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

"System! Why haven't I stopped growing?"

Lin Chaoyan felt inferior looking at the woman's figure, realizing that her body had stopped developing and that even after tens of millions of years, she was still a B cup.

[Because you possess immortality and are free from the erosion of time, you also lose the ability to time itself, being forever frozen at the moment you gained immortality. Furthermore, you will gradually experience difficulty conceiving; this is a physiological drawback of the eternal race. The more powerful you are, the more difficult it will be to have offspring.]

That's so fair and just! Immortality and the ability to reproduce at will—that would be outrageous! "Whether I have children or not doesn't matter! I just want to grow taller and develop more. I'm only 1.7 meters tall now, I want long legs, a peach-shaped butt, Mount Everest..."

[Yan Yan, be serious! You're not the only one here! That woman has woken up.]

Good thing she's awake! Let her take care of her own son; I'm treated like a servant.

In the courtyard, a woman wearing ill-fitting clothes was sewing clothes for her son. Lin Chaoyan gave the boy her unworn bear pajamas.

Then they each had their own thoughts and began staring at each other.

"What are your names? Where do you live? Why are you on the battlefield?" It's impossible to bring family members to war, right?

The little boy, who had been under Lin Chaoyan's watchful eye, was unusually nervous. His name was Ying Zheng, and he was eight years old. Yes, he was Ying Zheng, the hostage prince of Qin! The eldest son of Ying Yiren, the crown prince of Qin. However, Ying Zheng didn't think his status was anything special. He had been a hostage in Zhao since birth. He was constantly ostracized, bullied, and insulted by his peers. In Zhao, from commoners to princes, everyone wanted to trample on him.

For the past eight years, we haven't had enough to eat or wear, and we even have to worry about spitting when we go out.

After finally escaping with her mother, she was attacked and chased. After escaping to the battlefield, she hid under corpses and barely escaped her pursuers, but due to excessive blood loss, she could not escape death. She was saved by the woman in front of her.

Now that he's finally been rescued, can he trust his savior? No, he absolutely cannot reveal his identity. His mother said that he is a hostage of Qin, and Zhao will not let him escape. Moreover, he was attacked by Zhao soldiers on the way. If his identity is exposed, he may be in danger! Ying Zheng silently warned himself.

"Zhao Zheng, my name is Zhao Zheng~" He didn't know if the woman in front of him would believe him, after all, she was no ordinary person.

"Zhao Zheng, hello, my name is Lin Chaoyan, Lin as in forest, and Chaoyan as in morning glory." Lin Chaoyan pointed to the radiant sunrise and smiled, her beauty captivating. Her sincerity made Ying Zheng feel uneasy.

She believed it? She actually believed it? Ying Zheng stared blankly at Lin Chaoyan, "Aren't you afraid I'm lying to you?" Why didn't you have any doubts?

"Lie to me? My IQ is lower than a little kid's? How could that be?" "Lie to me? What do you have to offer me? Besides, I'm very powerful. If you dare to lie to me, I'll beat you up and blacklist you. Never to see you again!" He clenched his fist and threatened the child in front of him.

Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression tightened slightly, his mind racing. He felt uneasy; the lie had already been told, and he could only hope she would be easy to appease.

What's the little guy thinking with that serious expression? "Little guy? You're not really lying to me, are you?"

"No,"

Ying Zheng quickly shook his head, denying it outright. Admitting his mistake wasn't the right thing to do now. He needed to at least get her back before confessing. He was sure she was kind enough to understand him.

So cute??? "Oh, I see! Then I'll call you Zheng from now on! Is that okay?" The little boy's mom is so pretty, he'll definitely be good-looking if he's raised properly. Maybe we can train Zheng-ge to be someone he can use?

A-Zheng? Ying Zheng didn't dislike this nickname. On the contrary, he felt that if he got closer to her, she would at least be gentler when she beat him up after he tricked her back.

"Alright!" Ying Zheng composed himself and readily agreed. "Ayan, are you from the State of Zhao?" He wanted to learn more about Lin Chaoyan's identity.

Being overly familiar is definitely uncomfortable, but I can't be hypocritical! "No! My house isn't a mess like this." His question suddenly made her homesick, a huge sense of helplessness washing over her, making her feel terrible. The magnificent beauty of the sky filled her heart, yet she couldn't bear the sorrow! A gentle breeze stirred up scattered tears, scattering the years, telling tales of endless sadness.

"My home! It's so close, yet so far away!" It will be over two thousand years before I can return. As she looked up, a leaf fell into her palm; she let it drift away on the wind. An endless loneliness emanated from her.

"I'll send you back someday!" I'm also very curious about what kind of place it is that could give birth to someone like you.

Hearing that she wasn't from Zhao, Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Lin Chaoyan's lonely and sorrowful figure, he felt a tightness in his chest and subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Oh no, my noodles are going to clump together!" Lin Chaoyan suddenly remembered that she still had noodles cooking in her pot, and disappeared in a flash in front of the mother and son.

"Zheng'er, she is no ordinary person. It is impossible to get her to help us deceive you." Zhao Ji was afraid that her son's lies would anger the immortal.

"I know, I was judging you by my own petty standards! Ayan is very simple-minded, like a blank sheet of paper, and easy to coax." Gold, silver, jewelry, fine clothes, and power can always appease her.

"You can eat!" After a while, Lin Chaoyan brought two bowls of plain noodles and placed them on the stone table in the courtyard.

Then she called the two hawks home for dinner, "Dog Egg, Big Yellow~ Time to eat." As soon as she finished speaking, one of the hawks came running back, ran into the house, and came out with a bowl in its mouth. Finally, it obediently sat down at her feet.

"Good boy! So good! Eat up!" This was Gou Dan's child from his previous life, whom he had raised at home and grown attached to. Beside Lin Chaoyan, it was no different from a dog.

"Where did your dad go? Why are you the only dog ​​who came home? Did he die again?" Oh my god~ Lin Qi'an didn't notify us! He must be having too much fun!

Was that a wolf? She was talking to a wolf. The mother and son were astonished by this sight, and Zhao Ji was at a loss. She was afraid that if she angered her, she would become the wolf's food.

She turned to look at the mother and son, her face full of confusion. "Huh? Why aren't you eating? With these conditions here, being picky about food will only lead to going hungry!"

Excitement gleamed in Ying Zheng's eyes. "Wow, amazing! They actually tamed a wolf!" he thought. "Ayan, is it a wolf?"

There are always some people who think they're very kind and will touch any strange cat or dog they see, and then bark if they get bitten. "Dahuang is indeed a wolf, raised from a puppy. Please don't touch it, or I won't give you a rabies vaccine if you get bitten."

"Are you kidding me? Who would touch a wolf?" Zhao Ji repeatedly assured her that she would never touch it.

Although Ying Zheng was itching to do it, he wouldn't do anything to upset or annoy Lin Chaoyan if she disagreed.

After finishing her meal, Lin Chaoyan sat in meditation in the courtyard, trying to fully understand and integrate her master's sword intent.

"Ouch~~" Big Yellow threw a tantrum and rolled around on its belly next to her.

"Let's play, let's play!" Lin Chaoyan picked up a wooden stick and tossed it outside, turning it into a shooting star and disappearing into the horizon.

Big Yellow looked bewildered. "Master, are you serious?"

"Go pick it up! Hurry up!" Lin Chaoyan kicked its rear end.

Resigned to its fate, Dahuang dashed out of the yard and into the woods.

"Can it be retrieved?" Ying Zheng was eagerly anticipating Da Huang's return.

"How could that be! Even if it were a spirit, it wouldn't be able to find an ordinary stick. I just wanted it to go out and play, to leave me alone." It can't find anything even if I don't mark it, so why make things difficult for it!

Zhao Ji immediately knelt down and pleaded earnestly, "Please, immortal, accept my son as your disciple!"

Lin Chaoyan quickly dodged, her eyes filled with displeasure, and said, "Get up and talk. You kneel to heaven, earth, and your parents, but what's the point of kneeling to me?"

"Ah Zheng, call me 'Master' and let me hear it." She might not be able to teach him other things, but she was certainly good at martial arts. Lin Chaoyan patted Ying Zheng's head, giving him a look that said, "You've hit the jackpot."

Ying Zheng's expression changed slightly. This title wasn't something that could be used casually. It wasn't that she wasn't worthy, but rather that he didn't want to.

“Ayan, I can give you everything in the world that is most precious, but I cannot call you ‘sir’.”

The little guy is acting quite serious; it's really a bit misleading for a high school student to act as a teacher.

"Fine, I won't call you that! Besides kung fu, I have nothing else to teach you, so I certainly don't deserve to be called a teacher." A teacher is a crucial person in one's life. They can't be treated casually.

Ying Zheng hesitated, wanting to tell her that he didn't mean it that way, that he just didn't want to.

Have you read Sun Tzu's Art of War? If not, I'll get you a copy.