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

The carriage was silent, now filled with the presence of a fifth light bulb.

She was worried about Lin Chaoyan's future and wanted to take Lin Chaoyan away from here to wander the world together and save lives along the way.

The terrifying man beside her, who could kill with his eyes, was none other than Qin Shi Huang!

He's here. Where is he? Where exactly is he? Lin Chaoyan couldn't understand why he was hiding and not showing himself when he clearly wanted to kill her.

Is he wary of other people's presence? Should I try to set a trap? Lin Chaoyan stared at the scenery outside the window, pondering how to set a trap...

"Yan Yan, what's wrong?" After spending this time together, Wu Ye realized how difficult it was for a transmigrator to survive. Lin Chaoyan's enemies were very strong.

"It's nothing! I can only think about going fishing..." She wanted to test how much influence Wen Ci's part of his soul had on that person.

"I forbid you to go. What can you do besides get hurt?" Ying Zheng knew perfectly well that this fool was planning to risk his life.

"You can get hurt while fishing? With whales?" Fifth Ye blurted out without thinking.

"Sis! Let's play it safe and not take any risks." He just couldn't understand who that bastard was! Why did he have to fight over a little girl?

"No! I'm going to see him. I believe he's been waiting for me all along. Don't worry, I won't die. There are some things I need to figure out. If I succeed, that'll be really fun..." Ah Ci! You absolutely have to love me to death!

"Ayan, you won't die, but won't you feel pain? Aren't you most afraid of pain? Listen to me..." He couldn't let her go; Ying Zheng could no longer bear the sight of her dying in his arms.

"Yan Yan... don't go if it's too dangerous. We still need to travel the world together and save lives!" Fifth Ye didn't know how dangerous that person was, but seeing how serious they were, she felt that this matter was not simple.

"Ah Zheng, I must get close to him, even if it means getting injured..." Only by getting close to him can I figure out what my father meant.

Under Ying Zheng's menacing gaze, the two wisely turned and left the carriage.

"Ayan, wait for me, okay? You know my time better than anyone. Ayan?" He couldn't bear to let the fool in his arms go on her own. That person truly wanted to kill her; he couldn't afford to gamble with her! Ying Zheng couldn't risk her like that.

"My Ah Zheng is the best man in the world..."

Lin Chaoyan wrapped her arms around Ying Zheng's neck and boldly straddled his lap, her gentle smile carrying a hint of allure.

"Don't worry! As long as I don't die, I'll crawl back to find you. If you're worried I'll run away, we can get married first and then go..."

These sweet words made Ying Zheng's eyes overflow with tenderness, and he held the little fairy in his arms to prevent her from falling.

"Go back and we'll get married. Before you leave, make sure you feed me well and come back early so I don't have to wait long. Also, give me the fertility pill..." He planned to be the bad guy, and after the child was born, he would devote himself to her.

Sensing that attention, Lin Chaoyan took the initiative to kiss Ying Zheng's lips. Having been used by him so many times, Lin Chaoyan decided to use him once in a while.

His face lit up with excitement, filled with anticipation for what would happen next. Lin Chaoyan gave him two light kisses and then left. Ying Zheng stared at her in disbelief, his eyes gleaming with unfulfilled desire.

"Bad Yan, how could you be so bad..." His eyes were filled with deep emotion, like the brightest star in the night sky, gazing intently at Lin Chaoyan in his arms. His large hand greedily caressed her cheek, his thumb stroking her cherry-like, alluring lips, and then his lips gently pressed against hers.

Lin Chaoyan closed her eyes, feeling his lips burn against hers. His breath caressed her ear. They intertwined, like two water snakes entwining in the water, bringing a thrilling pleasure that sent shivers down their spines.

His heavy breathing, accompanied by her soft murmurs, created a beautiful symphony.

After a loving conversation, the two reached a consensus. When they set up camp that evening, Ying Zheng reluctantly sent her off to go fishing.

"You've always wanted to keep her by your side, but this time you're being so generous?" Qiu Shenji started being sarcastic again! He'll pay the price!

"You're very free? I don't support idle people..." Ying planned to make full use of his role as the national advisor.

…Who wants you to support her? If you're so capable, then don't even think about my sister.

He could have killed the man in front of him effortlessly, but he was suppressed by the aura of the superiors around him.

On a typical winter evening during the Warring States period, a girl's song was light and melodious. It was a tune that belonged to the two of them. She treaded through the dappled sunlight in the vibrant forest, step by step traversing the misty dust, and turned into the depths of the woods.

Laughing and running freely, enjoying the freedom like the wind.

Looking up, she was startled by the man under the tree not far away and gasped in surprise.

"what……!!"

"Are you afraid of me?"

The man's gaze behind the mask was deep and complex, and his voice was cold with a hint of inexplicable emotion.

"Who are you??" Her eyes were filled with tears, and her feet were secretly moving backward in fear. But her beautiful face was trying to appear strong.

Seeing her instinctive urge to run, the man chuckled. "Heh heh..."

The next second, the man gripped the girl's neck tightly, as if a python were coiled around her trachea. Her face gradually turned red, her eyes bulged, her lips tightened, and she struggled desperately.

"Ah, Zheng, save me...!!"

Upon hearing the girl's call, the man's pupils trembled, and he then forcefully threw her away.

"You're actually thinking of him at this time?" The cold voice carried a hint of sorrow and bitterness.

"I...I don't know you...What did I do wrong?..." The girl was in tears, looking pitiful. She quickly shook her head to indicate that she really didn't know him, and covered her neck, making a hoarse, confused sound.

"I don't have much patience to play along with your act. That song was taught to you by Wen Ci. What? You've even forgotten him now?" The man seemed very angry because the girl had amnesia, and it was unclear who he was actually defending.

"I don't know, I don't know why I know this song. If I have ever hurt you, I apologize..." Before she could finish speaking, the man pierced her heart with a sword.

He visibly panicked as the girl's life was hanging by a thread, a flicker of regret crossing his eyes. "It hasn't healed? It hasn't healed? Why hasn't it healed?"

After much internal struggle, he ultimately chose to heal the girl lying on the ground.

Seeing the girl's complexion return to normal, his tense body instantly relaxed.

"I must have been affected by that fragment of soul, it must be..." While stubbornly insisting, he picked up the girl and placed her under the nearest big tree to the camp.

Having won the bet, Lin Chaoyan noticed that the person was still watching her from a short distance away, so she decided to lean against a tree and take a nap.

Damn it! He's so ruthless, stabbing people in the heart at the drop of a hat. Lin Chaoyan realized that men really do like weak and vulnerable white lotus flowers. She's determined to play this delicate, frail, and helpless white lotus flower.

When I woke up, the moon was already high in the sky, the wind was biting cold, and the occasional chirping of birds could be heard in the woods.

The person was still breathing, and Lin Chaoyan cursed inwardly as she pretended to be unconscious. Damn it... what the hell are you looking at? So annoying! One day I'll get my revenge a hundredfold, a thousandfold.

"Ayan?... "

“Miss Lin…”

"Little sister?... "

The group raised torches and searched for her in the forest. Lin Chaoyan heard their calls but was forced by the person to pretend to be dead.

Damn it! You bastard! Die, die, die...

"Ayan?... "

At an urgent call, Lin Chaoyan struggled to open her eyes. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly at the person who came, her eyes sparkling, so beautiful it seemed unreal, as if she were about to disappear at any moment.

I promised myself I wouldn't gamble with my life.

Now, lying there on the verge of death, she looked as forlorn and fragile as a shattered piece of jade. Ying Zheng carefully carried her in his arms and hurried back.

Whether it was the sight that provoked him or not, the person's presence vanished. Lin Chaoyan laughed wildly.

The pain from her wound made her wince. "Hiss...it hurts..." Damn it! This is killing me!

"You still feel pain? What did you promise me? I shouldn't have agreed to your demands." But this little liar was stubborn as a mule; even if he didn't agree, she'd outwardly comply but inwardly defy him. He really couldn't do anything with her!

"So it's my fault then. You don't need to be nice to me one minute and mean the next. If you're angry, just let it go. Why say these things?" Her pale lips turned bright red, and hot tears streamed down her face. The wind gently lifted her long hair, and she looked broken and desolate.

...Ying Zheng's brows furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly, and after a long silence, he spoke again in a low voice. "Who taught you all this? Did those concubines in the harem teach you?"

She slowly closed her eyes, as if resigned to her fate, and said calmly, "Look, I just said a few more words, and my brother is like this. Oh well, I was too talkative."

"Ah~ Yan~ Speak properly..." This sudden display of coquettishness made Ying Zheng's scalp tingle and his whole body feel uncomfortable.

"You don't like the Lin Daiyu type? That person seems to like her quite a bit." It seems Wen Ci has a significant influence on him; he's actually reluctant to kill me.

"So you're like this because you failed to please him?" Hearing that Lin Chaoyan was trying to please another man, Ying Zheng wanted nothing more than to stab that person to death.

The biting wind was as cold as a knife, but it couldn't chill his heart.

"Pleasure? That's a trap, bait..."