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

"I came here because I saw that the Yin-Yang Master Dongjun was acting suspiciously and seemed to have ill intentions."

"I only intended to reveal her whereabouts so that she would retreat on her own, but I never expected her to attack so ruthlessly. I wonder how you brothers, Jing Ke, offended her?"

Jiang Mo asked the question knowing the answer, but Jing Ke pretended to be confused.

Even though Dongjun had already backed down, he didn't intend to call the Mo family members over. He negotiated with Jiang Mo and the others alone.

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's words, he immediately slapped his thigh:

"Brother Jiang, you don't know, the Yin-Yang School and my Mohist School have a long-standing feud. If you want to talk about right and wrong, it's already impossible to tell them apart."

"If we visit the Eastern Lord today, the Moon Goddess might come tomorrow."

As he spoke, he handed the gourd of wine in his hand to Jiang Mo:

"The Mo family will always remember Brother Jiang's help, but we do not wish to involve you all in the old feud with the Yin Yang School. Therefore, we will not stay here any longer and will only use this wine to express our gratitude."

After a pause, fearing that his words might not have been serious enough, Jing Ke added:

"Brother Jiang, if you ever encounter any difficulties in the future, please do not hesitate to seek the help of the Mohist school. Even if you are thousands of miles away, I, Jing, will certainly go through fire and water to assist you..."

With a flick of his wrist, he also handed over the wooden plaque identifying himself as the leader of the Mohist school.

"Brother Jing, you're too kind!"

Jiang Mo didn't stand on ceremony, took the gourd of wine and gulped it down. Finally finding someone willing to drink with him, Jing Ke was quite pleased and clapped his hands in praise, saying, "Good, Brother Jiang is indeed generous!"

Their words conveyed a sense of mutual appreciation.

He wished he could grab Jiang Mo's sleeve and treat him as a close friend. He was practically ready to light three incense sticks and become sworn brothers.

Unfortunately, Jing Ke remained very cautious about the matter of Yan Dan.

They did not easily allow him to contact Jiang Mo and others.

Even just catching a glimpse of her from afar was enough. Yan Lingji had already locked onto Yan Dan's aura, and Jiang Mo also vaguely sensed a strange familiarity from her.

He was still unsure of where it came from.

But Jiang Mo's intuition told him that this might be related to the secret of the legendary Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions.

Chapter 22 Whom are you looking at?

Seeing Jing Ke and the others leave, Jiang Mo raised his hand, and a crow hidden in the night flapped its wings and landed in his palm, with a rough strand of hair in its beak.

However, it originated from Yan Dan.

Seeing that he carefully put away this lock of hair, even more solemnly than he had treated Dongjun's hair earlier, Yan Lingji and the other woman finally believed Jiang Mo's words.

Since Dongjun had caused such a commotion here, none of them dared to linger.

Nothing happened along the way.

After returning to Zilan Pavilion, having evaded the patrolling soldiers, Jiang Mo felt sore all over, clearly indicating that his muscles were exhausted. He just wanted to lie on his pillow and fall into a deep sleep.

But I was also sticky and sweaty all over, which was very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Zi Nu was well-prepared and instructed people to prepare hot water so that Jiang Mo could lie down in the bathtub immediately, squinting his eyes and letting the hot water soothe his fatigue.

He was drowsy and completely unaware that someone was making a move outside the door.

Yan Lingji, who should have been bathing at the same time, sneaked up to Jiang Mo's door. Hearing the faint sound of running water coming from inside, she couldn't help but chuckle.

He looked like a lecherous flower thief about to strike.

Before her fingertips could even touch the door, a slight whooshing sound came from behind, and a crimson chain blade blocked her way.

Yan Lingji looked up and saw Zi Nu standing quietly to the side.

His expression immediately turned displeased.

"you……"

"Who do we have here? It's you, Sister Yan Lingji! Why are you acting so suspiciously? I mistook you for some clueless thief sneaking in to steal something. I'm so sorry~"

Before Yan Lingji could speak, Zi Nu, who was leaning against the corner of the wall, spoke first.

She spoke words that seemed like an apology, but her words were full of sarcasm.

The Crimson Serpent Sword, which was blocking Yan Lingji's way, showed no intention of being withdrawn, clearly indicating that it was determined to carry out its plan to disrupt Yan Lingji to the end.

"There's nothing sneaky about it. I just wanted to make sure the water temperature was right for Amo."

Yan Lingji wanted to scold Zi Nu for causing her trouble, but she was worried about disturbing Jiang Mo in the room, so she had to lower her voice.

She spoke with such conviction that Zi Nu couldn't help but feel speechless.

"You made sure the water temperature was right, so why did you come empty-handed?"

Of course, there was no running water in this era, let alone water heaters. To take a comfortable hot bath, not only was it extremely difficult to obtain firewood, but it also required servants to run around and help.

Some were tending the fire, others were carrying water.

What's the point of just having one person come?

They didn't even think to bring a bath towel.

It was obvious that she had no experience in serving people, which naturally made Zi Nu cover her mouth and chuckle, feeling that Yan Ling Ji's casually made-up excuse was really weak and unconvincing.

"Could it be that, like you, you never let your weapon out of your sight?"

Yan Lingji reached out and gently pinched the triangular chain blade lying in front of her, fearlessly tossing it aside, and said playfully:

"Like a snake or scorpion that could bite you at any moment."

She paused, then a mischievous glint appeared on her face. She deliberately moved closer to Zi Nu and whispered in a very suggestive tone:

"As for how to maintain the water temperature, I have my own unique secret recipe."

"I see you haven't quite washed away the dust of your journey yet. Why don't you come and experience it for yourself? It will surely give you an unforgettable, soul-stirring feeling..."

As Yan Lingji spoke, she extended her slender fingers, intending to gently lift Zi Nu's chin.

Before she even touched him, the burning heat of his fingertips made Zi Nu's eyebrows twitch involuntarily, and the memory of Yan Ling Ji's groping in the Qianlong Hall came back to her mind.

"You...have no sense of propriety, righteousness, or shame!"

Feeling the heat emanating from Yan Lingji's fingertips, Zi Nu immediately understood what the other party meant by "exclusive secret recipe," and couldn't help but blush and let out a soft scolding.

If it were just mandarin ducks playing in the water, that would be fine.

There are also sisters or guests in Zilanxuan who like this kind of food.

But Yan Lingji actually invited her to join her in the clear pool, which really stirred up an unbearable shyness, causing Zi Nu to subconsciously take several steps back.

But the coquettish tone that comes out of her mouth has no real power to harm her.

Yan Lingji showed no displeasure at being reprimanded; instead, she couldn't help but burst out laughing, making Zi Nu's reaction seem like a playful punch to your chest.

It's almost completely degenerated into a part of flirting.

"Sister Zi Nu, don't be so shy. We're all girls, what's there to be embarrassed about? Helping each other wash up is a common thing~"

Yan Lingji had grasped Zi Nu's weakness; the more shy Zi Nu was, the more unrestrained she became.

As for whether she will gradually become a pervert in his eyes...

She doesn't care because he's not Ah Mo.

Would rumors possibly reach Jiang Mo's ears? Then Yan Lingji is even less worried. How far has her flirting with Zi Nu gone? Most of it is still just talk.

When facing Jiang Mo, she took advantage of his momentary lapse in attention and attacked directly.

Under Yan Lingji's deliberate teasing and provocative attacks, Zi Nu was truly unable to resist and was forced to retreat step by step.

There was no way around it; she had seen far too much in the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Yan Lingji herself might only casually mention something like "wash yourself clean," but in Zi Nu's mind, the corresponding scene would involuntarily appear:

Amidst the rising steam, the two naked individuals met in complete honesty.

Under the sweltering heat, her cheeks glowed with an intoxicating rosy hue. The milky white mist swirled like a fairyland, making her exquisite, jade-like body appear and disappear in the mist.

It added a touch of subtle, alluring charm.

Droplets of water slid down her delicate skin, her wet hair clung to her body, and the heat and thirst from soaking for so long stirred within her...

That was truly the case; the hot spring waters were so smooth they washed away the grease, and from then on, the emperor no longer held court in the morning.

Before Yan Lingji could utter any more explicit words, Zi Nu was already trying to flee. However, in her panic, she was accidentally cornered and couldn't find a way out.

She acted quickly and, suppressing her shyness, let out a cold laugh:

"Ha, I thought you had deep feelings for Young Master Jiang, but now it seems that it's just that you're naturally promiscuous and that your relationship with him is just a passing fancy."

"What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Zi Nu's desperate counterattack hit Yan Ling Ji's weakness perfectly. She didn't care what Zi Nu thought of her; she could simply shamelessly say something like:

I am a barbarian!

Anyway, this wasn't the first time Yan Lingji had done something like this.

However, Zi Nu's comments about her relationship with Jiang Mo were something Yan Ling Ji couldn't accept. Her face immediately darkened, and she glared at Zi Nu with hostility.

Zi Nu, on the contrary, seemed to handle this situation with ease.

"Did I say something wrong? You keep calling him 'Amo' so affectionately, but are you really calling him Young Master Jiang? Or are you treating him as a substitute for someone else?"

What are you saying?

Yan Lingji instinctively feigned ignorance, but her gaze couldn't help but wander. Seeing her guilty look, Zi Nu became even more certain of her suspicions.

She didn't mince words and went straight to the point:

"Although the Baiyue region has been destroyed, not all those who experienced that war have died out. Some people still remember the infamous figures who lived in the Baiyue region at that time."

"Yan Lingji, when you speak of A Mo, are you referring to Young Master Jiang or the Nine Nether Demon?"

As if stabbed in the heart, Yan Lingji's face turned deathly pale, yet she still maintained a domineering demeanor, glaring fiercely at Zi Nu before her, and demanded:

"You investigated me?"

“Yes, if I don’t investigate thoroughly, how can I feel at ease letting you stay, given your high level of expertise in the Innate Realm?”

Without avoiding the other person's gaze, Zi Nu frankly admitted what she had done.