The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

After finishing everything, the day Bai Changchuan had chosen arrived as scheduled.

Yingji is filled with apprehension about the future~(ˉ▽ˉ~)

There's no way around it; it's hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman, and I'm always afraid of not handling the relationship well.

But the hidden expectation in my heart was still impossible to ignore, and my heart was pounding with excitement and my hands were trembling.

After a series of investiture ceremonies, he returned to the Zidi Palace with the newly appointed White Consort.

Bai Changchuan looked at Gong Yu with great satisfaction, after all, there was a whole area of ​​training pavilions, a horse farm, and an indoor gym.

Ying Ji tried her best to perfect everything she could think of in advance.

Fortunately, he was quite happy. Black Crow and White Feather had directly passed through the main road and could serve as his personal bodyguard.

Satisfied after looking her over, Bai Changchuan dismissed everyone, wrapped his arms around the woman's waist from behind, and gently kissed her earlobe.

"You've worked hard. I wonder, Princess, who will you favor tonight?"

Ying Ji was a little distracted by the tingling sensation on the tips of her ears, and the man's close body pressed against her only accelerated her loss of reason.

She tried to turn around, but the embrace was too tight. Ying Ji didn't tolerate it at all and grabbed one of her arms to escape the restraint.

She grabbed the man's waist with one hand, supported his buttocks with the other, and wrapped his long, shapely legs around her waist.

Find the right spot on the bed, and lie down on it.

"Looks like you've made plans for today. I won't allow you to run away in the middle of the night."

Bai Changchuan's voice now carries a captivating allure that leaves one wanting more.

"Let's see who begs for mercy first tonight."

Ying Ji was no saint; her increasingly domineering nature made her intolerant of such provocation.

He bit down directly on her plump, moist lips, prying open her pearly teeth. He went straight for the heart of the matter.

The shadowy figures that overlapped throughout the night made the moon seem somewhat shy as it left.

Seeing the man's trophies early in the morning, he whistled in a rather roguish manner.

Before Bai Changchuan could even regain his senses, he heard a hooligan's whistle...

Seeing that the man was awake, she restrained herself slightly, pulled back the man's clothes, and gave him a light kiss on the throat.

"Can you get up? Do you want me to carry you to wash up?"

Bai Changchuan's cheeks flushed slightly as he thought about how he had surrendered last night and been coaxed into wearing a chastity belt.

The last time, he seemed to cry, and the person on top of him didn't stop.

When he opened his mouth to speak, his voice was so hoarse it was as if he had swallowed an erhu.

"You scumbag, where did you get that? You're not allowed to use props anymore."

Ying Ji didn't answer, after all, it was something she didn't want to hear, and carried the person to wash up.

The water temperature was so comfortable that Bai Changchuan couldn't help but fall asleep again.

When the moon and stars were few, I realized I had slept for a whole day...

Upon leaving the Zidi Palace, Ying Ji's mood was visibly cheerful.

But this annoyed Zhang Liang, who would occasionally make terrible dishes and insist on feeding them to him personally.

Ying Ji was experiencing both pain and pleasure, imagining that she had no sense of taste in an attempt to deceive her body.

This time, Zhang Liang made cookies, and other people's cookies smelled wonderfully of milk.

The dark, indistinct mass of "charcoal" in front of them was held in the hand of a smiling, handsome man.

Then, in a gentle, coaxing tone, she said, "Oh, open your mouth. This is your favorite flower dew biscuit. Try it and see if there's anything you can improve."

Ying Ji looked at the unidentified object and felt her stomach churn, but then she saw Zhang Liang's cautious yet expectant gaze.

I gritted my teeth and swallowed it whole, but it was too big to swallow easily, so I could only chew it a few times and swallow it without any expression.

"Not bad, you can taste the sweetness, but the heat was a bit too high. Next time, bake it for a shorter time, or don't use too high a heat... If possible, you can actually have the kitchen do it, and you can just supervise from the side."

Zhang Liang nonchalantly handed over another piece: "How can that be? Only what you make yourself has the heart."

Ying Ji was inwardly crying her eyes out, but she still forced a smile: "Really? Why are you thinking about cooking lately? Is there nothing you like to eat in the kitchen?"

Zhang Liang shook his head, a blush rising on his face: "I just wanted to cook for you, but I could never quite get the timing right."

Ying Ji stared at the black charcoal stuck to her lips, speechless and choked with emotion, before resignedly opening her mouth and swallowing it.

Then, he quickly chewed up the remaining charcoal on the plate and swallowed it before his tongue could even react.

As long as there's no problem with the food, it's fine. After all, we've been eating terrible food for the past few days, and apart from the bad taste, there's really nothing wrong with it.

Seeing that a plate of cookies had been eaten, Zhang Liang's ears turned red, and he knew how bad his cooking skills were.

Otherwise, since Ying Ji has been showing off her full face in front of him lately, he wouldn't want to give her any of this to eat.

Thinking about his efforts over the past few days, Zhang Liang felt uneasy. He really hadn't expected cooking to be so difficult.

But thinking about my plans, I still manage to create a lot of unpalatable junk every day...

However, Ying Ji has been spared recently, and some military dependents from remote areas have arrived ahead of schedule. They are currently being provided with housing, food, and bathing facilities.

Taking a bath is of utmost importance. Some people don't bathe for years, and the grime on their bodies is so thick that they can't scrub it all off.

My hair was all tangled up and I had a lot of lice. If I couldn't handle it, I'd just shave it all off.

Although we say that our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents, lice don't care about such things. Apart from the women who gave us herbal medicine to soak in water for washing, all the men, being tough and flexible, simply went bald.