192: competing for splendor

Zhao Feiyan slowly raised her head, looking at Qin Yang.

Her willow-like brows and large eyes seemed to speak, and a small vermilion mole beneath her right eye made her even more alluring.

This allure was not as direct as Daji's; it was veiled, yet possessed a different charm.

"Your dance just now was exquisite. Rise."

"Thank You, Your Majesty."

After receiving Qin Yang's permission, Zhao Feiyan gracefully rose and said in a clear voice, "It is Feiyan's good fortune to be able to dance for Your Majesty."

Speaking of which, Zhao Feiyan glanced at Su Daji behind her, blinked, and asked, "Your Majesty, is this an older sister or a younger sister?"

Good heavens, the competition has already begun.

Qin Yang's lips curved into a smile.

In ancient imperial palaces, the seating order of beauties was never based on age; the one who arrived first was considered senior. Zhao Feiyan was clearly asking a question she already knew the answer to.

"My dear younger sister is so humorous. How can I not be older than you?"

Su Daji smiled alluringly, her words carrying a hidden meaning.

Zhao Feiyan's delicate figure had already lost one round.

But she giggled and said, "Indeed, looking at older sister's attire, she must be from the Shang and Zhou dynasties, so her age is naturally much greater than mine."

Hmph, Su Daji lost another round.

Her eyes widened slightly, then she quickly chuckled, "Therefore, I was the first to arrive by Your Majesty's side. You should learn more from me in the future."

"Understood, Feiyan will certainly get along well with older sister and serve Your Majesty together."

The two women exchanged smiles, and as their gazes met, sparks seemed to subtly fly.

Their first encounter was filled with eight hundred hidden intentions, which greatly amused Qin Yang, who was watching from the side.

"It would be strange if you two could get along well."

Qin Yang muttered to himself.

The characters he Summoned, though their memories were altered, retained their original personalities.

These two, one who wreaked havoc in the court and another who dominated the imperial harem.

How could they possibly see eye to eye when put together?

However, Qin Yang didn't mind them fighting.

Only when a hundred flowers contend in beauty can the garden be filled with fragrance.

Of course, Qin Yang could also Summon another one to create a balanced love triangle.

Three women make a play; it would be even more exciting.

Thinking this, Qin Yang invested another 100,000 Imperial Power to Summon a beauty.

On the huge circular stage, a phantom reappeared.

The moonlight was hazy, and the mountains and rivers were picturesque.

A tall, slightly slender figure stood by the lake.

Dressed in luxurious clothes, with a graceful demeanor, he was clearly a Young Master.

Just as Qin Yang was curious about this person's identity, the mirror-like calm surface of the lake suddenly rippled.

The ripples seemed to be enchanted, opening up like lotus flowers, utterly dreamlike.

And from the pistil of the lotus, a graceful figure rose.

She wore a long blue dress, adorned with silver moon phase patterns on the hem, gently swaying with the ripples of the water, like a blooming blue mandala flower.

Her dark hair was coiled up, elegant and noble, and on her exquisite face, her eyes were like two deep pools, containing endless Wisdom and mystery.

Whether she saw the person on the shore or caught sight of Qin Yang.

The woman's lips curved slightly, revealing a faint smile, indescribably serene and gentle.

She walked gracefully towards the shore, the water beneath her feet like a blue silk ribbon, paving a path for her to the bank.

Just then, the man standing by the shore murmured dreamily, "Faintly, like light clouds obscuring the moon..."

"Fluttering, like a flowing breeze returning snow?" Qin Yang reflexively finished the next line.

Good heavens!

This is Zhen Mi, the Goddess of Luo River!

Qin Yang's eyes lit up, his heart filled with joy.

During the Three Kingdoms period, heroes emerged in great numbers, and beauties shone brightly.

Among the many beauties, Qin Yang's first preference was Zhen Mi.

The reason was simple: he only played this mid-laner.

And the Zhen Mi Summoned by the Bronze Sparrow Terrace also perfectly matched the image in his heart.

She was tall and full-figured, with a gentle and elegant temperament.

If Daji was a fiercely burning rose-red flame, Zhen Mi was a slowly spreading blue mist.

Immediately, Qin Yang looked at Zhen Mi's attributes.

Summon Hero: Zhen Mi.

Summon Cost: 200 Imperial Power.

Title: Goddess of Luo River.

Skills: Thoughts like a Spring, Sighs like Wind and Snow, Overflowing like a Tide.

Dragon and Phoenix Auspiciousness Bonus: Water attribute damage enhanced, Ice attribute resistance enhanced, Spirit enhanced.

Imperial Power Bonus: 100 points per hour (requires stationed Bronze Sparrow Terrace).

"It's a Summon Hero!"

"A Fusion of a general and a beauty!"

Qin Yang was delighted, recruiting a Summon Hero at the Bronze Sparrow Terrace was the most cost-effective, like getting "two yellows in one draw."

He immediately checked Zhen Mi's skill information.

Good heavens, it was just like the settings in the game, a mage-type ability with area damage and crowd control capabilities.

These two abilities combined might be common in games.

But in this world, that would be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Control skills are already powerful, and crowd control goes without saying.

The key is... it can also deal area damage while performing crowd control.

This ability on the battlefield would wipe out a large area in one second!

"Zhao Yun as main attacker, Zhang Liao as main controller, Daji as support, Zhen Mi for area clear... this team composition is invincible in team fights."

Just as Qin Yang was lost in thought, the "Goddess of Luo River" had stepped out of the illusion, bending her knee and saying, "This concubine Zhen Mi greets Your Majesty."

Her voice was as soft as a clear spring, slowly flowing into his heart.

"Rise."

Qin Yang smiled, not concealing his affection.

This made Su Daji and Zhao Feiyan, who were by his side, feel a sense of crisis.

The two exchanged glances, understanding each other implicitly. Their hostility towards each other lessened considerably.

Qin Yang also noticed this detail.

Although Zhen Mi was not keen on palace intrigue, she was not a naive sweet girl either.

Placing her between Su Daji and Zhao Feiyan was enough to form a stable love triangle.

"I wonder what kind of drama these three will put on together."

Qin Yang chuckled mischievously, with a strange sense of amusement.

He remembered he still had a bottle of spirit wine.

He hadn't had his fill earlier.

Perhaps he should take advantage of his high spirits and enjoy Zhao Feiyan's dance.

Thinking this, he drifted towards the inner chambers of the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, and at the same time, spoke to the maidservants, "Set up a banquet, start the music, and perform a dance."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Feiyan bowed gracefully, looked back at Su Daji and Zhen Mi, and a hint of triumph flashed in her large eyes.

When it came to dancing, she would definitely be in the center... The music played, the hibiscus tent was warm.

The fragrance of the spirit wine mingled with the scent of flowers, and a warm mist filled the air.

Qin Yang's intoxication grew more hazy, after soaring through the cloud sea.

When he woke up again, he didn't know how much time had passed in the human world.

It could be said, "The spring night is short, the sun rises high, from then on, the monarch does not hold court early."

"I'm going!"

On the dragon bed, Qin Yang suddenly sat up.

Looking at the messy sleeping chambers, and recalling the journey through the flower-filled cloud sea, he felt as if several springs had passed.

"I... how long have I been playing this game?"

"Someone!"