The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

The executioner reported the latest news to the King of Qin and then went to Yongning Palace to pay his respects to the princess.

After all, as the person who recommended him who had a high opinion of him, Xingren held Yingji in high esteem.

Ying Ji knew about Xing Ren; Ying Zheng had already spoken to him about it. Now that someone had come to pay their respects, she naturally wouldn't stop him.

Upon seeing the unharmed Ying Ji, the executioner bowed and said, "Your Highness, I have come to report on the assassin."

Zhang Liang, carrying pastries, simply sat down to Ying Ji's left: "These are freshly baked crab roe pastries from the kitchen. You used to love them. Try them."

Ying Ji raised an eyebrow, looked at the executioner, but did not say that Zhang Liang's behavior was inappropriate.

The executioner bowed to Zhang Liang and continued the previous topic: "The assassin has confessed that he was originally from Wei, but was switched at birth with a young boy from Zhao."

Later, due to his outstanding abilities, he was sent to the State of Chu to act as a spy. However, in order to win over this orphan of the State of Zhao, the people of Chu gave him many good things.

Finally, because he was appreciated, he was sent to the State of Wei to continue his undercover work. After returning to Wei, his former superior sent him to the State of Qin, which would also help him sow discord between the states of Qin and Chu.

A month ago, he resumed his identity as a Zhao citizen, obtained a travel permit from Zhao, and went to Xianyang to set up a stall.

Because he was no different from ordinary people, no one noticed anything amiss about him.

The assassination attempt that day was a spur-of-the-moment decision. Because I knew Liangcejun, I guessed that the person next to me was the Lord of Danyang.

By applying a potent poison to an instrument on the wrist, one can succeed through a single collision.

He intended to go into hiding after the assassination, but was caught red-handed by the Bad Guys.

Ying Ji frowned. This matter was too reasonable. Although people from several countries were involved, it was really too much of a coincidence.

Zhang Liang poured tea for Ying Ji and asked softly, "Where did this poison come from?"

Upon hearing this, the executioner replied directly: "The assassin said that he encountered someone who used this poison to slaughter an entire clan, and he had been secretly observing them before stealing it when they were off guard."

I've used it many times before, and it almost always kills you within a day, with no cure.

Zhang Liang understood, and was still surprised: "Is that so? This poison is so incurable, and to let him steal it so easily seems too hasty."

The interrogator was stumped by the questioning and was annoyed that he hadn't thought of this part and that there was still a loophole. He immediately said that he would go and check it again.

Ying Ji gave them some food and tea and then let them go.

He turned to look at Zhang Liang: "You have overstepped your bounds."

Zhang Liang was somewhat hurt. He had never been so cautious before, and now, after saying just one more word, he was warned: "Princess, this has always been the case between us."

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes, and the complex emotions in them made Ying Ji turn her face away.

"Ah Zheng said you are very intelligent and will surely be able to see that something is wrong with me. Just stay as you are, and I will grant you any reward you desire."

Zhang Liang looked up, puzzled as to why the same person could change so much.

He shook his head: "A concubine's duty is to take care of the princess, and he doesn't deserve any reward. However, the princess hasn't visited him for several days, which is quite different from before."

Ying Ji didn't quite grasp the point. Shouldn't they mostly stay in their own palace and only summon people when needed? That's how Ying Zheng always acted.

Zhang Lianghao seemed to be able to see through people's hearts. His cheeks flushed, and he said gently, "You never stay in Yongning Palace for this long. You always rest in Zifang Palace."

Ying Ji became even more uncomfortable and directly refused: "I am not feeling well, I will live on my own from now on."

Zhang Liang nodded: "Okay, then I'll come and keep you company anytime."

Ying Ji refused again: "No need. I saw that you did a good job as the Director of the Imperial Household Department. I will go and help you tomorrow. The situation is unstable, and we should prioritize the affairs of the state."

Zhang Liang obediently accepted the order, didn't linger, and left immediately.

Not long after he left, Bai Changchuan, dressed in military uniform, strode in.

He merely bowed slightly, and without waiting for a response, sat down to one side and said, "Zhang Liang has been here."

The accusatory tone annoyed Ying Ji, but she didn't kick him out, since she still needed him to cover things up.

However, influenced by Ying Zheng, he still believed that Bai Changchuan was somewhat unruly and needed to be disciplined.

Bai Changchuan's previous tenderness and affection, cultivated over several years in the military, completely vanished.

So he didn't notice the danger in Ying Ji's eyes, casually finished the pastries on the plate, and lay down directly on Ying Ji's lap.

Startled, Ying Ji tensed her leg muscles and almost kicked the person away.

In other words, her body didn't react in time; she was just about to get up when the man skillfully draped his arms around her neck.

A faint vanilla scent lingers around the neck, which is very comforting.

But Bai Changchuan really thought that women with amnesia were really hard to deal with. If he had been this proactive in the past, he would have already undressed halfway and been thrown onto the bed and kissed.

As a result, the woman acted like Liu Xiahui (a legendary figure known for his chastity), without making a single move.

Thinking that the woman had amnesia, he decided to proceed gradually, showering her with light kisses from her forehead to the corners of her lips.

Just as we were about to take it a step further, we pushed it forward with great force.

Ying Ji blushed and angrily rebuked, "Consort Bai, be mindful of your conduct. To indulge in lewdness in broad daylight is far too frivolous."

Bai Changchuan was suddenly pushed away. Before he could even feel wronged, he was scolded and immediately became angry: "Isn't this your usual style? Now that you have amnesia, you start to pretend."

Ying Ji coldly said, "As long as you stay in the army, my pretense is none of your business. Doing your job well is more important than love and romance."

Bai Changchuan was angry, but he held back. Women have no memory, and he couldn't frighten her.

"Hmph, you just wait, especially when you beg to come over."

Ying Ji didn't care at all, and even lamented that she had spoiled him too much. A mere concubine dared to put on such airs.

Thinking of the goodwill Ah Zheng had given him, he decided to go find Yuan Ge. He had heard that this woman had been serving him closely and should know quite a bit. Now that she was studying at the Imperial Academy, he thought he could meet her.

Leaving Zhangtai Avenue and looking at the people of Xianyang, I felt that they were almost like the utopian world described in books.

The elderly were not unattended; they played chess and drank tea together, with happy smiles on their faces.

Young children run freely on the street, paying close attention to the red and green flags.

The cries of vendors can be heard on the streets at all times.

There were hardly any ragged people on the streets. Even the few who were in distress only had a few more patches on their clothes, and their clothes were clean from head to toe.

You can see people chatting in the teahouses you pass by.

Passing by the Dragon Gate Inn, I couldn't help but feel curious as I looked at the crowded people at the entrance.

The temple servant quickly explained, "Today is a storytelling show by an anonymous gentleman, so many people have come to hear his stories."

Ying Ji glanced at the sky. She had nothing else to do today, so she decided to join in the fun.

The eunuch went to fetch Niu Dazhuang.

Ying Ji was led upstairs by several well-built men to her usual seat.

Fruits and snacks were served quickly, accompanied by a handsome young servant with a smile on his lips and two sweet dimples.

It was delightful to see. The fifteen or sixteen-year-old placed his hands on Ying Ji's shoulders and said, "Your Highness, let me massage your shoulders. If there's anything wrong, just let me know."

Ying Ji assumed that she had always acted this way, so she remained silent.

The other handsome men looked at the boy being massaged with envy in their eyes.

They started discussing it as soon as they stepped outside.

"Sigh, why wasn't I chosen? The princess is beautiful, so capable, and she treats the prince so well."

"Forget about it. The princess kept people with her that time. Xiangyang was just lucky."

"That's not necessarily true. You've seen the handsome young man by the princess's side before. With his looks, he probably wouldn't be interested in that bean sprout Xiangyang."

“I think so. What part of Xiangyang can compare to Liangcejun? He’s just asking for trouble.”

Niu Dazhuang encountered several people gossiping behind his back and angrily rebuked them: "If you can't do the job, quit. You're not allowed to gossip about your employer behind his back."

A group of quails quickly shrank their necks, shut their mouths, and ran away.

Niu Dazhuang saw that Ying Ji had indeed left someone behind. He took a look while they were talking about the shop and saw that she hadn't done anything out of line, just rubbing his shoulders.

Even so, Xiangyang's status was subtly elevated, further fueling his determination to climb the social ladder.