The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Ying Ji sighed and poked Ying Zheng's forehead: "When you're out having fun, can you please stop thinking about work? Have you had a single day of real fun?"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment: "Yes, during my time in the Zhao state, I captured a wolf cub, and it played with me for a few days."

Ying Ji didn't ask any more questions. She had the Bad People investigate a lot and also uncovered the matter of the wolf cub. Zhao Yan had disliked Ying Zheng during his time in Zhao and bullied him as a matter of course. He had personally caught a wolf cub and raised it for a few days, but Zhao Yan ended up killing it with his own hands.

For a moment she didn't know what to say, she just sat quietly next to Ying Zheng, saying nothing, yet it seemed as if she had said everything.

After a while, feeling bored, he asked Ying Zheng to take care of the two little ones while he took Zhang Liang to stroll through the night market.

Xianyang's night market is usually bustling, but it has never been as lively as it is today.

Zhang Liang wore a sacrificial mask, beneath which lay a flawless white chin, incredibly alluring. The two strolling hand in hand were not uncommon, and the entire street made Ying Ji feel as if it were the Tang Dynasty, not the dull Warring States period at all.

Ying Ji pointed to a building in front of her: "Liang, guess the riddle. I want the octagonal lantern in the very center."

Zhang Liang followed the woman's finger and saw that the octagonal lantern was indeed dazzling, with different patterns on each of the eight sides. The craftsman's skill was exquisite, and corresponding patterns would appear at one's feet along the light, which was even quite interesting.

"Shopkeeper, how many riddles do you need to guess to get this octagonal lantern right?"

The waiter could tell from the clothes that this was a distinguished guest, and quickly introduced: "This octagonal lantern is the final work of our master craftsman. You can pay a deposit to guess the lantern riddles. If you guess all the riddles correctly, you can take this lantern home. Even if you don't guess them, we will give you a rabbit lantern as a gift."

The waiter pointed to the adorable little rabbit and picked it up for Yingji to see.

Ying Ji's eyes were also full of affection. Zhang Liang had already gone to guess the riddles. For him, all the riddles in the room could be guessed in an instant, but it took some time to write down the answers.

While Ying Ji was queuing up to buy a candied fruit, Zhang Liang was already standing there with an octagonal lantern and a rabbit lantern, a smile on his lips, waiting for her to turn around.

The woman held up the snack in her hand, and because it was hot, she ate half of it first. The boy didn't stand on ceremony either, taking a bite of the remaining half and licking his lips, looking incredibly tempting.

Even Ying Ji was charmed, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"Madam, here is your lamp."

Ying Ji blurted out in a moment of madness: "No, it's your lamp."

Then, coming to her senses, she saw the boy's puzzled look and felt a long-lost sense of dread. She snatched the rabbit lantern and said, "Ahem, I want the rabbit lantern."

Perhaps due to the panic, Ying Ji desperately wanted to escape from this place and directly pulled people to the riverbank.

Several couples have already expressed their feelings for each other and are releasing lanterns.

After asking around where they could be sold, Yingji went to buy some. The vendor was very skilled, and she managed to buy two after looking around for a while.

Zhang Liang was standing alone on the riverbank when a middle-aged man bumped into him seemingly by accident, and Zhang Liang felt a note appear in his hand.

He glanced at the woman choosing a lantern, then opened it to see that the young man, who had previously been smiling, now had a calm and expressionless expression.

Seeing that the woman had chosen a lantern, he ran up to her and said, "Ah Liang, let's release lanterns! I borrowed a calligraphy brush; we can write our wishes inside the lanterns."

Zhang Liang now held an exquisitely crafted lotus lantern in his hand. Looking at the figure who had turned away to write a wish, he unconsciously pressed it against the lantern and asked, "What wish did you write?"

Ying Ji hid from him, saying, "I already said it was a wish, how can I peek?"

Zhang Liangcai ignored her and started playfully fighting with the woman. Just as he was about to annoy her, he secretly turned around and wrote down his wishes.

Ying Ji was curious and wanted to peek, but was strictly guarded. Finally, she said in exasperation, "You're so stingy! I don't want to know!"

Just after the lanterns were released, fireworks filled the sky over Xianyang, attracting countless people to stop and watch, enjoying the dazzling beauty that lasted only a moment.

With his keen eyesight, Zhang Liang saw her wish: that Zhang Liang would be healthy and have a smooth life.

He also looked at his own lantern: wishing to be of one heart and one mind with his wife, and to remain faithful to her through life and death.

He glanced at the woman watching the fireworks, then tossed the note from his sleeve into the water. It quickly became soaked and drifted away with the lanterns.

The consequence of playing all day was that Ying Ji was now sitting in Xianyang Palace reviewing memorials, feeling restless and unable to concentrate.

Finally, they simply dragged Ying Zheng to practice swordsmanship.

Upon reaching the training ground, Ying Zheng's aura changed drastically, and with a flash of sword light, his sword clashed with Ying Ji's.

Ying Ji's figure swept past like the wind, and his swordsmanship was as fast as lightning, leaving everyone breathless.

The woman remained calm, brandishing her black sword and tilting the blade to the side with her right hand to block the man's attack.

In this fierce clash, weapons clashed, sword energy crisscrossed, and two powerful forces collided in the air, stirring up layers of air waves.

Ying Zheng was tall and imposing, and every strike hit his face squarely, breaking through his opponent's defenses with overwhelming force.

Even though Ying Ji's physical abilities have improved, she will not use strength to confront force head-on. Instead, because of her petite stature (she is petite compared to Ying Zheng, who is 195cm tall), she uses her sword to block most of the force with great agility, while waiting for an opportunity to find an opening.

After exchanging dozens of blows, Ying Zheng seized the moment when the woman stumbled, twisted his knee, and pressed down on the back of her leg, causing Ying Ji to freeze in her tracks.

But he quickly realized what was happening and switched the sword from his right hand to his left hand to strike from behind.

Ying Zheng retreated rapidly, but a few strands of his hair were still cut off by the sword tip. Ying Ji was also able to escape and quickly created distance to adjust her breathing and muscles.

Ying Ji's eyes sharpened: "Ah Zheng, you've made rapid progress. It seems that Mr. Gai Nie is indeed a good teacher."

Ying Zheng also adjusted his breathing: "My elder sister is the same. It seems she has consulted many people in private."

Ying Ji smiled: "You all need to learn so that it's not easy to find a flaw. A Zheng, you have to be careful."

The woman changed her grip on the sword from one hand to both. This time, instead of trying to deflect Ying Zheng's force, she used all her strength to forcefully suppress the man.

Ying Zheng's eyes gleamed with fighting spirit; after all, no one dared to treat him like this, except for his enemies.

Ying Ji's powerful and unrestrained movements are suited to a heavy sword, but unfortunately, she was using an ordinary seven-foot sword for practice today. The blade was a bit narrow and thin, which allowed Ying Zheng to exploit her weakness. He lunged forward and struck her collarbone with the hilt of the sword.

The instant Ying Ji attacked, she kicked the man in the abdomen with her knee, and in the instant her body involuntarily bent over, a long sword was placed against his neck.

"Ah Zheng, hehe, you lost."

Ying Zheng used his hand to deflect the sword blade from his neck, somewhat unaccustomed to the feeling of being unable to control life and death. He turned his neck and said, "I don't like this feeling of being out of control."

Ying Ji tiptoed and touched the man's head: "If you don't like it, become stronger, even stronger, and I'll make time to practice swordsmanship with you in the future."

Ying Ji thought about the future assassination attempt on Qin Shi Huang by Jing Ke and the scene where she couldn't draw her sword because of the long sword. She also thought about what birthday gift she should give Ying Zheng.