There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

Even though the other person's hand did not touch her waist, perhaps because she could feel Jiang Mo's body temperature gradually rising, Zi Nu inexplicably had a feeling that she was about to be pulled into his arms.

The events that had happened before resurfaced in my mind.

Zi Nu was so engrossed in the moment that she didn't notice what was happening around her.

Seeing that the other party did not react, Yan Lingji was slightly discouraged, but she did not continue to press the matter.

Instead, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the Yizi Pavilion.

She has also been reflecting on her actions.

Just now, because I was too focused on Zi Nu's behavior, I neglected Jiang Mo for a moment, which gave that wicked woman an opportunity to take advantage of me.

In Amo's words, this is called putting the cart before the horse.

I accidentally confused the purpose with the means.

This mistake must not be repeated. We cannot ignore Jiang Mo's needs again; we must try our best to meet them.

With that thought, Yan Lingji activated her magic.

Deep within her soft, light blue eyes, a faint flame flickered, gradually filling her pupils and making Yan Lingji's gaze increasingly intense.

It seemed as if two holes could be burned into the curtain to peek at the person hiding behind it.

But for some reason, Yan Lingji's delicate brows furrowed slightly. Jiang Mo didn't dare to disturb her and waited quietly until she finished her practice and closed her eyes before softly asking:

"Well, did you see anything?"

"That person from the Yi Pavilion seems to have been subjected to some kind of witchcraft... No, it doesn't seem like witchcraft, it's more like a similar but separate system of spells."

Yan Lingji opened her eyes, a look of surprise flashing in her now normal gaze.

She also followed Jiang Mo's example, lying back on the couch and leaning close to Jiang Mo's ear to whisper something, as if it were a secret between the two of them and she didn't intend to let Zi Nu hear it.

"A separate system of techniques? Could it be the Yin-Yang School?"

Yan Lingji's breath, like a heat wave, was exceptionally clear in his ear. Jiang Mo, however, had no time to think about anything else; his attention was entirely focused on the information revealed in her words.

Yan Dan, as the crown prince of the Yan state, was one of the legitimate heirs of the seven states.

It was precisely because of his close connection to the secrets of the Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon that he attracted the attention of the Yin-Yang School, who then had Dongjun Yanfei use her hidden abilities to monitor him...

Could it be that the surveillance has already begun?

Even the Yin-Yang School was involved in Yan Dan's escape from the Qin state?

Could Dongjun Yanfei also be at this treasure exchange event, or perhaps hiding nearby? Did Yanlingji's spying earlier alert...?

Various speculations arose in Jiang Mo's mind, causing his expression to become slightly serious.

Although to outsiders, Jiang Mo's seemingly bloodless face always carried a cold expression, Yan Lingji noticed the subtle changes in his expression.

He immediately spoke:

"The Yin-Yang School? Do you want me to find them for you? Then, after the Treasure Exchange Conference, quietly eliminate them and steal their treasure!"

As Yan Lingji spoke, a look of eager anticipation appeared on her face.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mo couldn't help but chuckle. He patted the other person's shoulder with a hint of helplessness and reassured him, "It's not like this is... Anyway, don't act rashly."

He meant it wasn't like the auctions in the stories I've told you.

But before he could finish speaking, he received a warning from the old book, so he quickly changed his words and pointed in the direction of the Bing Pavilion, asking in a low voice:

"Did you see the people in that room just now? What kind of people were they?"

"Hmm, a young man who looks like a wandering knight, with a somewhat cynical look on his face, lying on the couch and tossing fruit in his hand..."

As Yan Lingji spoke, she reached out and picked up a fruit from the table, gently tossing it into the air:

"Yeah, that's it! When he heard the treasure being introduced earlier, that guy seemed really interested, sticking his head out and looking around like he'd never seen anything like it before."

Describing what she had just seen, Yan Lingji raised her hand and caught the fruit that had been tossed up.

No bright flames emerged from his palm, but the scalding heat had been injected into the fruit, causing it to expand outwards and naturally crack open its skin.

With her fair fingertips, Yan Lingji gently picked up a piece of fruit and put it into Jiang Mo's mouth.

The heated fruit loses its original crispness and sweetness, becoming softer, more glutinous, and sweeter, offering a unique flavor.

Jiang Mo accepted the feeding as usual, his mind filled with the description of Yan Ling Ji.

It does sound like that guy Jing Ke.

This piece of evidence, besides geographical and historical evidence, is a major piece of evidence supporting Jiang Mo's conjecture about Yan Dan's whereabouts.

Important witnesses.

Even though it's a coincidence, Yan Dan and Jing Ke, two key figures in Jing Ke's assassination attempt on the King of Qin, both appeared near Xinzheng City to attend this secret treasure exchange meeting.

That cannot be described as a mere coincidence.

Moreover, there was a sentence in Yan Lingji's description that Jiang Mo found quite interesting: "She was peeking around, looking like she hadn't seen much of the world."

Although, Yan Lingji, who comes from Baiyue, said this in a somewhat subtle way.

However, the fact that she dared to make such a comment suggests that the expression on Jing Ke's face was most likely that of a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden.

The treasure he used in exchange was also quite intriguing.

Crystal arrows are not something that should be used in this kind of place.

Look at what the others have brought.

A dragon-shaped cauldron, a jade bracelet, a coral-colored wine vessel...

Each and every piece was either a decoration or jewelry; in short, they exuded an air of extravagance.

In this context, the appearance of those three mystic crystal arrows at the Treasure Exchange Conference seemed rather abrupt.

It's like being at a stress relief support group meeting where everyone brings things like "music to help you sleep" or "exercise to relieve stress," and then you reach into your pocket and slam your hand on the table.

He said, "M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson..."

In addition to Yan Lingji's description of Jing Ke's expression and reaction, Jiang Mo suspected that this guy was not originally a distinguished guest of the Hidden Dragon Hall, but only participated in this Treasure Exchange Conference through some special means.

This is to accomplish certain clandestine, unspeakable actions.

For example, to meet with Yan Dan so that they can escort her back to China in the days to come...

Of course, Jiang Mo also knew that according to official historical records, Yan Dan and Jing Ke were originally strangers, and only befriended this wandering knight in order to realize the plan to assassinate the King of Qin.

But that's official history.

In official history, Han Fei was not the Ninth Prince at all.

The world of Qin's Moon is clearly not official history; even if it were placed in unofficial history, it would be quite fantastical...

When Jiang Mo thought of this, the loot he had obtained in the dungeon flashed through his mind. Recalling the soft touch and the daring design, he couldn't suppress the restlessness surging through his body.

This drew a strange look from Yan Lingji beside him.

"We need to keep an eye on those two later..."

Feeling a little guilty, Jiang Mo shifted his gaze, his plan to divert Yan Lingji's attention.

Just then, Situ Wanli's introduction came to an end: "And in this simple and elegant box is the treasure brought by the last guest."

The brocade cloth was lifted, and the intricately designed box that Wei Zhuang had specially prepared appeared in the hall.

Many people were drawn to the mysterious object, while others looked up toward the T-shaped pavilion, wondering who was behind this charade.

Jiang Mo sat up straight again.

He also supported Yan Lingji's waist and helped her sit up, as she was already half-lying lazily on the bed.

Like guardian deities, they sat upright on either side of Zi Nu.

Yan Lingji pouted, clearly still harboring resentment about what had just happened, but still obediently sat up straight as Jiang Mo had instructed.

Next, it's Zi Nu's turn to perform!

As expected, Zi Nu's explanation did not come, and Situ Wanli was also at a loss as to how to further introduce the seemingly unremarkable wooden box.

The scene was quite awkward at one point.

Speak your lines, Zi Nu, give me your lines...

Jiang Mo glanced sideways and noticed that Zi Shen seemed absent-minded, lost in thought, completely unaware that she was supposed to introduce the treasure and lure Han Fei into the trap.

With a slight movement of his lips, Jiang Mo attempted to remind Zi Nu in a very low voice.

However, the other party was clearly still immersed in their own world, while Yan Lingji next to her just showed a gloating smile, without any intention of reminding Zi Nu.

Left with no other choice, Jiang Mo had to take matters into his own hands.

With his right hand behind his back, he maintained his upright posture and quietly reached to the side, gently patting Zi Nu's waist.

"Ah~"

A gasp escaped from Zi Nu's lips, carrying a hint of alluring ecstasy, almost like a shy moan, which startled all three people in the room.

Yan Lingji couldn't help but lean back and look over, and seeing where Jiang Mo had fallen, she couldn't help but feel depressed:

It was just a slight touch on the waist.

I thought it was a direct slap on the butt.

Zi Nu wasn't usually that sensitive, but in her absent-minded state just now, her mind was inevitably filled with many random thoughts.

Especially what I saw and heard in the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Even the most disturbing things can't calm the mind.

In this situation, Jiang Mo suddenly reached out and patted her waist. The direct contact without any clothing to obstruct her view reminded Zi Nu of the touch on her cheek earlier...

The thought of the hickeys extending down my neck...

Without realizing it, the soft moan escaped from his lips.

However, Zi Nu reacted quickly. Instead of covering her mouth, she let out a charming laugh, making the sound that had just escaped her lips seem more like a deliberate provocation to everyone.

Then he spoke again in a languid tone:

"Today, I truly wish to find a destined person here."

“Fate is predetermined by Heaven, and how can it be known by the naked eye of mortals? Therefore, if you want to exchange with me, you must follow one condition: before the transaction is completed, you must not open it to peek at the scenery inside.”