The Myth of Daqin: The Soul of Yi Xiaochuan

Instantly, Li Si realized his own misstep and quickly apologized: "My dear nephew, I'm sorry. I lost my composure for a moment."

Seeing this, Meng Yi also hurriedly stood up and returned the greeting, saying respectfully, "Master, your words are too kind. I am the nephew who has been rude."

Then, the two sat down. Li Si picked up the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance of tea filled the air.

He slowly put down his teacup, looked at Meng Yi with a determined gaze, and said slowly, "My dear nephew, if one day, a hundred years after Your Majesty's death, the unified Qin Empire falls into chaos and strife, then I, Li Si, will save the empire from collapse, even at the cost of my own life. Because this is what I, Li Si, have always pursued."

Li Si sighed deeply, as if recalling the past years and hardships.

Then, he looked at Meng Yi and continued, "My dear nephew, I have always known you to be a man of exceptional literary talent and martial prowess, and to treat your friends and family with loyalty and righteousness. However, you display no affection for the court or the Qin Empire, as if nothing of your concern exists. I am not begging you to serve the Qin Empire, but you must understand your true purpose."

Li Si's voice was filled with a hint of helplessness and regret. He hoped Meng Yi would understand his good intentions. He knew Meng Yi had extraordinary talent and potential. If he could serve the Qin Dynasty, he would become a pillar of the country.

However, Meng Yi's heart was not here; he was more concerned about his personal freedom and life.

Li Si waited quietly for Meng Yi's response. He hoped that the young man in front of him could understand his painstaking efforts and find his own path.

After hearing what Li Si said, Meng Yi fell into deep thought.

He realized that his cheap uncle was right. Since crossing into this era, he had gradually focused on caring for those around him. When it came to historical figures and events, he was more likely to go with the flow, and he had lost the high-spirited, heroic spirit and ambition that he had when he first came to this world.

He began to reflect on his own actions and realized that he had subconsciously changed the fate of many people. So why not try to create and change history?

This thought made Meng Yi's heart surge with blood, as if he had regained his original passion and determination.

Thinking of this, a bright gleam flashed in Meng Yi's eyes.

He stood up suddenly, saluted Li Si and said gratefully: "Thank you for your heartfelt words, uncle. Meng Yi will definitely take the world as his own responsibility."

Li Si nodded slightly in approval, revealing a hint of relief. "That's great. Since you've made your own decision, I won't say anything more."

Meng Yi bowed again and said solemnly: "Meng Yi will definitely remember the teachings of Uncle Master."

Afterwards, the two chatted about some small things, and the atmosphere gradually became relaxed and pleasant. Finally, Meng Yi bid farewell to Li Si and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

As he left the mansion, Meng Yi looked up at the sky, his mind racing. He knew his arrival had already filled the course of history with uncertainty, but he would hold fast to his convictions and forge his own path.

Meng Yi composed himself, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly to calm himself down.

He patted the horse's back and urged it forward, the sound of its hooves echoing in the air. His goal was the Meng Mansion, where his family and a warm haven lay.

A moment later, Meng Yi arrived at the gate of the Meng Mansion. After dismounting, the guard quickly took the reins from his hand, and Meng Yi strode towards the west courtyard.

As soon as he entered the yard, he saw Lu Su teasing their son Meng Hao. Meng Yi showed a happy smile on his face and walked over quickly.

Meng Yi walked behind Lu Su, gently hugged her slender waist from behind, and felt the warmth of her body.

He lowered his head, leaned close to Lu Su's ear, and whispered softly, "My wife, I miss you so much!"

When Lu Su heard Meng Yi's words, her face flushed. She turned her head slightly, looked at Meng Yi tenderly, and said coquettishly: "Husband, you..."

However, at this moment, Lu Su suddenly realized that there were other people in the yard.

She pushed Meng Yi shyly and said softly, "Husband, there are other people in the yard! Hao'er is here too!" Only then did Meng Yi notice that Qiuya, Xia Zhu and others were around.

Qiuya and Xiazhu were very happy to see Meng Yi come back, but they also knew that they should give the two of them some time alone.

So they quickly picked up the young master, Meng Hao, and walked to the side.

At this moment, Meng Hao widened his eyes and looked curiously at his mother Lu Su being held in his father's arms, with a look of confusion on his face.

Meng Yi smiled and said beside Lu Su's ear: "My lady, there is no one here now!"

Lu Su's face turned even redder. She shyly buried her head in Meng Yi's arms and whispered, "Husband, you are so bad!"

After saying that, Meng Yi no longer hesitated, picked up Lu Su by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom.

Lu Su's face was full of shyness. She didn't dare to look up at him. She just held his clothes tightly and let him carry her away.

Meng Yi pushed open the bedroom door and walked in impatiently.

After entering the bedroom, Meng Yi carefully and gently placed Lu Su on the soft big bed, as if she was an invaluable treasure.

Then he sat quietly beside the bed, gazing at Lu Su's beautiful face affectionately, his heart full of love for her.

Lu Su felt Meng Yi's burning gaze, her heartbeat began to accelerate, and a hint of anticipation appeared in her eyes.

Meng Yi slowly approached Lu Su's face, opened his lips slightly, and said softly: "My wife, I'm here."

Lu Su smiled slightly, reached out and gently stroked Meng Yi's cheek, feeling his warm breath.

The two people's breaths intertwined, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Meng Yi's lips gently touched Lu Su's forehead, then the tip of her nose, and finally landed on her lips. His kiss was gentle and delicate, like a spring breeze.

Lu Su closed her eyes, enjoying the beauty of the moment. She wrapped her arms around Meng Yi's neck and responded to his love enthusiastically.

Meng Yi's hands wandered over Lu Su's body, exploring every inch of her skin. His movements were gentle and considerate, making Lu Su feel extremely comfortable.

In a moment, Lu Su's clothes gradually slipped off and scattered on the ground. Her body was exposed in front of Meng Yi, exuding an alluring fragrance.

Lu Su was not willing to be outdone. She turned around like a light butterfly and turned over to press Meng Yi under her.

At this moment, her eyes became hazy and charming, as if they could seduce anyone's soul. A shy smile hung on the corner of her mouth, exuding a charming charm. She panted lightly and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Husband, I want to come too."

Meng Yi was startled by Lu Su's sudden action, but he was more surprised and excited. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: "My wife is really getting better and better!"

Lu Su's initiative made Meng Yi even more excited. He hugged Lu Su tightly, his hands unconsciously wandering over her body. The two kissed passionately, their tongues intertwined, their breaths intertwined, making the air around them become hot.

Meng Yi's body became more and more restless. Lu Su's hands gradually became dissatisfied with stroking and began to try to undress Meng Yi.

Meng Yi smiled at Lu Su, his eyes full of doting. Their bodies pressed tightly together, their warmth transferred to each other, making the whole room hot.

At this moment, the room was filled with warmth and sweetness. Meng Yi and Lu Su were immersed in the ocean of love...