The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

The man woke up groggily in the early morning and saw the marks all over the woman's body, especially the bright red stain on her lower body.

His throat tightened, and his eyes softened considerably.

He gently placed a kiss on her lips: "I will take responsibility for you."

When Ying Ji opened her eyes, she saw a gentle man, who even took the initiative to help her get dressed and wash up.

She was somewhat surprised, but she was indeed feeling unwell, so she let the man run wild.

But Bai Changchuan was even more clingy today. I don't know what he ate, but his eyes were sticky and he had to stick to me all day, even when I went to the toilet.

Ying Ji couldn't help but pull him to the bed and force him to rest: "You haven't been poisoned for long, so rest well. You don't need to stay with me all the time."

Bai Changchuan frowned: "You find me annoying!"

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

Ying Ji's throat tightened, unable to utter the rest of her words. Instead, she pulled the person close to her mouth and bit them hard: "We're continuing tonight. Last night ended so early, why aren't you getting some rest?"

The man's entire body flushed red instantly, and he excitedly pushed Ying Ji away, saying, "You lust after my body, you're shameless."

"╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph, I knew it! You always tell me to go and rest, is it because you think I didn't satisfy you last night?"

Ying Ji stood up, and with one hand she slid directly from the top of her collar into her chest, chasing after the poor little red spot, listening to her increasingly rapid breathing.

"Good to know. You'd better get some rest so you don't miss the deadline for delivering the grain tonight."

Bai Changchuan was completely won over by someone's shamelessness. He slapped away the hands that were still messing with his body, wrapped himself up like a silkworm, rolled to the inside and went to sleep, leaving only a round back of his head visible.

Seeing that the person was indeed asleep obediently, he went to the front hall to handle matters concerning South Korea and also visited Zhang Ping's residence.

After a busy day, I returned to the inn feeling exhausted.

Holding the small garment Zhang Ping had given Zhang Liang, he looked at it with a sense of longing.

Although I have already written to Zhang Liang about Bai Changchuan, ... e=(′o｀*))) Sigh, I gently smelled the little clothes, and there was still a very faint milky scent and the smell of the fabric.

Zhang Ping truly loved his young son, but this love was no match for the nation. Thinking about the intelligence exchanged today, he still felt a headache coming on.

The King of Han had many schemes. Although he outwardly suppressed the King of Qin, he secretly made numerous underhanded moves. He did not participate in the struggle, but he sent a lot of grain and supplies. He was truly a master of diplomacy.

Never mind, if it weren't for Zhang Liang and Han Fei...

South Korea is just staying a few more years.

Pick up today's dose of medicine and go find Bai Changchuan.

Finally, they found the man soaking in the bathroom. He was a beautiful man with a face like jade, eyebrows like stars, a strong and fit body, and wild but not messy hair that fell over his shoulders.

Perhaps due to taking multiple systemic medications, her skin was excessively fair, almost glowing, like a baby in the spring, so tender and delicate.

With just the right amount of muscle throughout his body, any more would be too much, and any less would be too little.

In the misty haze, his deep, unapproachable eyes seemed to penetrate one's heartstrings.

Like a bewitching enchantress, she freely exuded her charm, and Ying Ji unconsciously moved closer.

Sensing someone approaching, Bai Changchuan frowned: "Don't need anyone to serve you, get out."

Ying Ji's eyes darkened, and she leaned forward to give the man a kiss on the neck.

Soon, a large hand gripped his throat.

Ying Ji raised an eyebrow: "Murder your husband."

Bai Changchuan released his grip, his guard completely gone, and he became soft and alluring. That familiar, provocative smile was enough to make anyone's heart itch.

Seeing the figure standing in the bathtub with only her lower body submerged in the water made my mouth dry.

Ignoring their clothes, they pulled the person directly out of the water, affectionately rubbed them a couple of times, and then helped dry their body.

Bai Changchuan was like a strawberry gummy candy, incredibly sweet and soft, his whole demeanor was irresistibly tempting.

He grabbed a cup of tea from the bedside table, mixed it with the medicine, and put it in his mouth. His eyes quickly became glazed over.

The medicine was working very well, and by now it had already wrapped around the person with its long legs.

Yesterday I just tried a simple press, today I tried a different driving technique.

The novice quickly surrendered, letting the driver try to drive.

Bai Changchuan was like a piece of driftwood, passively enduring this pleasure.

It's only because he's young and healthy that the car stopped halfway through the journey. If it had stalled halfway, who could have stood it?

Another good night's sleep. My sleep quality is always excellent after exercising.

Having experienced life and death himself, Bai Changchuan has come to terms with matters of the heart and is no longer fixated on revenge against the Qin state. His father, who was devoted to the country, has now been exonerated, with the King of Qin personally stating that his father was innocent and remains the Marquis of Wucheng.

He could choose to inherit the title or to fight for himself. After thinking it through, he realized that it was not the King of Qin who harmed him, but Fan Sui from the State of Wei. In the Battle of Changping, his father could have destroyed the State of Zhao in one fell swoop, but Fan Sui instigated him to withdraw his troops back to Xianyang.

He wanted to send troops to the State of Wei and destroy it to avenge his father.

When he has children in the future, he will teach them all the martial arts skills his father taught him, and then he and Ying Ji will live a peaceful and quiet life together.

Bai Changchuan watched Ying Ji's retreating figure, coughed lightly, and asked Black Crow to find some sketchbooks for him to study in private.

After all, being played with until he fell asleep every day still made him feel somewhat ashamed and indignant.

Thinking about how Zhang Liang, that little brat, would compete for favor in the future, I felt I should be more "ambitious".

Ying Ji didn't question the man's clandestine actions, giving him plenty of space.

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