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

Chapter 61 White hair feels like new acquaintances, instant acquaintances feel like old friends

Zi Nu was a woman who had seen a lot. In her early years, she had traveled the martial arts world and witnessed all sorts of conspiracies, schemes, and bloody killings. She believed that she could handle anything calmly, but now she was panicking.

She couldn't help but panic. She was an innocent woman, and now she was lying almost naked on a man's bed. How could she not panic?

Zi Nu, whose mouth was covered by Yang Che, struggled fiercely, her eyes filled with panic, anger, and even a hint of fear.

Zi Nu's struggles brought Yang Che both pain and pleasure. Her tight, powerful waist and the pounding of her full, soft breasts were temptations that no man could resist, especially since it was Zi Nu who was doing all of this.

A man may be able to refuse a woman, but no man can refuse Zi Nu at this moment.

Zi Nu's struggles forced Yang Che to hold her waist to restrain this struggling fish. However, as everyone knows, it is often impossible to hold down a struggling fish. The only way is to knock the fish unconscious with a stick. Although Zi Nu was as slippery as a fish, she was not a fish after all, and Yang Che could not really knock her unconscious.

Fortunately, Yang Che had an alternative plan. He quickly pressed on various acupoints on Zi Nu's waist, and Zi Nu finally calmed down.

The woman, who had been forcibly controlled, could only move her eyes, which were now glaring at Yang Che as if they were breathing fire. She was using anger to suppress her fear.

No woman could remain calm in this situation.

Yang Che was also quite helpless. This situation was not what he wanted to see either, but the culprit who caused all this had already left. What could he do? The key point was that the culprit was not clean to begin with, and Yang Che could not reveal her existence.

So what followed was a scene where Yang Che stood in front of the bed, looking at Zi Nu, whose acupoints had been sealed, from a distance.

Yang Che pondered for a moment before reluctantly speaking, "Zi Nu, if I said that all of this was a misunderstanding, would you believe me?"

Zi Nu was so angry she almost broke her acupoints. Now that she's in this state, how can she still call it a misunderstanding?

Unfortunately, she is now unable to move or speak, and can do nothing but stare blankly with her eyes wide open.

Seeing Zi Nu's chest heaving with anger, making her already magnificent breasts appear even more prominent, Yang Che felt a slight burning sensation in his throat. He quickly looked away, then took an outer robe from the clothes rack beside him and carefully wrapped it around Zi Nu's body.

When he fastened the belt, Yang Che even felt a little regret.

Although Jing Ni's actions were quite despicable, to some extent, she did indeed grasp Yang Che's thoughts.

"A misunderstanding? Is there such a thing as a misunderstanding that would allow a woman to be completely honest with someone?" Zi Nu was filled with resentment, but she could not speak out.

"I have a friend who misunderstood me. She thought I liked you, Zi Nu, which is why she attacked you. She just wanted to help me," Yang Che said, organizing his thoughts.

But could Zi Nu believe these words? If Yang Che didn't know the truth, even he himself wouldn't believe what he said. Would anyone have such a friend?

What? If Yang Che said he liked the concubine of the King of Han, would his friend steal the concubine of the King of Han?

Zi Nu recalled the scene before she fainted. Her martial arts skills were very high. In Xinzheng, there were certainly people with stronger martial arts skills than her, but no one had been able to subdue her silently without her noticing.

But Jing Ni's attack was silent and stealthy; she was knocked unconscious before she could even react.

Thinking of this, Zi Nu felt a chill run down her spine. Thinking of the mystery surrounding Yang Che, she thought of Yang Che's lineage. Could it be that Yang Che's elders had attacked her?

If that's the case? Thinking of this, Zi Nu suddenly realized that her friends wouldn't kidnap someone, but her elders seemed capable of it.

Zi Nu's thoughts raced as she tried to uncover the truth, but after much deliberation, she sadly realized that she seemed powerless to do anything about it.

If Yang Che were to truly unleash his beastly nature, she would have no power to resist.

Thinking back on her previous interactions with Yang Che, Zi Nu felt grief and indignation.

"I'll release your pressure points now, but you must promise not to shout. If we alert outsiders, it will be difficult to explain to either you, Zi Nu, or me," Yang Che said tentatively.

"Blink if you agree."

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu felt slightly relieved, perhaps it really was a misunderstanding, but she dared not completely let her guard down, in case Yang Che was just lying to deceive her.

She had witnessed Yang Che's skill in manipulating women.

However, if she could regain her mobility, at least she wouldn't be completely powerless to resist. Thinking of this, Zi Nu quickly blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, which gave Yang Che an impulse to go along with the mistake.

Unable to resist, Zi Nu seemed even more alluring than usual; in this state, Zi Nu was a complete measuring tool for men.

Yang Che suppressed his immoral impulse and reached out to release Zi Nu's pressure points.

"Everything tonight was a misunderstanding. I apologize to you on behalf of that person." Yang Che's attitude was quite sincere; he really didn't want to take the blame.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, may I leave now?" Zi Nu took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and deliberately asked Yang Che.

She no longer cared about whether Yang Che was good or bad. The truth, compared to her own safety, wasn't that important. Driven by reason, her only thought now was to get out of there as soon as possible. No woman would like being in this situation.

Yang Che could easily tell that Zi Nu just wanted to get away as soon as possible and didn't believe him. The mission of the Yin Gui Sect still fell on Zi Nu's shoulders, and if he made Zi Nu hold a grudge against him because of this, the completion of the mission would be a long way off.

"Zi Nu still doesn't believe me?" Yang Che asked.

"If you let me leave now, I will believe you," Zi Nu said. She didn't care about Yang Che's motives at the moment, nor did she have time to care. All she wanted now was to get away.

"Alright, I'll see you off now." Yang Che had figured it out by now. No matter how much he said, Zi Nu might not believe him. Rather than explaining, actions would be more convincing.

Zi Nu felt a little relieved. Seeing that Yang Che's attitude was sincere and not perfunctory, she wondered: Could it really be as he said?

Yang Che took advantage of the night to escort Zi Nu to the outside of the mansion. Zi Nu felt a little cold, and everything that had happened before seemed like a dream.

Once she was certain she could leave, Zi Nu wasn't in a hurry to go. Instead, she asked Yang Che, "Are you saying your friend misunderstood that you like me, which is why they kidnapped me? Is this friend a man or a woman?"

"Woman," Yang Che replied.

Hearing this, Zi Nu felt a little relieved. Tonight, only Yang Che had seen her naked, so it wasn't too bad.

"Actually, I can't blame her. It's because I often mentioned you to her that she misunderstood and thought I liked you and wanted to have you," Yang Che continued to explain.

"Besides, it can't be said that she misunderstood; I do really like you, Zi Nu."

Zi Nu turned her head to look at Yang Che. Seeing how sincere Yang Che was, especially when he talked about liking her, he was so open and honest. In that instant, she truly believed Yang Che's words. Otherwise, she would still be on that bed, instead of standing here, free to move around.

"I haven't had much contact with you, Imperial Censor Yang. I suppose your liking is just for my body? It's not much different from liking pretty clothes or fine food and wine," Zi Nu retorted.

The women of Zilan Pavilion are admired by many men, but admiration is not the same as liking.

"Although I haven't known Zi Nu for very long, I've known you for a very long time, and—"

As Yang Che spoke, he placed his hands on Zi Nu's shoulders and looked into her eyes, saying, "Some people, even if they spend their whole lives together, remain as good as new as if they were old friends, while others, even if they only meet once, feel like old acquaintances."

"I love Purple Maiden, it began with your color and will end with your soul."

Zi Nu met Yang Che's gaze, his low murmur echoing in her ears. If Yang Che had said this at any other time, she would have scoffed at it, thinking that men's sweet talk was not worth believing. But after what had just happened, Yang Che's words left her no room for doubt.

Otherwise, when she was unable to resist, Yang Che could have done whatever he wanted.

However, while the scene just now was terrifying, it seemed even more terrifying now. Zi Nu felt that her heart was beating even more violently than when she had been honest with Yang Che before.

At this moment, she believed Yang Che's words.

But is this a confession? If it is a confession—Zi Nu felt confused, her clever mind unable to sort out a clear thought for a moment.

She met Yang Che on the imperial road during the annual festival. The peach blossoms that bloomed that night, the protection he gave Nongyu, his chaotic wit and decisiveness, and their interactions over time—Zi Nu asked herself honestly, Yang Che was indeed a man worthy of a woman's heart, and he was worthy of hers too.

only----

Zi Nu frowned slightly. Her rationality, decisiveness, and composure had all vanished. It wasn't until much later that the female owner of Zi Lan Xuan took a deep breath and pulled away from Yang Che's arm on her shoulder. It wasn't because Yang Che had taken advantage of her in this position, but to calm herself down and regain control of herself.

"Even old friends can feel like strangers, and acquaintances can feel like old friends—" Zi Nu turned her head and took a step back, creating distance between herself and Yang Che. She silently recited Yang Che's words and looked at the man in front of her who was a few years younger than her. Suddenly, she smiled.

That smile was like the brightest moonlight in the darkest night, or like peach blossoms blooming in early spring, which made Yang Che pause slightly.

Zi Nu smiled and said, "To meet someone so quickly and feel like old friends, what a wonderful romance! Imperial Censor Yang is indeed someone a woman could be moved by."

"And what about you, Zi Nu?" Yang Che pressed.

"Me?"

As Zi Nu spoke, she retreated, but as she turned back, a sentence drifted into Yang Che's ears: "If I ever want to find a man, I will definitely come to you."

Yang Che smiled. Although Jing Ni acted rashly tonight, it seemed that it wasn't without its benefits. However, Yang Che's smile only lasted for a moment, because he suddenly realized that the "day" that Zi Nu mentioned was not quite right. It seemed that it was not a promise, but rather empty promises, keeping a backup plan?

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