Martial Arts Crossover: Zhao Min, your sidekick is really something else.

Chapter 83

Even if these two were having an affair in broad daylight, they wouldn't do such a thing in front of the servants. Zhao Min didn't send Lianxing away; she simply led Xiao Yaoqing into the main hall on her own.

Upon arriving at the destination, Zhao Min waved her hand to both sides: "Bring me the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone."

The servants worked swiftly and quickly prepared everything. Although no one knew what the princess was up to, no one dared to delay once the order was given.

A large sheet of Xuan paper was laid flat on the table, and someone stepped forward to grind the ink.

Lianxing tilted her head and glanced at it a few times, completely baffled as to what Zhao Min was trying to do.

Xiao Yaoqing's suspicions began to surface. He turned his head and his gaze fell on the bare wall on the left side of the main hall.

The next second, Zhao Min picked up the pen, flicked her wrist, and the pen tip fell onto the paper:

"A white rainbow flies atop the throne, a green snake roars from its sheath, frost gleams on its blade, and the full moon shines upon its crown."

"The sword cuts through the clouds beyond the sky, the sword pierces the midday sun, the sword pierces the belly of a demon, the sword brushes the head of a treacherous minister."

"Hidden generals ward off evil spirits, but do not frighten only concubines and wives. Save the dragon from the deep pool, but do not test it on the dogs in the street."

Every character is powerful, with sweeping strokes and crisp, clean ink marks.

Xiao Yaoqing knew exactly what was going on. These were the very lines of poetry he had recited when Zhao Min first obtained the Heaven-Slaying Sword. In fact, the poem was originally written by Zhao Min herself during her nighttime test of the Heaven-Slaying Sword at Green Willow Manor; he had simply mentioned it beforehand.

Xiao Yaoqing wasn't exactly an expert in calligraphy, but looking at these strokes, he could tell Zhao Min had considerable skill. If he were to praise her, he'd probably just keep repeating, "Amazing, amazing!"

Lianxing, however, was different.

Her gaze fell on the paper, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She glanced at Zhao Min, thinking to herself: "This calligraphy is quite powerful, yet there's a touch of gentleness in the strokes. I never expected this girl to have such a calligrapher."

Afterwards, she silently went through the poem in her mind, a hint of appreciation appearing in her eyes.

I suppose I wrote this after I got the Heaven Sword last night, tried it out, and got excited?

This Zhao Min is quite talented.

Thinking of this, Lianxing couldn't help but add a kind word for Zhao Min in her heart.

If Zhao Min knew Lianxing's true identity, she would probably be overjoyed. But right now, in other people's eyes, Lianxing is just a maidservant they casually keep by their side.

Zhao Min dipped her brush in ink again and added a line of fine characters to the paper: "Testing the Heaven-Reliant Sword at night, it is truly a divine object. I have recorded a poem from 'On Swords' to praise it..."

She wrote in the style of Yuan Zhen's poem "On Swords," which she was aware of, hence her humble addition of that sentence.

But Zhao Min stopped writing at this point.

She turned to look at Xiao Yaoqing and asked, "Xiao Yaoqing, where are you from?"

"Um?"

Xiao Yaoqing was stunned for a moment.

Is this girl testing him?

To be honest, he was overthinking it.

But which time traveler wouldn't have some doubts if someone suddenly asked them this question?

Xiao Yaoqing looked at her and asked, "Why are you asking this?"

Zhao Min pointed to the Xuan paper on the table: "The signature."

"If this poem isn't yours, whose name is it?"

Lianxing was stunned for a moment.

She abruptly turned her head and stared at Xiao Yaoqing's face, her eyes filled with surprise and delight, her heart already bubbling with excitement:

"So...this poem was written by Brother Xiao Yaoqing!"

"Brother Xiao Yaoqing is amazing!"

"I knew it! Where would Zhao Min get such skills? My brother is the one who's capable! Hmph!"

Well, Lianxing got all proud first, but what does this have to do with her?

Meanwhile, Xiao Yaoqing... *cough cough*

Xiao Yaoqing felt embarrassed.

What do you mean by saying I wrote this poem?

It's one thing for others to say it, but for the original author to say it... it just feels too much.

So he quickly said, "Never mind, you wrote the words, just put your name on it."

"That won't do!"

Zhao Min's voice suddenly became urgent, "Whoever's things belong to them, they belong to them. You can't just force your things on me, can you?"

"Or... do you not want me to know where you're from?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yaoqing's face became even more embarrassed.

Zhao Min's words only made things worse; they felt like Xiao Yaoqing had been slapped twice across the face.

This poem was clearly written by Zhao Min herself!

But if he says it now, will Zhao Min believe him?

I can't just tell her directly—I came from the modern world, can I?

To be honest, Xiao Yaoqing really didn't want to put his own name on the signature.

But Zhao Min's gaze was fixed on him, and he couldn't avoid it.

He shook his head helplessly and sighed inwardly.

"Fine, I'll be shameless then, go ahead and bite me if you dare!"

Xiao Yaoqing looked at Zhao Min, raised an eyebrow, and continued, "If you really want to know where I'm from, just write—Dragon Kingdom."

"The Dragon Kingdom?"

The moment those two words were uttered, both Zhao Min and Lian Xing's hearts skipped a beat.

I can't quite explain why. This name is just too imposing; just hearing it makes my chest tighten.

Zhao Min frowned, looking at Xiao Yaoqing with suspicion: "Is this a country? I've never heard of it before?"

She paused, her tone tinged with resentment: "And... dare to use 'Dragon' as the name of their country? That's a bit too much. Does it think it's more powerful than our Great Yuan?"

To be honest, Zhao Min really didn't believe that anyone in the world would dare to use this word to name their country.

But Xiao Yaoqing's expression was very serious. He looked directly at her and said, word by word, "If I have the chance, I will let you see with your own eyes what a true golden age is."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable power.

His tone, his gaze, and the aura he exuded made Zhao Min and Lian Xing hold their breath involuntarily.

Zhao Min knew perfectly well that in her eyes, the Great Yuan Dynasty was the most powerful force. But Xiao Yaoqing's words made her inexplicably feel that... he was telling the truth.

She gave Xiao Yaoqing a deep look and slowly said, "Fine, I'd like to see what kind of prosperous era you're talking about."

After speaking, she turned around, picked up a pen, and wrote four characters at the end:

"Xiao Yaoqing of the Dragon Kingdom".

It must be said that Xiao Yaoqing was slightly startled when he saw this line of text.

He stared at those four words, his eyes filled with a deep sense of reminiscence—could he go back? Perhaps he could, but he couldn't say for sure where the road lay.

After Zhao Min finished writing, she examined her calligraphy with satisfaction, then instructed her servants to frame it and hang it on the left wall of the main hall.

After doing all this, she smiled and called out to Xiao Yaoqing, "Let's go, it's time for lunch."

Green Willow Villa is exceptionally quiet at night.

Moonlight spilled into the courtyard, and the Milky Way hung low. In the pavilion, Xiao Yaoqing, Zhao Min, and Lianxing sat together, surrounded by blooming lotus flowers in the pond, their fragrance wafting in the air.

Lianxing sat on the other side, watching Zhao Min sit so close to Xiao Yaoqing, and occasionally trying to rub against him, her eyes filled with a hint of arrogant displeasure.

However, she wasn't as angry as she was yesterday. It seemed... she had gotten used to it.

Xiao Yaoqing and Zhao Min sat in the pavilion, enjoying the moonlight and savoring the rare tranquility.

The peaceful days didn't last long.

A maidservant trotted to the bottom of the pavilion steps, stopped, and looked up to speak into the pavilion:

"Princess, the girl we rescued during the day has woken up."

Zhao Min raised an eyebrow and stood up abruptly:

"Come on, I'll go take a look. Xiao Yaoqing, you come along too."

"Well……"

Xiao Yaoqing's face once again showed that strange expression.

Lianxing saw this and immediately became very alert.

This was the expression her brother had when he saw that ugly face that morning.

Taking advantage of Zhao Min walking ahead and not paying attention, Lianxing whispered and leaned closer:

"Brother, do you know that ugly girl?"

Xiao Yaoqing was taken aback: "..."

Is my expression so eye-catching?

He turned his head to look at Lianxing:

Why would you think that?

Lianxing pouted:

"From the moment you first saw her this morning, your expression has been completely off. You say you don't know her? I don't believe you for a second!"

She paused, then added:

"And I think I've seen her before at Bright Summit."

This girl's memory and eyesight are truly exceptional.

Xiao Zhao had always stayed hidden among the Wudang Sect members and had never shown her face, yet she still remembered her?

Xiao Yaoqing's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't say anything.

The expression on his face betrayed him.

Fortunately, Zhao Min's mind was focused on what was ahead and she didn't notice this side.

148 Lianxing: Xiao Zhao? This name sounds familiar...

Xiao Yaoqing hesitated for a moment, unsure how to explain, and casually replied:

"Let's go and take a look first."

I quickened my pace and walked forward.

"Hey! Brother, you..."

Seeing that Xiao Yaoqing was deliberately avoiding her words, Lianxing's suspicions deepened.

He secretly bit his lip, thinking to himself:

"Let's see how long you can keep this from me!"

He stamped his foot and chased after them.

In the side room that Zhao Min arranged for Xiao Zhao.

Xiao Zhao had gotten out of bed and was sitting at the table eating in small bites.

Although her face was still pale, it had regained some color, and she seemed to be recovering quite well.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

Zhao Min, Xiao Yaoqing, and Lianxing entered through the door, led by a servant.

Xiao Zhao stood up instinctively, still with the food in her mouth, feeling a little flustered.

The servants of Green Willow Manor quickly began to introduce:

"This is the owner of our Green Willow Manor. She is the one who saved you, Princess. This gentleman next to you is Xiao Yaoqing, Master Xiao."

Apart from Xiao Yaoqing, no one paid any attention to Lianxing, Zhao Min's maid. In everyone's eyes, she was just a little maid and not worth mentioning.

Xiao Zhao, with a half-chewed pastry in her mouth, hurriedly swallowed it.

"thump"

With a soft cry, she knelt at Zhao Min's feet, her voice sweet and clear:

"Thank you so much, Master, for saving my life! Xiao Zhao is deeply grateful!"

These words were spoken so softly and gently that they sent a shiver down one's spine.

She said she was going to kowtow.

Zhao Min reacted quickly and grabbed her arm:

"Don't do this, get up first, I have something to tell you."

After saying that, he helped her up, first moving a chair for Xiao Yaoqing before sitting down himself.

Xiao Yaoqing's expression remained strange.

Lianxing's eyes never left Xiao Yaoqing's face.

Seeing Xiao Zhao's tearful face, Zhao Min said: