I traveled through the Cretaceous period and farmed with the ever-changing dog egg.

"Ayan, you worked hard last night. You should get some more sleep. Breakfast will be brought by the palace servants soon. I'll go outside and take a look."

Five days later, Ying Zheng tasted the pleasures of lovemaking again, and he cherished it all the more. Lin Chaoyan, fearing embarrassment, could only use magic to isolate herself from all sounds inside, unexpectedly making things easier for the beast on her body.

He tossed and turned me around all night, and just as he stopped, he was still able to get up and deal with things with great energy.

"Get lost! What a jerk! He has no self-control!" Lin Chaoyan regretted agreeing to go to the military camp with him.

He gave Lin Chaoyan a quick kiss on the cheek, then laughed and turned to leave. "Hehehe!!"

After Ying Zheng left, she lifted the blanket and looked at her naked body. Hmm! Because she recovered quickly, there were no traces of their lovemaking at all.

Thinking back to last night, I couldn't help but marvel at how skilled he was in that area; he was completely different from his awkward self back then, and he was especially adept at it. I used to be indifferent to that, but whenever we made love, hearing him call my name over and over again in the heat of passion, I couldn't help but succumb to his charms and lose myself with him.

"Don't think about it, Lin Chaoyan, you're supposed to be cultivating immortality, how can you indulge in worldly desires? Don't think about him..." Lin Chaoyan slapped her burning cheeks, trying to stop herself from loving him even more deeply.

"How's the investigation going?" Ying Zheng coldly stared at the corpse on the ground, then held the weapon that had wounded Lin Chaoyan in his hand and examined it.

"Your Majesty, this man is a member of the Yin-Yang School, and he killed one of their disciples, Xingnu, a top-ranking assassin in the Yin-Yang School. He is acquainted with Chang Wu of the Confucian and Taoist schools..." Meng Tian reported all the information he knew in great detail.

"Confucianism and Taoism?" They're involved too? These two schools of thought are involved in worldly affairs? Ying Zheng's narrow phoenix eyes seemed to be brewing something.

"And you? Tell me what you know!!" Her gaze swept over Qiu Shenji, who was standing to the side.

"They came for you. Three months ago, the Yin-Yang School, together with the Confucian and Taoist schools, calculated that you were the one destined to change the world's destiny. The Confucian and Taoist schools knew of the existence of the Heavenly Messenger, but fearing my sister's special choice, they remained silent and decided to visit her another day. The Yin-Yang School chose to test you, randomly selecting someone close to you to kill. My sister was the unlucky one chosen." Qiu Shenji grew increasingly displeased with Ying Zheng as he spoke. And this was supposed to be protection?

"Meng Tian, ​​send a message to control all Yin-Yang School disciples in Qin, hang this man's corpse on the city wall, and kill one person every hour until we return. If they still haven't come up with a solution by then, kill them all!" His tone was indifferent, as if he were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

"promise…"

Meng Tian felt that the Yin Yang School people were mentally ill and deserved to die.

Ah Yan, you'll understand me now, right? Yes, my Ah Yan is so kind and gentle.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; she's not gentle and kind at all!

After everyone had left, Qiu Shenji lamented how worthless human life was!

The carriage procession set off again, and Lin Chaoyan fumbled with the purple-gold gourd in her hand while drinking the eight-treasure porridge that Ying Zheng fed her.

Unbeknownst to her, she was fed a bowl of eight-treasure porridge and a bowl of nourishing bird's nest porridge. Six years ago, after drinking it and finding the feathers, she absolutely refused to drink it again. For this, Ying Zheng killed the palace servant who picked out the feathers, and the palace servant who had previously waited for the bird's nest, who had been so disrespectful, was also killed.

Unbeknownst to Lin Chaoyan, Ying Zheng killed many people; he was never a naive child.

Lin Chaoyan carefully opened the gourd a tiny bit, then was instantly awakened by the aroma of medicine and quickly covered it up again.

"It smells so good! What kind of medicine is this? Did Monkey King go to Laozi's Tushita Palace again?" It's too unethical to ask someone to try it without knowing its effects. Lin Chaoyan's eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Ayan, find someone to try it on! Don't let it make you sick." What kind of deity is this? They didn't even explain the prescription clearly.

She was aware of Ying Zheng's concerns, but this wasn't Xu Fu's medicine; it was Laozi's elixir. Could she let ordinary people try it? Of course not.

"Who should I ask? If it's a bad person, I'll be committing a sin if I eat it and gain great fortune, and I'll be immoral if it harms a good person! I'll do it myself! It shouldn't kill me. Monkey King is the most experienced at stealing elixirs, he shouldn't give me a poison pill. Laozi wouldn't make poison pills, would he..." Just as she was struggling with this, Lin Chaoyan turned her gaze to the lump egg sleeping next to her.

Under Lin Chaoyan's burning gaze, the braised egg transformed back into human form and then began to haggle.

“I have three conditions. First, Master, you must call me by my real name, Arcadia. Second, I want to be your steward and servant. Third, please allow me to kiss your feet as a sign of my loyalty.” Arcadia knelt on one knee, holding Lin Chaoyan’s feet in his hands, his gaze gentle and sincere.

"Ayan..." His voice was full of threat; he wouldn't allow anyone but him to touch her, not even a hair on her head.

"Let me first give him a lesson on etiquette in this area, you just wait!" After saying that, Lin Chaoyan turned her head towards the man who had been spitting out a vat of jealousy.

“Ah Zheng, this is just etiquette, part of the kneeling ceremony in some countries. It’s a way for superiors to demand that their servants humble themselves. You don’t need to get excited about this.” Lin Chaoyan couldn’t accept others kneeling in front of her, since he actually wanted to do something so undignified.

"Arcadia, do your people still maintain this kind of etiquette?" Kneeling is already a disgrace, let alone kissing someone's feet.

Arcadia brewed the honey passion fruit and handed it to Lin Chaoyan, her graceful movements like dancing.

"This is merely a courtesy to you alone." No one else deserves it; she is more than the right person to replace that person.

In the end, Lin Chaoyan put on the shoes, and all three of them were quite satisfied.

Lin Chaoyan poured a pill out of the gourd and immediately closed it again. The pill looked very nice, with carved patterns; it looked really cool.

"Here you go. If you get sick from eating it, I'll support you for the rest of my life. If you get better, you'll support me for the rest of my life." It was a very good deal, and Lin Chaoyan readily stuffed the medicine into Arcadia's hand.

Arcadia took the pill, casually popped it into his mouth, thinking that his quasi-god-like body wouldn't get sick from eating it.

But the next second he found that his bloodline had broken through, the thirst for blood was gone, and he felt an unprecedented sense of ease.

Lin Chaoyan also noticed that his originally sinister features had softened considerably, making him look much more pleasing to the eye.

Arcadia knelt on one knee and gave Lin Chaoyan a knightly salute with utmost respect.

“My esteemed master, your servant must leave for a moment, but will return shortly.” With that, Arcadia vanished from the spot.

Huh? Just leave whenever you want? Lin Chaoyan was already filled with envy. "Coming and going as freely as the wind, I really hope I can have that one day too."

Ying Zheng picked up the shoes and threw them out of the car window. He then placed Lin Chaoyan's feet on his lap and caressed them, his eyes revealing a strong possessiveness.

"I'll take care of Ayan for the rest of her life, she doesn't need anyone else!"

"Seriously?! I was just saying it casually, why are you so jealous? Lin Chaoyan tried to pull her foot back but failed. "I was just saying it casually. Besides, he's a future quasi-god of the vampire clan. It's a good deal to have him as a follower. Let go of him, what kind of fetish is this?" What's so great about touching these size 37 stinky feet?

"Why does Ayan always say she can't play the zither and dance so beautifully?" Ying Zheng had always known that she didn't like to talk to people.

"I'm only a novice at playing the zither, I just learned it recently, and I only know one dance. I can only recite poems and songs, I can't write them. Most importantly, I learn because I'm interested, not to compete with other women and please men. Who do they think they are? I don't want to pay attention to them..." Showing off my meager skills is embarrassing, how can I compare to those noble ladies from wealthy families who have been nurtured by their entire families?

"Would Ayan be willing to play a tune for me?" Am I not worthy of your serious attention?

"...That was a sacrificial dance, not a dance for entertainment. Music and dance are spontaneous, not deliberate. The scenery is nice tonight; you got lucky, otherwise you might never have known I could dance." You want me to perform to please you? Even if you're the emperor, I refuse.

"Jump around however you want, I'm afraid Chu Yun will flip the coffin lid off and crawl out to beat me up..." That woman was incredibly fierce, completely lacking the holiness and demeanor of a high priest.

"Is she the teacher who taught you this dance? She must be an extraordinary woman to have choreographed it." The image of Lin Chaoyan dancing under the moonlight flashed in my mind. My Ayan is always breathtakingly beautiful.

"She was my first friend; she was a reincarnated soul, and we traveled the human world together. Then one day, we had a serious disagreement and went our separate ways. When we met again, she had become the high priestess of the Shang Dynasty."

She was a naive idealist who wanted to change the world, who wanted all people to be born equal, and who single-handedly fought against the entire dynasty. Unfortunately, she was burned alive by feudalism just as her ambitions began to emerge.

I tried to take her away, but she refused. I don't know if she was heartbroken or determined to prove herself with her life, but before she was captured, she taught me this dance. She was a soul-swapping person; I wonder if she's ever home! "We once thought we could change each other, but we both failed."