The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Five more people were added to Danyang Prefecture. Fu Nian was extremely particular about order. On his first day in the prefecture, he taught his junior disciples to follow the principles of Mencius, Book 4, Part 1.

Without the six musical pitches, the five tones cannot be correctly pronounced; without rules and standards, squares and circles cannot be formed.

Without ethical principles and social order, what is the point of talking about a nation and its people? Without a nation and its people, how can the interests of the people be protected?

Therefore, the memorials in hand are approved according to the rules of etiquette. Although most matters are handled well, Ying Ji still has many minor cases involving military families that she cannot resolve.

Normally, this task was handled directly by Liu Bang, but later it was taken over by Fusu. Now, Fusu has gained much insight and has gone to Zhao with Li Si to study, so this area has become vacant.

The matter of family rules is the most complicated, and it just so happens that Fu Nian, who places great importance on etiquette, always prioritizes filial piety when it comes to conflicts between fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, and so on, before assessing the severity of the matter.

Ying Ji sighed for the fifth time, looking at Fu Nian's report and feeling a headache coming on.

Looking at Yan Lu's approach, while it's conventional and feasible, it lacks a certain soul.

If the two of them have such distinct personal styles, they'll have much less work to do in the future.

Ying Ji touched her smooth chin and decided to follow her previous approach and directly use strong medicine on the gentleman.

He led the two men to face the military family members, while he watched them resolve the situation from a distance.

Surprisingly, Yan Lu was the first to be dealt with.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who had been sitting coldly at the door, were now smiling and welcoming Yan Lu out.

He even verbally welcomed Yan Lu to come again next time.

Fu Hu was chased out by an old man: "Why do you speak so rudely, official? What's wrong with my son talking back? He's just trying to be kind, afraid that I, an old man, will be cheated. What nonsense are you spouting? Make him listen to everything I say."

My son went to school and definitely knows more than I do. I was just angry and said a few words to my superiors; there's no need for my son to apologize.

Ying Ji's performance was both hilarious and inexplicably impressive.

Seeing the woman's smiling eyes, Zhang Liang felt much better and took the initiative to move closer, the aroma of tea lingering in his nose.

Ying Ji turned her head and saw the man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes. With just one glance, she leaned forward as if bewitched.

But just as it was about to touch that soft spot, it stopped.

It wasn't that Ying Ji was unwilling, but as she approached Zhang Liang, an uncontrollable pain welled up in her heart.

The once sweet fragrance now made her want to vomit, causing Ying Ji to unconsciously take two steps away.

Zhang Liang observed everything clearly, consciously succumbed to depravity, and knowing all this, he still became a driving force.

Ying Ji lost her mood and hurriedly took her leave.

Sitting in the carriage, the woman stared at her palm. She had just covered her mouth with her hand and clearly saw the hurt in the man's eyes, but she felt nothing. It was as if her beating heart was nothing more than a cold stone.

Touching my heart, I felt only irony.

"Ruoshui, how cruel you are."

Ying Ji didn't want to dwell on Ruoshui's background anymore; there were already so many strange things, one more wouldn't make a difference.

The best decision now is to stay away from them, and away from everyone.

However, everything should be settled before leaving.

......

Ying Ji's movements were very discreet, and she acted as usual during this time, showing no sign of anything unusual.

When everything was settled and everyone received the news, she had already taken Ruoshui to South Korea.

Ying Ji had thought about it for a long time and planned for it for a long time. Now that she has embarked on an unknown journey, she feels much more relaxed.

Ruoshui looked at Yingji, realizing he had been puzzled by this woman ever since she led him away from Xianyang.

Ying Ji didn't talk much with Ruoshui; she was tired and didn't want to explain too much.

After losing her memory, she realized that she was not integrated into this world. Whether it was eating, clothing, housing, or doing anything else, she felt a sense of unfamiliarity. She didn't understand it and just thought that she had forgotten everything.

But when Ying Zheng revealed everything, Ying Ji understood.

[She was never born into this world. Ying Zheng knew she wasn't Ying Ji, yet he still called her "elder sister." Who exactly was this elder sister? Was she the original self? Was she the me before I lost my memory? Was she the me now?]

Ying Ji had no answer, nor did she dare to think about it. Like a child, she had the body of an adult but viewed everything with the eyes of a newborn.

Zhang Liang loved her; she could see it in his sincere eyes. But when she learned he wasn't from this world, that love became heavy. Even without her memories, she could glean much from the little things in their lives, including tests and inexplicable entanglements. The relationship between them was a tangled mess.

[Bai Changchuan was the same, but more honest, so I felt more relaxed around him. But what could I do? I couldn't recall the past, waiting for an inexplicable miracle of time.]

I can't quite describe how I feel, but I just don't want to bring danger to them.

Ruoshui is someone no one can control, yet he keeps his eyes on me. My difference is that I am just an outsider, so aren't we all the same?

Everyone was lying to her, trying to make her fit into this world.

Perhaps it was the awkwardness, or the lack of memory to support her, that made her very tired, and she didn't know why she was tired.

Everything is vague and undefined.

Ying Ji looked at the wind and snow outside the carriage, her eyes filled with indescribable confusion.

There are too many variables in the future, and all I can do is take this step well.

An endless stream of thoughts, a fleeting dream that has vanished.

The ending, destiny.

Anything is fine...

Perhaps it was Ying Ji's complete lack of concealment that made Ruoshui realize she had been exposed.

There was an inexplicable tacit understanding between the two.

Neither of them spoke first, nor did they make any unnecessary moves; they simply lived in peace.

The night was cold, but the starlight was dazzling.

Ying Ji lay on the carriage, looking at the starlight outside the window, and asked, "Does your world also have such beautiful starlight?"

Ruoshui approached Yingji, seemingly feeling cold, and snuggled into Yingji's bedding. Following the direction Yingji was looking, she looked past and said, "No, it's very bright there, only sunlight. The night is pitch black."

Ying Ji pulled her hands away and placed them under her head: "Why me?"

Ruoshui rested her head on the woman's chest: "Because you are the closest to Ying Zheng, aren't you?"

Ying Ji laughed, a wide laugh that made her chest heave violently, before calming down after a while: "So you want to control me? And then control Ying Zheng?"

Ruoshui shook her head: "No man can be controlled. I used to think you were very important to him, but I was wrong. He is more important to you, so I can't use you to threaten him at all."

Ying Ji: "You see things very clearly."

Ruoshui: "It's not that I see things clearly, it's that you're too blatant. Others hide their weaknesses, but you expose them openly in the sunlight and even show them off to others."

Ying Ji: "So you don't have any thoughts about coming out with me?"

Ruoshui: "Your poison is useless against me."

Ying Ji understood: "When did you find out?"

Ruoshui: "Probably the moment you poisoned him."

Ying Ji was speechless: "Then I must be really stupid."

As they talked, the conversation fell silent. Ruoshui, who had been leaning against the woman, noticed that her heartbeat gradually slowed down until it disappeared completely.

Ruoshui felt a sharp pain in her heart and spat out a mouthful of blood. A wriggling insect appeared on Yingji's body, but it struggled and died shortly afterward.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, looked at the woman and smiled: "It's been a long time since I've met someone so interesting. I'd rather you died."

Ruoshui suddenly felt dizzy again, and another mouthful of blood gushed out.

His gaze shifted to the woman; in the moonlight, she could still see a silvery-gray sheen. He hadn't even had time to swallow the pill yet.

He lost consciousness and collapsed onto the woman, still able to smell a sweet fragrance. Ruoshui suddenly realized something, reaching out to grab something, but her consciousness was already fading...

In the dim light, I could hear the cries of disaster, but the pain in my body was so intense that I couldn't hear anything, and my eyes had long since lost their light.