Yin Yue Ji

"Several night shadows are drunk and lonely, who will walk with the light of thousands of miles."

Leaning faintly on the railing of the corridor, he looked up at the bright round of light in the sky, then lowered his head and continued to play with the dark blue scabbard in his hand with the strange and complicated carved patterns.

The cold moonlight poured down on half of his body.

The palace was silent at night.The occasional light breeze blowing the treetops shows this emptiness and loneliness even more.

He remembered the conversation he had with his subordinates a few days ago.

"I heard that senior came from the Western Regions?"

"Ah."

"Then why do you seem to be familiar with the Central Plains culture?"

"...Can't you?"

"Sorry, that's not what I meant..."

"Well. It's okay."

"... I heard that senior's father is actually a Han Chinese?"

"...Well. My mother is not. So I went to the Western Regions."

"I see. The senior must have traveled a lot." The young subordinate had an envious expression.

"Well. Sort of."

My father was the governor of the Lingnan area, so I did grow up in Han culture when I was young.However, his father died early due to illness, and there were no relatives here. His mother, who married from afar, missed his hometown, so she brought him back to the Western Regions.The next many years were spent in horse herding tents in the Gobi Desert.Those experiences in the Central Plains in the early days, because of the long history, and my father is not a particularly prominent figure, so not many people know about it.Judging from his appearance, he seems to have inherited more characteristics from his mother's clan.

so many years.Relying on his own martial arts to survive, he has indeed gone a long way.

Thousands of miles of light.Besides this sword, who else can walk together forever.

"Senior doesn't seem to like interacting with other people very much."

"...It's okay." In fact, there is really no intersection.Because I feel that apart from the necessary work tasks, there is nothing much to say.There doesn't seem to be much chatting at this level—"I seem to be talking to you a little more?"

"Because senior's aura is too strong, he always looks so serious, and he rarely speaks very concisely. Others probably don't dare to talk to you much." The young subordinate replied seriously.

"Then why do you dare? You often talk so much?"

"Because I think senior is actually a very good person~" Xuan Miao showed that cute expression that made people think he was so innocent—"It's just stricter. And senior is so powerful, it makes people feel like he is standing next to you." It's very reassuring."

"Are you at ease..." Xuan Miao saw a slight curve on Yin Ruo's lips for the first time, although it was fleeting--"Then who else do you think is stronger?"

"The ones I have seen with my own eyes can't reach the level of seniors..." Xuan Miao thought for a while, "He Lan Yunxing, the youngest son of the Helan family, is not bad, but he still feels worse than seniors. Probably, that Can people be better?"

"Who?"

"Senior, have you heard of Mu Xuan who guards the central palace? Because of his light body and ingenious swordsmanship, he was once hailed as the 'Xuanhe' by the Holy One~ When he first emerged, it was said that he was called the second and no one dared to be the first... However, He doesn't seem to care much about many things, and he always avoids arguing with anyone, and he has never seen him wield a sword in front of others. So, I really don't know what his strength is." Xuan Miao tried his best to search his mind "However, I think senior will definitely not lose to him."

"Muxuan...should have seen it before. Is it the one with the hair all over and always playing with a fan?"

"Well...it should be."

"Xuan Miao, can you accompany me to do some personal affairs after changing shift tonight?" Yin Ruo suddenly frowned and asked when he was on duty a few days later.

"Hmm... what's the matter?" Xuan Miao was a little curious.

"Go to Yongwang Mansion and show their seventh son my sword."

"Huh?" Xuan Miao was taken aback, "Why..."

"Your Majesty ordered it to be explained. It is said that that guy is more appreciative. It is strange that he is a person who does not practice martial arts..." The frown between the brows deepened a little.

"That's right... But I heard that His Highness is very knowledgeable and has researched many things. His Majesty seems to like his nephew very much. Having said that, although it is really uncomfortable for others to look at your own sword. Pleasant, but it would be nice to make friends with these princes and nobles... But why do you want me to go with you?" Xuan Miao was a little puzzled.

"I don't really like dealing with these people. You can help adjust the atmosphere so as not to be too embarrassing."

"Uh, it's also...well then. It's rare to be able to help senior."

"Thank you."

In fact, I don't like to ask others for help.It's just that this time there is really no way.For having to face that guy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frowned slightly.Really.Obviously just a nerd, pretending to study some kind of sword.This kind of guy who can turn against anything for a woman.Really, disgusting, hateful, extremely.

if you can.I really don't want to see you again for the rest of my life.