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

"...like sunlight piercing through the night"

Dawn quietly crosses the horizon

Whose figure shuttles through the reincarnation

The road to the future lies beneath your feet.

Don't be sad, don't be afraid.

Full of confidence and looking forward to tomorrow

A new storm has emerged

How can we stagnate?

Try your best to travel through time and space

I will come to your side

Smile in the face of danger

Dreams will come true soon

Muster up the courage to move forward

"A miracle will surely happen..." she sang loudly as a group of people played tag with each other, even the hidden guards who were hiding in the shadows all came out. Lin Chaoyan's figure was like a wisp of smoke, and the group of people couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

"Diga..."

She shed her ornate and restrictive clothes, letting her hair down, and ran freely in the snow. She went mad, shouting, singing, and dancing… forgetting who she was, where she was, and in that moment, all her worries vanished.

"Flying..." Everyone saw her fly up to the roof like a rocket.

"What should we do! Quick, bring her down..." The beauties were instantly sobered up by the fright.

"Ayan, get down. I'll never call you stupid again. I'll give you a son..." Wang Yun'er was filled with regret. She should have known better than to beg this ancestor to drink.

"Mother, please come down..." He knew, he had known for a long time, that she was not his biological mother. But in his eyes, she was the best mother in the world.

The person on the rooftop ignored the calls from below, lost in her own world. She felt like a fish, a bird, a cat…

Perhaps she was tired, because she lay down on the roof and fell asleep. No matter how others called out to her, Lin Chaoyan seemed not to hear them and just lay there quietly.

Where is Ayan?

After finishing his day's official duties, Ying Zheng waited in Xianyang Palace for Lin Chaoyan to return. He learned she was drunk, and remembering she had said she couldn't drink, he rushed over in a panic.

"Greetings, Your Majesty..." No one dared to be the first to speak up!

"Where is Ayan?" The silence and lowered heads of the group only fueled Ying Zheng's anxiety.

"Your Majesty, Miss Lin is on the roof..." Yu Rong came down from the roof and hurriedly reported to her master.

The roof? He was horrified and quickly backed away, only then did he see what was happening on the roof.

“Ayan…” His Ayan was so thin and frail that it was heartbreaking. At this moment, she was curled up like a cat.

Seeing this, he leaped to Lin Chaoyan's side and noticed that she was thinly dressed and barefoot. Without thinking, he quickly took off his cloak and wrapped it around her.

Upon closer inspection, Ying Zheng's gaze was drawn to the exposed red rashes. "Why do you not cherish your body?"

His tenderness was everywhere, from his delicate movements to his caring gaze, all filled with deep love. His meticulous care kept the person in his arms from the slightest chill.

Ying Zheng carefully and gently picked her up, treating her with the tenderness of a most precious treasure.

Watching his departing figure, they realized that, just as Lin Chaoyan had said, he was no different. Ying Zheng was gentle, but this gentleness was unique and could not accommodate anyone else.

"By my decree, starting tonight, everyone present is to be confined to their quarters for a year, and Lady Wang will have her salary reduced for a year..." Knowing she couldn't drink, he still forced her to drink. If it weren't for Wang Jian, it wouldn't have been just a matter of being confined to her quarters and having her salary reduced.

"Hmm...who are you?...You look familiar..." She was confused and couldn't see the person's face clearly, but she felt that the embrace was very warm and comfortable.

"You silly girl, I'm your husband, your man." Sigh... how much has she drunk? She can't even recognize people anymore. Ying Zheng thought to himself.

Strands of hair fluttered in the wind, occasionally brushing against his cheek as if touching his heart. Drunk, Lin Chaoyan's cheeks were flushed, his eyes glazed, and he tilted his head, seemingly deep in thought about Ying Zheng's words.

"I don't understand! What is a husband? Is it something delicious?" She felt dizzy and had a headache; she wanted to eat fried chicken.

The little rascal in his arms had successfully amused him, his tone both helpless and indulgent. His tender, watery eyes could drown a person. "Hehehe!! Silly Ayan, your husband is the most important person who loves you and will accompany you for the rest of your life. Eating me—it's not entirely impossible…Ayan can eat me anytime she wants…"

A cold wind whistled through the trees, making them creak. The moon goddess bestowed all her favor upon the lovers, illuminating their path.

A group of people, each carrying a lantern, followed respectfully and silently behind him.

"I don't understand, my head hurts so much..."

"It's alright! I'll teach you every day from now on. You can't drink alcohol, and you absolutely can't drink alcohol anymore, understand?" That day, Ying Zheng understood, and he agreed to the marriage. Since she was afraid and didn't want to have children, then she wouldn't. If she wanted to go to the Qinling Mountains, he would send her there during their next period of seclusion.

"Hmm... I won't drink anymore..." Her voice was obedient and soft, and it quickly faded away with the wind.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes brimming with undisguised joy. My dear Ayan is so sweet! I'll have a good talk with her once she's sober; I can't upset her again…

People? Lots of people? What are they doing? ...

It's hot, so hot... Why is it so hot? ...I feel terrible, I can't breathe...

What are they talking about?

"Your Majesty, it's time for your court session..." Zhao Gao knelt on the ground, trying to persuade him. He couldn't let Lin Chaoyan become one of those femme fatales.

"Even if it's just for Miss Lin, you have to go! If the court is suspended today because of her, she will become known as a femme fatale..." He trembled as he finished speaking. His benefactor was important, but his own life was equally important. As long as it didn't involve himself, he would do everything in his power to repay the kindness he had shown back then.

He listened, then closed his eyes tightly. When he opened them again, they were filled with rage. "If Ayan's fever persists after I leave court, I will kill you all, you quack doctors..."

"Your Majesty, spare me! Your Majesty, spare me!"

"Shut up! Men, drag him away..." Under his cold and violent gaze, six lives were lost.

In the latter half of last night, Lin Chaoyan's condition worsened; she had difficulty breathing and even developed a fever. She is still experiencing a high fever.

After the third group of people died, in the early morning of the third day, she relied on new genes to overcome the defects carried by the original inferior genes.

In her dazed state, she saw a familiar-looking man in front of her, seemingly saying something. But she couldn't hear or see him clearly.

"Ayan, Ayan?... "

"Alright! Yan Yan has pulled through. She needs to rest now, so please don't wake her..." The fact that someone with a severe alcohol allergy had actually touched alcohol was truly terrifying for Fifth Ye and Qiu Shenji when they received the letter.

"Don't you know she has a severe alcohol allergy? Why did you let her drink? It's hereditary, a congenital genetic defect that can't be cured, it can kill people..." She was also very angry at the half-dead person on the bed, who was actually playing with her own life.

While administering acupuncture, Fifth Sister grumbled about the novel. "Even in the future, there's no guarantee she could be saved from this level of injury, yet she actually pulled through. Sister Huo! Live well! Who can outlive her?"

After an hour of acupuncture, Fifth Sister's tense nerves finally relaxed. "Alright! Let her rest well and don't give her any of those random medicines. All medicines have some toxicity, and medicine that doesn't address the root cause is poison."

Lin Chaoyan's face was no longer flushed, and her breathing was smoother, but she remained pale and weak. Ying Zheng looked at the red rashes, fearing they might recur. "Why haven't these red rashes faded yet?"

"It will heal on its own in the next day or two, but it will be very itchy. Be sure to keep an eye on her and prevent her from scratching it. Otherwise, there is a certain probability that the wound will become infected and she will have a fever again." She felt that this was unlikely, as her understanding of Lin Chaoyan's abilities had most likely improved this aspect of her condition.

Just as Wu Ye was about to reach the door, Ying Zheng's chilling voice rang out behind her.

"Nothing that happens in these three days is to be heard of by Ayan. Furthermore, my marriage to Ayan is set for April 22nd, two months from now. You all had better behave yourselves..."

He thought that winter was too cold, and he worried that Lin Chaoyan's body wouldn't be able to withstand the elaborate rituals. Even if it was a private wedding, everything had to be there. In spring, April would be a time of blooming flowers and vibrant colors. He figured she would love it…

"We understand!" Fifth Sister was terrified of him; during their travels, they had witnessed many tragedies caused by his ruthless methods.

Years of war left only the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled civilians, who suffered terribly due to conscription. He was indeed a great emperor throughout history, but that doesn't mean everything he did was right.

"They used every means to get close to me for fame, fortune, power, and status, yet they all feared me. Ah Yan, you are different. You only want me as a person, not the King of Qin. Now, all I need is you..."