The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

The First Emperor was very pleased with the dumpling's affection, and he kept repeating this phrase, having learned almost everything.

Glancing sideways at the woman beside him, he was still somewhat surprised: [This woman is actually his elder sister, and she looks no more than 23 years old. Could she really possess some kind of elixir of immortality?]

The little dumpling, unaware that Ying Zheng's thoughts had gone astray, continued to stomp on him with its paws.

The fox raised its head and nuzzled against Ying Zheng's neck. The tingling softness on his neck made Ying Zheng feel a sudden sense of familiarity.

I couldn't help but stroke the little dumpling's fur up and down with my hands.

Ying Ji was observing her surroundings, but unfortunately she could only find Zhang Liang and no one else.

Seeing the sadness on the woman's face, Ying Zheng followed her gaze and looked at the crowd.

They saw that Zhao Gao was actually holding an umbrella for a scholar.

As luck would have it, Zhao Gao shivered as he looked up and met Ying Zheng's scrutinizing gaze.

He handed the umbrella to someone else to hold and hurried over to help set up the umbrella.

Ying Zheng did not say anything.

Under the occasional furtive glances from the officials, Ying Ji simply fell asleep.

When the others awoke, they were already in Xianyang Palace.

Ying Ji yawned, straightened up, and skillfully let Zhao Gao help her change her clothes.

"I remember there was a woman in the palace named Yuan Ge?"

Zhao Gao spoke up: "This servant does not know."

Ying Ji glanced at Zhao Gao sideways: "Your slippery nature hasn't changed."

Zhao Gao did not understand the deeper meaning behind it and could only step aside.

It was mealtime, and Tuanzi, wearing a bib, was waiting to be fed.

Ying Zheng was also puzzled as to why he spoiled this fox cub so much.

The sight of him sitting in my lap, mouth open and waiting to be fed, actually pleased me, so I stuffed bite after bite into the little guy's voracious mouth.

The little dumpling was happily eating roasted meat when it saw its host and quickly stuffed the food out of its mouth.

"Host, wake up~"

Ying Ji naturally sat down to one side, picked up a plate of food, and prepared to eat.

Ying Zheng looked at it and said, "I just ate this meal."

Ying Ji blinked and said, "It's alright, I don't mind. Zhao Gao, bring another set of chopsticks and a bowl."

Zhao Gao, trembling with fear, as if walking on thin ice, replied: "Yes."

Ying Zheng wasn't usually this good-tempered; Zhao Gao thought he might be suppressing his temper.

In reality, Ying Zheng felt much more at ease when he saw Ying Ji.

It wasn't romantic love; it was just a feeling of comfort and warmth.

After eating and drinking her fill, Ying Ji casually lay down on one side: "A Zheng, is there anything else you want to ask? I promise I won't lie to you or hide anything from you."

Ying Zheng asked, "Are there really immortals in the world?"

Ying Ji was speechless, her eyes turning strange: "How is that possible? Don't overthink it. There are no immortals to be found. This world could never produce an elixir of immortality. Shatter your dream of eternal life first."

Ying Zheng, holding the little dumpling, said, "You're quite straightforward."

Ying Ji glanced at the man's body. Due to the effects of the early body-strengthening pills, his body was not severely depleted, but the dark circles under his eyes and his slightly heavier breathing still revealed some problems.

Touching Ying Zheng's forehead with the back of my hand, it was indeed burning hot.

Its body temperature is much higher than that of a normal person.

Take out the antidote I bought in advance from the system space.

She took out two doses, injected half into her body, and then changed the needle: "Really, I'm so old, and I still got scammed. My body, which I finally managed to recover from, is now completely ruined."

This is an antidote; you can decide for yourself whether to use it or not.

Ying Zheng knew that the other party injected half of the injection to put his mind at ease, and after some deliberation, he still extended his arm.

"I trust you."

Ying Ji's heart skipped a beat, and tears welled up in her eyes as she laughed. She disinfected the wound with alcohol and injected the antidote.

Before long, Ying Zheng experienced nausea and vomiting.

Ying Ji patted Ying Zheng's back and gently comforted him, "Don't be afraid, you'll feel much better once you throw up."

Zhao Gao, who was standing by, was unable to stop it and could only watch helplessly as the First Emperor injected himself with the unknown liquid, along with that audacious woman.

They actually injected something directly into the current First Emperor; I've never seen anything like it.

Since unifying the six kingdoms, Ying Zheng's assassination attempts have never stopped; he would inspect anything delivered to him countless times.

Now that they've agreed to use women's things, they must trust me to some extent. I mustn't walk right into their trap.

After vomiting, Ying Zheng fell into a deep sleep. Zhao Gao was trembling with fear, but he didn't shout or make a fuss. Given the king's trust, if he did something wrong now, it would be far more serious than what happened with Meng Tian.

Zhao Gao asked timidly, "My lord, does Your Majesty still require me to prepare anything?"

Ying Ji glanced at the terrified Zhao Gao and patted him on the shoulder: "Serve the First Emperor well, don't think too much, go prepare some food, something light."

After thinking for a moment, he called the person back: "Here is some millet, some refined rice, and some green vegetables and fruits. Wash them and soak them in warm water before bringing them here."

Zhao Gao saw Ying Ji reach into the air and suddenly have a number of items in her hand.

He stuffed it all into Zhao Gao's hands and even gave him a portion as a reward.

Ying Ji was too lazy to pretend. Pretending in front of A Zheng for a lifetime was not her choice. She could pretend in front of others, but she didn't want to do it.

Ah Zheng trusts her, and she trusts him just as much. If she were to die because of these things one day, she would be happy to accept it.

I'm happy, and even if I die, I'll die enjoying everything. There's no point in hiding it.

I'll spend the rest of my life here, so I'll do whatever makes me comfortable, like picking up Tuanzi and petting him.

Tuanzi then realized that she shouldn't have spoken, and her nine tails suddenly drooped down.

"Host, is Tuanzi really that useless?"

Ying Ji gave him a kiss: "No way, my little dumpling is cute and talkative. Everyone loves him and flowers adore him. Even though A-Zheng doesn't remember you, he still treats you like a princess. I'm so jealous."

The little fox's ears perked up immediately, then quickly drooped down: "But I shouldn't have spoken. I got too excited. Will I cause you trouble?"

Ying Ji knew Tuanzi well; he was innocent, naive, and sincere. She practically treated Tuanzi like family, and had relied on him for help several times. How could she get angry over such a small matter? Besides, Tuanzi had already realized his mistake, and his pitiful appearance only made her feel sorry for him.

I couldn't help but comfort her: "How come our little dumpling is so clever? When others do something wrong, she pretends that she did nothing wrong and even causes trouble for them."

But our little cutie realizes her mistakes and even apologizes sincerely; that's the best system ever!

The little dumpling was so happy from receiving one compliment after another that it was completely oblivious to its surroundings. Finally, it covered its eyes with its paws and said shyly, "Even a dumpling can't be this good."

Then, patting her little chest, she promised, "Tuanzi, this kind of thing will definitely not happen again next time. I will think about this every day so that I won't make the same mistake again."

Ying Ji kissed the little guy: "I knew it. Tuanzi is the most well-behaved. I must have used up all my luck to meet our little Tuanzi. From now on, you can speak whenever you want, and you can also earn a good reputation for A-Zheng as a lucky beast that brings blessings to the Great Qin."

Tuanzi nodded and took out a round pill from her little treasure vault: "This is a beauty pill, host, you can eat it."

While kissing him, Ying Ji quickly pocketed the money: [Why not make some money while it's free? Tuanzi has a powerful backer, he'll never have to worry about food or clothing. I can't do that, I have to use gold to buy things, how pathetic.]

When Ying Zheng slowly woke up, to be honest, he hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw two pairs of worried eyes, one from a human and the other from a beast.

"Are you alright, Zheng? Is there anything wrong with your body?"

"Brother Zheng, are you alright? I'm waiting for you to eat."

Ying Zheng's mood inexplicably improved, while Zhao Gao beside him was speechless. This man and beast had taken full advantage of him, leaving him with not a single glance.

"It's alright, my body feels much better."

Ying Ji breathed a sigh of relief. Although she knew the antidote would work, she couldn't help but worry.

They helped her to the table, where the original low table had been replaced with a high table and stools that Ying Ji needed.

The food on the table looked and smelled delicious, and there were also two bowls of thick porridge.

Ying Ji brought over the rice porridge first: "Drink the porridge first. You have a bad stomach and you don't know how to rest properly. Look at your body, which is riddled with holes. If I hadn't taken so many health-preserving pills before, I can't imagine how badly your body would have deteriorated."

Ying Zheng found Ying Ji's rambling inexplicably pleasing and did not find it annoying. Instead, he comforted her by saying, "It is worth it for me to work hard day and night after unifying the six kingdoms."

Ying Ji swallowed back what she was about to say. She had known all along that he was this kind of person, hadn't she? e=(′o｀*))) Sigh, what a worry. I need to think more about how to earn points so that A-Zheng can live for at least a hundred years.

"Let's not talk about that now. The porridge is getting cold, and I reckon you're probably hungry by now. Try a little of everything."

Ying Zheng then spent the rest of the meal with Ying Ji.

The two faced each other in silence. Ying Zheng knew that the outside world was probably in an uproar. Even though he knew that this woman was his elder sister, he accepted it, no matter how outrageous it seemed.

However, no one would recognize a princess who wasn't officially registered in the imperial genealogy, especially given her extremely youthful appearance, which made it impossible for anyone to believe her.

It would be a minor inconvenience if we were to deal with it.

Ying Ji was idle and lazy, constantly instructing Zhao Gao and Tuanzi to re-examine the Qin Dynasty from top to bottom.

He was almost completely overwhelmed with emotion.

Despite the starvation and death of countless refugees in the six kingdoms, the sweet potatoes and potatoes in the fields were completely ignored.

Despite the prosperity of the Imperial Academy, people left one by one for various reasons, and the Imperial Academy was completely forgotten.

It was originally Danyang Prefecture, or rather, now renamed Lü Prefecture. Although the plaque has been removed, the prefecture itself has not been bestowed away, and the architectural style remains unchanged.

But nobody remembers who built it; it's like everyone's blind, just ignoring it.

Ying Ji had a "MMP" in her mouth, but she didn't know whether she should say it or not.

Even more absurdly, Xiao He and Han Xin returned to Pei County, while Liu Bang was still just a village head. He had raised and taught Fusu for a long time and was very honored to have a teacher named Chunyu Yue.

e=(′o｀*)))Alas

All the anger of the year has been released in a sigh today.

This world consciousness is an amazing thing; it's practically blinded everyone in the world.

And then there are the sorcerers, who arrived so early this time. The sorcerers raised in Xianyang Palace, and the ridiculously large amount of supplies—Ying Ji's eyes twitched.

[This... ah, this is really hard to judge, it's too disjointed. Such a wise and capable person could be fooled to this extent, losing an entire year's worth of taxes. These sorcerers are truly amazing.]

History records offer only a few strokes, yet reality is utterly absurd.

Ying Ji immediately started writing a report, outlining all the areas that needed rectification and striving for comprehensiveness.

Ying Zheng reviewed memorials daily, and Ying Ji treated the regressing Qin Dynasty with the same seriousness as she would the college entrance examination.

Ying Ji had opinions on every policy she promoted, and the young Ying Zheng was also involved. Providing her with a feasibility report was like taking her life.

He handed it to the now-mature Ying Zheng: "Take a look. This is a plan you made before. Although it's not quite the same now, you can modify it according to your own ideas."

When Ying Zheng took a look, he felt enlightened. The foundation of Qin's unification of the six states was still unstable, and internal and external troubles were on the verge of breaking through. This plan could indeed solve the urgent problem.

What are sweet potatoes and potatoes? Why are they everywhere, yet nobody cares about them?

Looking up at Ying Ji, she was already asleep from exhaustion.

Ying Zheng remained silent and had Zhao Gao find a blanket to cover himself with.

He moved to a distant place to continue thinking about the solutions. If he could really solve the food crisis, he could then be regarded as the Grand Preceptor.

There have been too many inquiries lately, both overt and covert. In less than three days, the rumors have spread throughout Xianyang.

If this situation continues, it will damage her reputation.

Looking at his aged face, Ying Zheng felt a burning desire in his heart: "If I could stay young forever for a hundred years, it wouldn't be a bad thing."

Upon hearing this, Tuanzi, with a blank expression, rummaged through her spatial storage: "Brother Zheng, do you want to stay young forever? I have elixirs!"

Ying Zheng couldn't believe that such a miraculous medicine could be produced so easily.

Tuanzi had already made a move, taking out a porcelain bottle.

Inside was a single, glistening pill.

Ying Zheng took it and played with it for a moment, then swallowed it whole under the expectant gaze of the little dumpling.

The elixir was remarkably effective, but since it only preserved youth, it was much easier to obtain than the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

In less than three breaths, Ying Zheng felt his vision begin to brighten and his skin become fair and firm.

Zhao Gao, who was standing to the side, stared wide-eyed: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, your face..."

Ying Zheng frowned, wondering if there was something wrong with the elixir: "Go and get the bronze mirror."

Tuanzi took out a mirror directly from her spatial storage, which was much more useful than a bronze mirror.

Looking at the incomparably handsome and dignified man in the mirror opposite him, Ying Zheng finally felt a sense of reality.

"I...I have truly returned to my youth!"

Tuanzi nodded: "That's easy. But this beauty pill can only maintain your appearance; your body will remain the same. I've been wanting to buy you a marrow cleansing pill, but I'm too poor. Let's buy it after we conquer a few more countries."

Ying Zheng was greatly shocked: "Could it be that the elixir of immortality can be purchased directly? How much gold and silver is required? I will pay for it."

Tuanzi shook her head: "I can only complete missions by destroying countries. Let me see how many missions I have left. Completing these will unlock the next stage. Maybe Qin can upgrade its planet in the future. If the spiritual energy is revived, I can get more pills."