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

In 247 BC, King Zhuangxiang of Qin died, and the 13-year-old Ying Zheng was made King of Qin. At this time, Lü Buwei was the Prime Minister of Qin, wielding absolute power. Because King Zheng was young when he ascended the throne, he honored Lü Buwei as his "Uncle," and Lü Buwei controlled all state affairs.

Because of the hot potato that Lin Chaoyan was forced to frequently travel to Xianyang Palace, and no one was willing to take her on, Ying Zheng kept praising her, playing the victim, and complaining about how uncomfortable it was for him to sit in on court affairs.

During this period, the Qin army also halted its conquests, much to the delight of the other six states. This was merely the prelude to a storm, a time when the young tiger lay dormant!

"Ayan, why hasn't Lü Buwei given me a chance yet?" Zhao Ji was brainwashed by Lin Chaoyan and was filled with excitement, looking forward to that day every day.

"Eat oranges, and chat with him more often, annoy him, and it'll be over soon!" Your man has only been dead for a short time. After all, that old man only gave you a man because he found you annoying.

"Good! These oranges are small but so sweet! Ah Yan, let Zheng'er have some too." Even though she couldn't have them, everything Lin Chaoyan brought out was of the highest quality, and Zhao Ji didn't dare to be greedy.

Lin Chaoyan brought a plate of tangerines to Ying Zheng, who was reading memorials. Seeing that he was engrossed in reading, she decided not to disturb him and was about to leave.

Their eyes met, and Ying Zheng indicated that he didn't have a free hand and asked her to feed him. After a moment of stalemate, when Lin Chaoyan softened, Ying Zheng decisively pulled out a soft cushion for her.

"Fine! Who told you to be the future Qin Shi Huang!" Lin Chaoyan smiled and held the orange to his lips, her voice softening, "Open your mouth."

Ying Zheng obediently opened his mouth slightly, and Lin Chaoyan's fingertips touched his lips. He felt as if he had been burned, and hot air rushed to his face.

She withdrew her hand and looked at Ying Zheng, whose body was stiff. "Is it sweet?"

Ying Zheng tightened his slender fingers around his sleeves, then nodded slightly in response.

"Sweet~"

He didn't care whether it was sweet or not; all he could feel now was the slight numbness in his lips. Her fingertips were cool and soft, and his lips, touched by her, still felt a little itchy.

"Ayan, what would you do without him?" Ying Zheng held the bamboo slip, staring straight at her, his voice hoarse. "Why..." You treat me so well, yet you are unwilling to stay by my side.

Lin Chaoyan didn't know how to answer the boy's question for a moment. Thinking of those miscellaneous ghostly things, she thought for a long time before slowly speaking, "Without him, I would probably be forced to become a plaything to please all kinds of men like you. I couldn't refuse, I couldn't live or die until that ghostly thing exhausted my last bit of value before it would let me go."

They may have died as early as 66 million years ago, perhaps starving, trampled or eaten by dinosaurs, or perished in that devastating catastrophe.

Lin Chaoyan's smile was bitter; her momentary greed had brought her to this state. Suddenly, the tangerine in her hand no longer tasted sweet.

“Ah Zheng, you don’t understand. Apart from the initial right to choose, I’ve always been the one being chosen. He chose me, not the other way around. Actually, I’m very selfish and wicked. Romantic love isn’t a necessity for me. I don’t love him as much as he loves me. I just don’t want to be alone.”

Without him, I would be like a ship adrift, lost and without direction. He is my North Star, my lighthouse.

As Lin Chaoyan lowered her head and looked down in sorrow, Ying Zheng suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"Ayan, you're not bad at all, and you've never been selfish." This hug took almost all of Ying Zheng's courage. But after the hug, the long-suppressed emotions craved more. Ayan, use me! Please!

Feeling the boy's warmth, Lin Chaoyan realized for the first time that he had truly grown up; his chest was so strong. The moment she was embraced, she didn't push him away, but rather craved that warmth.

If I were an ordinary person, it wouldn't be impossible, Lin Chaoyan was startled by her own thoughts.

"Ah Zheng, thank you!!"

"Ayan, no need to thank me, never." He breathed in her unique scent, gently nuzzling her head and kissing her hair. Beyond this, Ying Zheng dared not overstep his bounds in the slightest!

"Ah Zheng, let's not see each other again! We should stop having these inappropriate thoughts now." Lin Chaoyan felt dirty for having such thoughts; how could she defile him? How could she be so fickle? She needed to stop now.

As soon as he finished speaking, out of her sight, Ying Zheng's originally bright eyes dimmed, and a long-hidden obsession flashed across them.

The room fell completely silent, with only the occasional crackling of candles. Lin Chaoyan could clearly feel the boy holding her tightening his grip, as if he wanted to crush her and absorb her into his body.

I shouldn't have these thoughts...

Do you find my thoughts so repulsive? Ah Yan! How cruel you are!

The misunderstanding arose between the two; they couldn't understand each other, yet it was perfectly clear to onlookers. She was happy for her son and felt even more affection for Lin Chaoyan.

"Ah Zheng! What's wrong with you?" She just wanted him to have a happier and warmer childhood. Lin Chaoyan didn't expect Ying Zheng to be so dependent on her.

"I want to eat the orange that Ayan peeled." Ayan, I'm the really bad and selfish one. You must always be this innocent and naive!

Huh? Ha! Still acting like a child. "I'll peel it for you! But you have to let go of me first, you're killing me."

Lin Chaoyan, remember this: you may have Zheng Ge in front of you, but he is Qin Shi Huang, not someone you can even dream of touching. She silently warned herself.

After finishing the plate of oranges, Lin Chaoyan realized it was getting late and prepared to go back.

Ying Zheng said it was far away, in the mountains, and it would be dangerous for her, a woman alone, so he would personally escort her. Lin Chaoyan thought to herself, "Brother, I can get there in no time. What danger could there be? Taking a carriage is such a waste of time!"

But despite her repeated refusals, it was to no avail. Looking into his unwavering eyes, she chose to give in to him.

The winter sunset was brief yet beautiful. The carriage traveled along the wide street, protected by a long procession. A gust of cold wind blew open the curtain, and Ying Zheng immediately pulled it down. Even the brief glimpse of his face made everyone gasp.

Is a fairy sitting inside?

"Such unparalleled beauty exists in this world..."

Hearing the sounds outside, Lin Chaoyan raised her hand to touch her cheek, a hint of sorrow appearing in her eyes.

"Ayan, don't worry, I'm here." You won't become anyone's plaything. Actually, there's really no need to worry; with her strength, anyone who dares to touch her is doomed.

"I'm not afraid! I'm very powerful now. Anyone who dares to touch me, I'll kill them, chop them to death. It's just that the time is almost up, Zheng. We've known each other for six years now! It's almost time to go into seclusion." Otherwise, the secret of immortality will be discovered, and who in this world can resist the temptation of eternal life?

Yes! Six years! In these six years, I've grown to be as tall as her, but Ayan hasn't changed a bit. Letting her live in seclusion is the best arrangement for her, but I'm not willing to accept it!

"I will arrange a new identity for you as soon as possible, but it will be tough for Ayan that she will not be able to show her true face to others in the future."

Ying Zheng didn't want Lin Chaoyan to live like a rat in the street, hiding and hiding. He would take care of her identity; as long as he was around, he would let her live as freely and unrestrainedly as possible.

"Is this really okay? It would be very troublesome if we were discovered. I've never tried using the Forgetfulness Spell on a large scale before." There's too much risk involved in killing people. Lin Chaoyan is used to hiding and doesn't dare to gamble.

"Ayan, can you trust me just this once?" Let me prove to you that I am fully capable of protecting you, Ayan, your Azheng is not so useless. Ying Zheng's gentle gaze made Lin Chaoyan's heart flutter.

"…Um!"

She dared not look at him; the more she looked, the more guilty she felt. She should have stayed away from him; hiding for ten or eight years would have been enough. But Lin Chaoyan found herself always softening towards him.

After receiving a satisfactory reply, Ying Zheng smiled knowingly, and at the same time, he remarked that it was only when he was with Lin Chaoyan that he dared to reveal his true self. He would almost always keep quiet, afraid of worrying Zhao Ji.

Lin Qi'an, who had been lurking in the shadows pretending to be dead, had already devised a plan to deal with Wen Ci's pawn. "Ayan, I'm sorry to have saddened you, but don't worry, I'll come back for you once I've regained control."

He wasn't worried about Ying Zheng's existence; after all, his lifespan was only a few decades. Even if he fell in love with him, time could erase it.

"Your Majesty! We've arrived!"