Qin Dynasty: I am the First Emperor, starting with the Moon Goddess.

The airship soon came to a stop.

Looking out the porthole at the familiar mountains, Yan Lingji's eyes brightened slightly. She jumped out of Ying Zheng's arms, showing no trace of her previous fragility.

The enchantress swayed her plump hips, leaned against the window, and looked down at the earth below.

"Ah~~ I'm back!!"

Yan Lingji's alluring voice echoed through the mountains.

Yan Fei and the others also came to the window and looked down into the darkness, their expressions slightly surprised.

This doesn't look like a populated area at all.

Perhaps sensing the confusion in everyone's eyes, Yan Lingji explained with a smile:

"When I was a child, my family was wiped out by the combined forces of Han and Chu."

"So now all that's left here is ruins."

Yanfei and the others exchanged glances, while Madam Hu gently patted her head with a look of pity.

"It's all in the past. Now we're all family."

Yan Lingji blinked her bright eyes and said with a smile, "You don't think I'm sad, do you? Hehe, I'm the Fire Enchantress~ Madam is from Baiyue, you should know what happens to the Fire Enchantress, right?"

Upon hearing this, Madam Hu looked slightly taken aback, recalling the rumors about the Fire Enchantress she had heard in her youth.

In the eyes of the ignorant mountain people, the Fire Demon was a symbol of misfortune...

One can imagine how miserable Yan Lingji's childhood must have been.

Thinking of this, Madam Hu's eyes filled with even more pity. She gently embraced Yan Lingji and said softly:

"I'll never live like this again~"

Yan Lingji remained smiling, as if nothing had happened.

"Hee hee~"

Yanfei and the others remained somewhat silent; having not experienced such suffering, they could not truly empathize.

Ying Zheng's smile also faded.

He stepped forward and hugged Yan Lingji, then said to the others, "It's late, everyone should go and rest."

The women nodded quietly, even the most boisterous Honglian fell silent.

After the women left, the room became quiet.

Their breaths mingled, and Yan Lingji buried her face in the crook of his neck, her beautiful smile gradually fading.

Her soft, delicate body was no longer as hot as usual.

Ying Zheng gently patted her head and asked softly, "Do you want to go down and take a look?"

Yan Lingji sniffed, letting out a soft sob.

"Hmm~"

With her beautiful eyes slightly raised, looking at Ying Zheng's handsome and gentle profile, Yan Lingji couldn't hold back any longer, and crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.

From birth to this moment, she has endured countless hardships.

Now she finally has a safe haven and people who love and care for her.

Wow ~

Her beautiful, radiant face was streaked with tears.

Ying Zheng gently patted her warm back, tenderly wiping away her tears until she had released most of her emotions.

Ying Zheng cupped her tear-streaked face and teased her with a smile:

"Have you cried enough? Clean up your smeared face, or your mother-in-law will think I've bullied you!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Lingji, who was sobbing, choked for a moment, then widened her beautiful eyes slightly, and said with a mixture of shyness and annoyance:

"You're bullying me!!"

Ying Zheng shook his head and chuckled, pinching her little face. "Alright, alright, let's clean up your smeared face first."

Yan Lingji gave a soft hum, buried her face in Ying Zheng's arms, and began wiping herself, shaking her head.

Ying Zheng: “…”

Sigh, women.

After getting ready, the two jumped off the flying boat and arrived at a dense forest on the mountainside.

Beneath the ancient pine trees, a newly renovated grave appeared somewhat lonely in the moonlight.

The smile on Yan Lingji's face vanished.

"Mother, Ling'er has come back to see you~"

P.S.: Some readers asked why I haven't moved on to the next world yet. It's because I haven't finished the outline yet. This book is doing terribly; I can't even afford a pack of cigarettes a day. I need to survive first. So I'm working on the outline for a new book. But I will continue writing this one. After I finish collecting Ehuang, I'll start the Douluo Continent world.

Chapter 200 The Beast's Thoughts

As night deepened, beside the lonely grave, Yan Lingji's voluptuous and alluring body curled up slightly, like a child nestled in her mother's arms.

The bright moonlight fell on her rosy face, and the few streaks of tears were heartbreaking to see.

At some point, Yan Lingji closed her eyes and began to breathe steadily.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng sighed softly and stepped forward to pick up Yan Lingji in his arms.

Suddenly embraced in her sleep, Yan Lingji instinctively frowned, only relaxing when she smelled the familiar scent.

Her delicate lips curved slightly upward as she nestled affectionately in his arms.

"Your Majesty...my husband~"

She seemed to be dreaming about something, her lips slightly parted, her voice carrying a hint of joy and shyness.

Ying Zheng paused slightly, gave a soft "hmm," and flew up into the clouds with a smile on his face.

Back on the flying boat, Ying Zheng had barely touched the ground when Yan Fei's teasing voice came over.

"Oh~ Is the tyrant suddenly showing mercy and playing the good guy?"

Yan Lingji leaned softly against his chest, her long, jade-like legs encased in intact black stockings, clearly untouched by any conquest.

Ying Zheng paused, giving Yan Fei a disapproving look. Ever since he had dealt with her severely a couple of days ago, his nickname had evolved from a foolish ruler to a tyrant.

"Hmph, does Consort Yan perhaps want to test my methods?"

Upon hearing this, Yanfei seemed to have thought of something. She steadied her plump buttocks with her small hands, spat lightly, and turned to leave.

Why bother admiring the moon? If we delay any longer, we'll miss seeing both of the bright moons.

Ying Zheng couldn't help but laugh, and chased after them while carrying Yan Ling Ji in his arms.

……

They traveled around the various countries of Kyushu, stopping frequently, and it only took them about ten days.

These days, Ying Zheng has truly experienced the joys of being a tyrant.

Even the most dignified and reserved Madam Hu and Consort Yan began to dote on him.

On this day, the flying boat arrived at the South China Sea, just as dawn was breaking.

The waves roared, the seabirds cried softly, and the splashing sound of the water was incessant. Accompanied by the howling wind, the sound of the waves suddenly became short, thick, and fast.

Looking at the surging white waves before him and feeling the trembling of the ship god, Ying Zheng bulged his leg muscles and leaned forward with all his might to steady himself.

Suddenly, waves crashed over him, splashing water everywhere as they hit his stomach.

The glistening water droplets scattered and fell, shimmering in the morning light.

The waves kept crashing, and Ying Zheng felt a slight pain in his stomach.

"Wow~ those waves are huge!"

As a giant sun rises on the horizon, its dazzling morning light shines down.

Ying Zheng opened his arms and embraced the surging white waves.

……

The airship hummed and slowly came to a stop on the blue sea.

The surging, dark blue waves and ripples gradually subsided.

At this moment, Yanfei opened her eyes, and the warm morning light made her watery eyes look even more gentle.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

As she spoke, she seemed a little out of breath, her flawless face glowing with a rosy light.

Ying Zheng snapped out of his reverie, looking at Yan Fei with a hesitant expression, "Ahem, it's nothing serious~"

Seeing this, Consort Yan punished the King of Qin forcefully, then said with a hint of resentment:

"Your Majesty has become distant from me now."