The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

The leader thought about it for a moment and realized that the process was not difficult. If several people split up and each person made one item, it would only take about a day.

"I'll give you one day. Bring the samples over first. By the way, what's your name?"

When the leader was asked his name for the first time by the important person, he hurriedly replied, "My name is Shun, which means 'can do it in a day'."

"Sure, you're in charge of this. Now, go down."

Without even raising his head, he slowly retreated along with a few trembling young people and a frail old man.

Ying Ji still couldn't stand it, so she beckoned Li Yuange to prepare some clothes to reward them later.

Li Yuange looked at the princess who was giving clothes to people of low social status, tears welling up in her eyes: "Princess, you are so kind-hearted. It is my great honor to be able to take care of you."

Ying Ji wasn't used to that kind of gaze, so she waved for him to leave, feeling a bit of a headache as she thought about the main quest and daily tasks.

[Is the daily task for 66 simply to get the other person to agree, and not to have someone serve you in bed that night?]

618 doesn't understand: [Host, I'm not 66, I'm 618. Logically speaking, yes, we've all received the rewards, so it should be over.]

Okay, 66, you keep an eye on it for a bit, I'll try it tonight.

618 grumbled in the system space: [I'm called 618, but the host just calls me 66. How annoying.]

Yingji coaxed the little cutie: "[I think everyone has a nickname. Your full name is 618, so a nickname like 66 would be so cute, or Xiao Liu, or Tuanzi would be nice too.]"

I was instantly charmed by 618, and my mind was filled with happy thoughts: [Hehehe, how's that little dumpling? It's quite cute, so happy!]

Looking at the adorable slime rolling around in her mind, Ying Ji couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Princess Yingji was very happy as she played with the children in Yongning Palace.

Bai Changchuan, who was sent back to his residence in the backyard, checked around the bedroom the moment he entered and found no signs of life. Instantly, his demeanor changed drastically. He lost all trace of his gentleness and exuded an aura of power that made people submit.

[This bitch actually made me want to offer myself to her like a male concubine, it's disgusting.]

A male voice suddenly came from behind. Black Crow, dressed in black, said in a deep voice, "Young Master, Ying Ji has sent people to Shangjun. Please bear with it."

Bai Changchuan thought of his father, Fan Ju, and his family, and finally buried the humiliation in his heart: "I understand. I will find an opportunity to test him."

Bai Changchuan thought that Ying Ji hadn't touched him in previous years because she hadn't seen through his delaying tactics. In fact, it was a tradition of the Ji family that all the legitimate daughters of the Ji family could not touch men before the age of 20, and that the person who lost their virginity had to have strong yang energy and be born at noon.

The original owner's personal wet nurse always warned her never to lose her virginity.

Ying Ji muttered, "What kind of broken rules are these? I don't know the principles behind them. This mother disappeared early. How old was she when she gave birth to the original body? And logically, Bai Changchuan should have poisoned her. Why don't I feel poisoned in this body?"

Ying Ji frantically sorted through her memories, trying to learn about 70-80% of the details of life so that no one would see through her act and she could continue to pretend.

That night, the handsome man, dressed in white with a silk inner layer, danced in the center of the dormitory.

Ying Ji was so captivated by his beauty that she almost lost control. It was only after Tuanzi called out a few times that she regained her senses.

Looking at the stunningly beautiful and alluring man in front of her, the woman felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

"Yuan Ge, I am tired today, please send me back."

Upon hearing this, Bai Changchuan's smile froze. Heaven knows how long he had mentally prepared himself before offering himself, and now he was being sent back so easily.

Is this woman toying with me? Or has she noticed something?

Bai Changchuan looked resentful, his face full of brokenness, and his lips were bleeding from being bitten.

Li Yuange didn't care and, upon hearing the order, forcibly sent the person back.

Yingji asked 618, "Tuanzi, how did it go? Did it show that the reward has been revoked?"

Looking at the system taskbar, 618 happily said, "No, it seems all I have to do is complete the tasks."

Ying Ji breathed a sigh of relief: [That's good, I'm so sleepy, time for bed! Tuanzi, you keep an eye on our surroundings, call me if anything seems amiss.]

618 was delighted to receive the mission and extended a tentacle in a salute: "Received, host."

清早

The woman, who had been sleeping soundly, got out of bed and said, "Sigh, this bed board is too hard. I wonder how the springs are made, and whether they can be made at all."

Li Yuange had already brought in a group of palace maids to serve her. After changing her clothes and eating, Ying Ji felt that she had no taste in her mouth at all.

He was on the verge of tears, having forgotten that the Qin Dynasty only had salt, and not even refined salt; there were no other seasonings.

[Tuanzi, have you completed today's daily quests yet?]

[Host, it's been generated. Daily task: Find Fusu and spank him.]

Ying Ji: "...No, what kind of mission is this?"

【Host, then I refuse】

No way, I'm still broke. Take it first, I'll see what I do.

Ying Ji was already biting her nails, still unable to come up with a good solution, so she called Yuan Ge in.

'Yuan Ge, I remember Fusu should be starting school this year, right?'

Upon hearing this, Li Yuange understood: "Your Highness, Young Master Fusu is five years old and has already been arranged to study. He should be studying at the horse farm at this time."

Ying Ji's eyes lit up. There should be many handsome young men riding horses at the horse farm.

Seeing that the princess was very interested, Yuan Ge immediately prepared a carriage and headed to the horse farm.

Racecourse

Ying Ji sat in the carriage, observing the surrounding route and passing servants. As soon as she arrived at the horse farm, someone was already waiting for her.

Yu, dressed in a blue eunuch's robe, hurriedly bowed and said, "Greetings, Your Highness. Where are you going? I will take you there."

Li Yuange stepped forward: "Where is the eldest son? The princess wants to check his studies."

Yu's face wore a fawning smile, showing no change whatsoever: "Yes, Young Master is in class. I will call him out."

Ying Ji waved her hand: "Never mind, I'm free today anyway, I'll go and see how Fusu's studies are going."

Yu didn't even have time to greet them, so he just kept smiling and led the way.

The scenery at Xianyang Palace Horse Riding Scene is quite nice, and the sight of several handsome young men competing in horse riding adds a unique charm.

One of the riders sat upright on the horse, leaning forward, holding the reins in one hand and whipping the horse with the other, his posture quite dashing.

Only when you get closer can you see the young man on horseback. He is so spirited and seems to think that the whole world is wonderful. He looks to be no more than 20 years old, since he hasn't come of age yet. He is wearing a blue-black brocade robe, and his eyebrows are bright and his appearance is exceptionally handsome.

Upon seeing Princess Ying, the young man seemed flustered. He quickly dismounted, deftly took the reins, walked up to her, bowed, and said, "Your subject Meng Tian greets Your Highness, Princess Ying."

What was originally just a simple appreciation of beauty has now turned into a source of interest for Ying Ji. She looks at the handsome young man, who is nearly 180cm tall, with a playful expression.

"How old is this year?"

Meng Tian was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. After all, rumors of the princess's fondness for men were rampant, and the young man's cheeks flushed red as he stammered out a few words: "17 years old."