Chinese animation: Starting with Bad Guys

Qin Chuan's words contained not a single threatening word, yet they chilled him to the bone more than any sword or blade.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his forehead striking the cold gold bricks hard, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"This servant...this servant understands! This servant Zhao Gao will always be Your Majesty's and the Emperor's most loyal dog! I have no disloyalty! I would never dare to have the slightest reckless thought!"

He knew that his supposedly secret closeness with Hu Hai had probably already fallen into the eyes of this unfathomable ruler.

Qin Chuan looked at him for a moment, and the suffocating pressure slowly dissipated:

"Very well. Remember what you said tonight. You may leave."

After giving Zhao Gao a dressing down, Qin Chuan returned to his long-abandoned residence, exhausted and still feeling the effects of the alcohol.

The mansion gates were wide open, and the lights were on.

Yanfei, Chilian, and Xuenu had been waiting in their finest attire for a long time.

"Welcome back my husband (young master) in triumph!"

The three women bowed gracefully, their eyes filled with deep longing and joy.

After a long separation, they naturally had a warm and tender conversation.

Yan Lingji's change of identity was naturally noticed by the perceptive Yan Fei and Xue Nu.

Chi Lian is straightforward. Although she felt a little bitter, she was mostly happy that Yan Ling Ji had found a home and family.

The Snow Maiden appeared more composed, her icy blue eyes shifting between Qin Chuan and Yan Ling Ji, carrying a hint of understanding and a touch of envy.

As the night deepened and everyone returned to their rooms, the Snow Maiden did not immediately rest.

She mustered her courage and stopped Qin Chuan in the corridor. The moonlight, like water, shone on her exquisitely beautiful face, which was tinged with a hint of shyness and anticipation.

"Young master..." Xue Nu's voice was like a clear spring striking jade, "Xue Nu... recently created a new dance, incorporating some of the imagery of the northern winds and frosts and the misty rains of the south... I wonder if, young master... you have some free time tonight to come to Xue Nu's room... to take a look?"

She lowered her head slightly, two blushes rising on her cheeks, her unspoken meaning obvious.

Looking at her shy yet brave and determined appearance, Qin Chuan felt a warm current surge in his heart.

The emotions of reunion after a long separation, coupled with the impact brought by Yan Lingji, had already been brewing in his heart.

He reached out and gently lifted the snow maiden's chin, looking into her clear eyes, and chuckled softly, "A beauty has invited me, and a new dance awaits my appreciation; how could I refuse?"

That night, in the fragrant boudoir of the Snow Maiden, candlelight flickered. The Snow Maiden changed into an ice-blue dance dress, as thin as a cicada's wing, her figure graceful and alluring.

Her dance was more ethereal and otherworldly than ever before, carrying a deep affection and lingering tenderness after all artifice had been washed away.

Every rotation, every stretch, seems to tell of the longing after separation and the joy of reunion.

Ice-blue sleeves flowed around her like water, and moonlight streamed through the window, casting a hazy glow on her, making her seem otherworldly.

The dance ended, but the affection remained strong.

Without a word, Qin Chuan stepped forward and gently embraced her.

Beneath the cool dance costume lies a warm body; the long-awaited intimate contact ignites repressed emotions.

The boudoir is warm, the spring night is too short, and all the longing and love have turned into the most passionate tenderness.

The following morning, the sun shone brightly.

Qin Chuan walked out of Xue Nu's room feeling refreshed, only to find Yan Fei already waiting in the courtyard for a long time.

She wore an elegant light gold dress, exuding a noble and graceful air. Her gaze towards Qin Chuan was filled with a gentle smile, devoid of any jealousy, only showing concern.

"How was your husband last night?"

Yanfei stepped forward and naturally straightened his slightly wrinkled collar.

Qin Chuan held her hand, feeling her inclusiveness and magnanimity.

Yan Fei nestled beside him and whispered about serious matters:

"The Moon Goddess has sent a message that the new generation of Junior Master of Fate has been chosen, and the inauguration ceremony will soon be held. As the leader of our Yin-Yang School, my husband should personally witness this important moment to show his respect for the succession."

She paused, "Moreover, this Junior Master of Fate seems...to be quite special."

Qin Chuan nodded upon hearing this.

The Yin-Yang School has produced many talented individuals, and as an elder who is in charge of the Wood element of the Five Elements and holds a prestigious position, the return ceremony of Shao Siming is indeed important.

Some vague fragments of memory about the next Shao Siming flashed through his mind.

However, he didn't immediately agree to set off. Instead, he reached out and embraced Yan Fei's slender yet strong waist, pulling her closer into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her smooth forehead, a mischievous yet tender smile playing on his lips.

"The affairs of the Yin-Yang School are certainly important. However..."

His breath brushed against Yan Fei's ear, his voice deep and magnetic:

"Right now, I feel there is something more important than witnessing the return of the Young Master of Fate."

Yan Fei was slightly taken aback, raised her beautiful face, and asked with a hint of confusion in her eyes, "What is it?"

Qin Chuan's smile deepened, his gaze fixed intently on her: "Naturally... it's time to properly comfort my Lord Dongjun for the 'pain of longing' he's been suffering alone in his empty chamber these past few days."

He deliberately emphasized the words "the pain of longing," his eyes revealing undisguised affection and yearning. "After such a long separation, Lord Dongjun, don't you want to enjoy some long-awaited time alone with me?"

Yan Fei's jade-like face was instantly flushed with a captivating blush, adding a touch of charm to her noble demeanor.

How could she not understand Qin Chuan's meaning?

A mixture of shyness and sweetness filled her heart; a thousand words were condensed into a soft, coquettish sigh:

"My husband...you...you're always like this..."

Qin Chuan laughed loudly, and without saying a word, he swept Yan Fei up in his arms.

Yan Fei gasped, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck and burying her burning cheeks in his firm chest.

Qin Chuan carried her and strode towards their bedroom.

What are the Yin-Yang School, what is Shao Siming, at this moment none of them can compare to the weight of the beauty in my arms.

He wanted to use the most direct way to comfort her during her waiting time and to make up for his shortcomings from his campaigns abroad.

It wasn't until the afternoon that a satisfied Qin Chuan, along with the equally radiant Yan Fei, whose brows were adorned with contentment and languor, set off together in a magnificent carriage, leaving Xianyang City and heading towards the Yin Yang School.

Chapter 62 Little Ling and Little Yi, Shao Siming Returns to Her Position

Beneath the Luosheng Hall, the light and shadows were dim, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The Moon Goddess, Star Soul, Grand Fate Master, and Lord of the Clouds stood solemnly on both sides. When Qin Chuan and Yan Fei appeared, everyone except Yan Fei bowed and said in unison, "Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Qin Chuan spoke calmly, his gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on the Moon Goddess.

Yan Fei stood beside Qin Chuan, exuding elegance and nobility, while Yue Shen stood on the other side, radiating a cool and mysterious aura.

The Moon Goddess wore an impeccable smile and nodded to Yan Fei: "Sister, you must be tired from your journey."

His tone was gentle, but a subtle rivalry lurked in the depths of his eyes.

Yan Fei returned the same perfect smile: "Sharing my husband's burdens, how can I say it's hard work? It's my sister who is in charge of the internal and external affairs of the Yin Yang School, that's what's truly exhausting."

She emphasized the word "husband" in a deliberately intimate and natural manner.

A fleeting glint of icy coldness flashed in the Moon Goddess's eyes, but her smile remained unchanged: "Sister is too kind; it's my duty."

She turned to Qin Chuan, her voice carrying a barely perceptible hint of seeking credit:

"Your Majesty, the ceremony for the return of the Junior Master of Fate has been completed. This Junior Master of Fate is the result of my five years of painstaking cultivation, and the process has been extraordinary, full of twists and turns."

She was about to describe in detail how she "discovered" Xiao Yi and how she planned to use Xiao Ling when Qin Chuan raised his hand to interrupt her.

"Oh? How difficult is it?"

Qin Chuan's tone was emotionless, and his gaze was as deep as an ancient well.

The Moon Goddess felt a chill run down her spine, but remained calm and explained her plan in detail:

Five years ago, Xiao Ling, a disciple of the Taoist Tianzong sect, infiltrated my Yin Yang family with the intention of finding her lost sister. The Moon Goddess took the initiative and found that girl, Xiao Yi, and sealed her memories, carefully nurturing her as a candidate for Shao Siming.

According to tradition, upon Shao Siming's return to her position, a genius from the Wood element must defeat a genius from the Water element of equal cultivation, in accordance with the principle that 'water nourishes wood.' Xiao Ling is precisely a prodigy from the Water element, while Xiao Yi is an exceptionally gifted individual from the Wood element…”

She paused, observing Qin Chuan's expression, and continued:

"My plan is to unlock some of Xiao Yi's memories during the final showdown, letting her know that Xiao Ling is her biological brother. The pain of fratricide will surely unleash Xiao Yi's strongest potential, allowing her to defeat Xiao Ling and complete the reunion ritual. Although cruel, this is the most effective way to ensure the continued power of our Yin Yang School..."

The Moon Goddess had expected Qin Chuan to praise her foresight and methods, but to her surprise, Qin Chuan frowned slightly after listening, his voice suddenly turning cold and carrying an undeniable air of authority:

"When did the Yin-Yang School become a place where brothers and sisters kill each other to secure the position of elder?"

These words not only referred to Xiaoling and Xiaoyi, but were also like an invisible sword, instantly piercing through the reasons carefully constructed by the Moon Goddess, and even subtly pointing to the invisible struggle between the Moon Goddess and Yanfei.

The Moon Goddess's face paled instantly, as she felt a heavy pressure.

Feeling wronged, she quickly defended herself:

"Your Majesty is wise! If this is not done, how can the position of Junior Master of Fate be smoothly restored? This is the rule established by ancient law..."

"Ancient methods?" Qin Chuan sneered, his gaze sweeping over everyone present like lightning. "Ancient methods are the truth? If ancient methods go against the will of Heaven and violate human ethics, then these ancient methods are better off discarded!"

His tone was resolute, and his powerful aura seemed to freeze the air in the entire Rashomon.

The Moon Goddess opened her mouth, but ultimately dared not refute, and could only lower her head, suppressing her resentment and a trace of fear in her heart.

Just then, the heavy doors of Rashomon opened silently.

A boy dressed in a light blue disciple's robe and a girl in an elegant green dress, wearing a veil and with ethereal and bewildered eyes, were drawn in one after the other by an invisible force.

The boy was Xiao Ling. He was terrified when he saw that almost all the high-ranking members of the Yin Yang School were gathered in the hall. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, especially when he sensed Qin Chuan's unfathomable aura.

He forced himself to remain calm, immediately bowed, and spoke first, his voice urgent:

"Reporting to my lords! I discovered that this woman intended to trespass into the forbidden area. Fearing that she might have ulterior motives, I followed her. I have no other intentions!"

He pointed at Xiao Yi, trying to shirk responsibility, with only one thought in his mind: he couldn't reveal his identity, and he had to stay alive to find his sister!

Xiao Yi remained silent, her eyes vacant, as if everything around her was irrelevant to her.

She simply stood there quietly, like a delicate puppet.

This scene was a crucial part of the Moon Goddess's original plan, which was to make Xiao Ling "betray" Xiao Yi without her knowledge, severing Xiao Yi's last bit of affection, and causing her to unleash her strongest power in despair to kill Xiao Ling.

However, under Qin Chuan's icy gaze, the Moon Goddess was even careful with her breathing, so how could she dare to act according to the original plan?

They could only stand silently to the side, awaiting Qin Chuan's verdict.