Everyone drank and watched dancing in Jinghua Garden until late at night before leaving Jinghua Garden before the curfew.
Yang Ming, who had not yet moved away from the Meng family, naturally met Meng Tian on the same road. The two of them rode together. The August night was already a lot cooler. Fortunately, both of them drank a lot of wine, so it was not a big deal.
I feel how cold it is late at night during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Brother Yang, why didn't you ask me just now?" Meng Tian pondered for a moment, then asked his question.
Yang Ming is now the captain of Ganquan Palace, but he has only thirty people under his command, including the old, weak, sick and disabled. It is not an easy task to form a complete imperial guard in a short time.
If there are more people who don't listen to orders, it will be even more troublesome.
This is also the reason why Yang Ming wants to personally recruit Li Jue and Yun Ze. If Yang Ming wants to truly control the upcoming Ganquan Palace guards, he must place his own people.
"Because we are friends." Yang Ming said.
"Even if we are friends, we shouldn't meet outsiders, right?" Meng Tian continued: "I think I am quite capable. Among my peers in Xianyang, I am not bad at all. I can still help Brother Yang.
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"You regard me as a friend, so you want to help me, and I also regard you as my good friend, so I can't make things difficult for you. You are different from people like Li Jue and Yun Ze. What I give them is
Opportunity, but for you, it not only does not give you an opportunity, but also deceives you." Yang Ming said.
"I am still a white man now, and the position of imperial guard of Ganquan Palace is not small for me." Meng Tian said.
"That's for others, but for you Meng Tian, the stage that belongs to you should be the battlefield, not the palace. You are different from me. I have nothing but martial arts, so I need to take shortcuts, and
The palace is the fastest shortcut, but you were born in a general, and have been taught by the general since you were a child. The skills you have learned are all correct, and you can pursue what you want in an upright manner." Yang Mingdao.
Before Meng Tian could say anything else, Yang Ming continued: "Besides, I am confident that I can still do a good job as a small captain of Ganquan Palace. If there is really any need for your help in the future, I will naturally not show up. Last night
Aren't you the first person I think of?"
"That's true, but I've fallen into a cliche." Meng Tian shook his head and laughed.
"However, if possible, I still hope that one day we can fight side by side on the battlefield."
"That day won't be too far away. How could the world be so big without the names of Yang Ming and Meng Tian?" Yang Ming laughed.
"Yes, the world is so big, wouldn't it be too monotonous without the names of Yang Ming and Meng Tian?" Meng Tian rarely changed from his usual calmness, and became a little more wild.
Youthful spirit, who is not the protagonist in his own story?
Just like the fish girl at this time, she is also the protagonist of her own story.
"It is very likely that there will be scars on your shoulders." In the room that belonged to Li Wu, Li Wu took off the bandage on Yu'er's shoulders, looked at the sword wounds that were deep enough to penetrate the bones, and said slightly sadly, so
It wouldn't be a pity if his perfect shoulder had scars due to this sword wound.
At this time, Yu'er only wore a tube top on her upper body, showing her perfect shoulders under the light. This was Li Wu's bedroom, so Yu'er naturally had no need to cover up, so he knelt down on the bed.
Under the light of the lamp, the skin is like jade, better than peach blossoms, white with red and crystal clear, reflecting the light of the lamp, like the bright moon in the sky, and dotted with mountains and mountains, forming the most beautiful scenery in the world.
"The sword that hides the sun is too fast and fierce, and the energy of the sword penetrates into the bones. It is very difficult not to leave any scars." Yu'er said without any emotion, as if the injured person was not him.
"Wouldn't it be possible if the sword energy was eliminated?" Li Wu asked.
"Although I can erase the sword energy from flesh and blood, I cannot guarantee that I can erase it without harming the body. In the end, scars will still be left," Yu'er said.
"What if we let others help?" Li Wu suddenly thought of an idea and asked.
"The injury is in this place and with this kind of injury. Others can't help." Yu'er said.
"That's not necessarily the case. Yang Ming might be able to help."
Li Wu took out a clean bandage and gently wrapped it around Yu'er's shoulder. Following Li Wu's movements, Yu'er raised his arm slightly so that Li Wu could wrap the bandage around his armpit.
Following Yu'er's movements, a curved 'halo' was squeezed out from the edge of the tube top under her ribs. Li Wu's eyes subconsciously focused, feeling a little dazzling.
Her figure is also good, not inferior to Yu'er at all, but when it comes to skin, although her skin is fair and delicate, it is still far from Yu'er, which makes Li Wu very envious.
But I can only envy it. It is really difficult to be too demanding about something like natural beauty.
"He?" Upon hearing this name, Yu'er's brows subconsciously tightened. She didn't know what she thought of because of this name.
"Yes, he can kill Zhi Ri, and his martial arts must be much better than Zhi Ri. The injuries Zhi Sun left on you shouldn't be a problem for him. Moreover, according to the information I collected before, Yang Ming's internal strength is very strong.
He is good at healing wounds. He had arrow sores on his forearm before, but they disappeared later," Li Wu recalled.
"It's not appropriate, he is a man." Yu'er shook his head and refused.
Hearing Yu'er's rejection, a hint of disappointment appeared on Li Wu's expression, but it was immediately replaced by another look: "But will such a wound have any impact on your next mission?"
"This?" Yu'er couldn't help showing hesitation after hearing this. Her next mission is extremely important. If there is such a sword wound on her shoulder, it will indeed become a big variable, and her mission is not allowed to fail.
"Besides, it's Yang Ming, so it shouldn't matter." Li Wu said confusingly at the side.
She could see some things more clearly than Yu'er, a superior who only knew the mission, whether it was Yang Ming's relationship with Yu'er or Yu'er's relationship with Yang Ming.
"If that's the case, he will probably guess our identity." Yu'er said a reason that was not a reason.
"He may have known our identities a long time ago, he is very smart." Li Wu said.
"Is he willing to help?" Yu'er asked hesitantly. She didn't realize that she had asked an extremely stupid question.
"He must be willing to help, and he is very willing to do so, even asking for it." Li Wu saw that his words finally had an effect, and while continuing to bandage, he showed a smile of success.
At this time, Yu'er also noticed something strange about Li Wu and said, "What exactly do you want to say? What does he want so much?"
"Don't you see? Yang Ming likes you." Li Wu tied the bandage into a knot and helped Yu'er put on a thin shirt.
"Like me?" Yu'er pondered, a hint of confusion already appearing in his clear and cold eyes.
"Didn't sister notice? Yang Ming often comes to Jinghua Garden, but he never looks for another woman." Li Wu said quickly when he saw this.
"Aren't you his good friend? It's normal for him to look for you instead of anyone else," Yu'er said.
"He is looking for me, but he is looking at you, sister. Haven't you noticed that his eyes often stay on you intentionally or unintentionally?" Li Wu said.
"He often takes the initiative to talk to you. Although you mostly ignore him, he is not angry. When you ignore him, he doesn't say much. When you ignore him, he talks non-stop."
Wu said quickly.
"Doesn't he like to talk?" Yu'er asked puzzledly. Although what Li Wu said was true, such a fact didn't seem to have any other meaning, right?
"He likes to talk? Sister, you are wrong. There are so many girls in Jinghua Garden, and many of them are more beautiful than me. Have you ever seen him talking to those people?" Li Wu said.
"So, he likes me?" Yu'er said as calmly as before, as if the person she was talking about was not herself at all.
"Have you forgotten what he said when we were at the Meng family? He said he would avenge you, but for you, he directly beat Lord Zhiri to death. What is this called? Use the sentence from the story told by Yang Ming
That's what you call a crowning of anger as a beauty." Li Wu looked at Yu'er, whose eyes were becoming more confused, and couldn't help but reveal a smile that showed success in his conspiracy.
"Really?" Yu'er pondered but said nothing.
As the candles burned out, the room fell into darkness. A pair of eyes flickered faintly in the darkness, wondering what her owner was thinking.
"He likes me?" For the first time in his life, there was a hint of sadness in the heart of this first-class killer named Luo Wang.
Time does not stop because of a person's happiness and sorrow. When the morning sun breaks through the darkness, it is a new day.
In the garden of Xianyang Palace, Zhao Ji, dressed in formal attire, was listening to the report from the lieutenant of the Lieutenant's Mansion.
"So, the person who assassinated Yang Ming was Lao Ai. He secretly used the power of Luo Wang to assassinate Yang Ming, instead of receiving instructions from the commander of Luo Wang?" After listening to the lieutenant's report, Zhao Ji asked majesticly and calmly.
"Yes, the assassination of Lieutenant Yang was planned by Lao Ai alone, and the net was also used by him." The lieutenant replied.
"Aren't you afraid of Lu Buwei, but not Aijia?" Zhao Ji looked at the lieutenant, with a cold look on her face.
"What does Luo Weng want to do? What does Lu Buwei want to do? They actually want Luo Weng's Tianzi first-class assassin to hide the sun and become the captain of the Ai family's Ganquan Palace. Do they want to control the Ai family? Or do they want to assassinate the Ai family?" Zhao
Ji scolded coldly.
"I don't know." The lieutenant was so frightened that he knelt down quickly, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Lu Xiangguo is not easy to mess with, but the Queen Mother Zhao is even more difficult to mess with. Lu Buwei still talks some sense, but the Queen Mother Zhao is someone who can even be unreasonable.
"Lu Buwei and his snare have crossed the line." Zhao Ji said.