then looked at Jing Ni. Jing Ni remained calm. Yang Che then looked back at the bed. He was not mistaken. The beautiful woman on the bed, half-naked to almost completely naked, was none other than Zi Nu, the female owner of Zi Lan Xuan.

However, Zi Nu was now unconscious, with only two silk ribbons covering her vital parts. Yang Che even saw a red mark on the side of her neck, which stood out starkly against her fair skin.

Could it be—

A scene had already appeared in Yang Che's mind: Zi Nu, who was preparing to take a bath, took off her clothes, only to be attacked by a female assassin who suddenly appeared.

"This kind of thing—" Yang Che silently rubbed his forehead back and forth. This scene was too shocking for him. What Jing Ni did was just too outrageous.

Jingni looked at Yang Che with suspicion. Yang Che liked this female owner of Zilan Pavilion, so why did he look like he had seen a ghost now that she had brought her here by kidnapping?

Could it be that his heart is still with me? Thinking of this, Jing Ni, a killer who could remain calm no matter what happened, couldn't help but feel a jolt.

When Yang Che saved her, he made it clear that he saved her because he liked her beauty. Jing Ni simply interpreted this as Yang Che being a lecherous person.

"Did she offend you in some way?" Yang Che took a deep breath and, with great willpower, lowered the curtain, separating the nearly naked Zi Nu inside.

"No, it's just that you often mention her to me, and I thought you were attracted to her beauty," Jingni explained, a rare occurrence for her.

"So you kidnapped her?" Yang Che didn't know what to say to Jing Ni at this point. Was he that kind of person? Someone who would take a woman he liked and use any means necessary to get her body?

As for how Jingni managed to tie Zi Nu from Zi Lan Xuan to her bed, Yang Che wasn't curious at all. Zi Nu's martial arts were indeed formidable, but in front of Jingni, they were no match. Jingni had the advantage of surprise, and ambushing Zi Nu, who was preparing to take a bath, was easy, if not effortless.

Jingni scrutinized Yang Che, her eyes blinking as if to say: You are that kind of person.

"Hmm." Faced with Yang Che's question, Jing Ni nodded confidently.

She didn't want to repay kindness with enmity, nor did she want to repay kindness by offering herself in return. The scene before her was the perfect solution she had come up with, one that allowed her to neither repay kindness with enmity nor sacrifice herself.

As for Zi Nu's thoughts, what do they have to do with Jing Ni?

"You—you—" Yang Che pointed at Jing Ni, almost laughing in anger. How self-righteous and how bizarre his thinking was.

"You don't like this woman? Or did I tie the wrong person up?"

Yang Che's reaction was hard for Jing Ni to understand. "I've already brought back the person you like. Now you can do whatever you want. Why are you so angry? Did I kidnap the wrong person?"

"I do have feelings for Boss Zi Nu, but what's the connection between having feelings for her and you throwing someone onto my bed?" Yang Che said helplessly. He had tried his best to understand this female assassin from Luo Wang, but he found that he still didn't understand her.

Jingni, you don't understand love!

"Aren't they related?" Jing Ni still didn't think there was anything wrong with what she did.

"No connection, no connection." Yang Che was utterly exhausted and couldn't be bothered with this female assassin anymore.

Just then, a groan came from inside the curtain. Jing Ni's figure flickered and she disappeared outside the window, leaving Yang Che, who was a bit of a muggle, alone.

Yang Che looked at the empty room, the intermittent groans echoing in his ears, and felt a headache coming on, but there was no time left for him to think of a solution.

A delicate hand reached out from behind the curtain and grabbed it. By the time Yang Che tried to stop her, it was too late. The curtain was pulled open, and what came into Yang Che's view was a dazed Zi Nu, rubbing the back of her neck with one hand and clutching the curtain with the other.

Having just woken from her coma, Zi Nu was clearly not fully alert and hadn't even had time to see her surroundings clearly before instinctively drawing back the curtain.

However, when Yang Che appeared in her sight, her originally confused eyes hesitated for only a moment before turning sharp. Who did she see?

Yang Che?

How did I get here? The huge shock cleared Zi Nu's mind.

Zi Nu stared at Yang Che in disbelief, almost forgetting that she was nearly naked at the moment, as her memories, which had been forcibly interrupted, gradually returned.

"Ah—" Zi Nu exclaimed in surprise when she realized what was happening. Yang Che rushed forward and covered Zi Nu's mouth, saying hurriedly, "Um, Boss Zi Nu, let me explain—no, no, let me explain."

"Waaaaah, waaaah————"