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

"Yes! I want eternal life."

Her vulnerability seemed to give Ying Zheng a shot of adrenaline, making his goals even more resolute.

"I see! It's not impossible. There's the law of conservation of energy and the laws of spacetime. For every gain, there is a loss. You will lose more when you gain something. You will lose everything you currently have, or even more."

How could He not love His own child? This child was created by His own hands and brought into the world. The Time and Space Administration is no longer what it used to be; this world must be separated and made independent.

Ying Zheng's mind was in turmoil. He was greedy and wanted everything: love, power, and even immortality.

"You can't take Ayan away, please give her to me! I can take good care of her."

After the mission was completed, what was there to hesitate about? It was a win-win situation. There was no need to go through the trouble of searching for those elixirs of immortality. Except when it came to Lin Chaoyan, Ying Zheng was almost without hesitation.

"Remember, you can only live forever if Ying Zheng dies. You have a long time to think about it."

He was also very curious about what choice the child would make, since if he didn't choose, he would die at the end of his destiny, while if he did choose, he would have a second life.

"Can you give me and Ayan a child?" Using a child to tie a woman down, but if she doesn't love you, even ten or eight children won't be enough to hold her.

"Immortality is loneliness. Are you sure you want her to experience watching her children grow old, get sick, and die, to have her children die before her? If you want to keep love, use love to make it last, to embrace them. Don't use methods to bind her."

Being both a father and a mother has been tough for him; he comes and goes in a hurry. He didn't even get a chance to see his eldest and youngest daughters.

After hearing these words, Ying Zheng fell silent, picked up Lin Chaoyan and placed her on the bed, then went downstairs and instructed the guards to prepare the carriage for their return.

Back in the room, he gently wiped the bloodstains from her face with hot water. Ying Zheng dared not overstep his bounds any further, and while waiting, he finally had the chance to properly examine Lin Chaoyan's bedroom.

Feather chandelier, a two-meter by two-meter Simmons bed, velvet and silk comforters. Crystal bead curtains, cashmere carpet, and a huge dressing table filled with bottles and jars he had never heard of or seen before.

The walls are lined with openwork bookshelves, displaying countless dazzling and unseen books. Cold moonlight filters in from the balcony, scattering sparsely on the wisteria blossoms beside it. The off-white gauze curtains are carried in by the wind from outside the window, carrying some petals that gently brush past like a lover's lips.

When Ying Zheng looked at those books, he instinctively longed for them, reaching out his hand multiple times only to withdraw it each time. Gazing at Lin Chaoyan, he ultimately chose not to move, fearing that he would find it difficult to maintain his original intentions when dealing with the unknown, and that he might hurt his beloved.

Seeing that it was almost time, Ying Zheng thought about getting her a warm coat since it was freezing outside, but there was no wardrobe in the room. Finally, his gaze fell on the door, his heart filled with apprehension that he might stumble upon some of his daughter's little secrets.

Upon opening the door, I was immediately stunned, the words Lin Chaoyan had once said about not being able to support me echoing in my mind. This walk-in closet was the size of three or four bedrooms, filled with gorgeous and simple colors of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple... and countless ornate hair ornaments, hairpins, and headdresses.

He was dazzled by the sights and grabbed the nearest large fur coat to leave, but his gaze was drawn to a pile of dog poop and garbage in the corner. "Looks like Ayan really hates those things!"

He carefully wrapped the unconscious Lin Chaoyan up, lifted her by the waist, and slowly carried her downstairs. "Ayan, I'm taking you home. From now on, wherever we are, that will be our home," Ying Zheng thought to himself.

"Your Majesty,"

"Take that rooster with you." Ying Zheng glanced at the rooster following closely behind, knowing it was the one trying to force Lin Chaoyan into becoming a plaything to please men. He really wanted to kill it, but remembering its usefulness, he restrained himself.

"No~"

"You! You love beautiful things so much, yet you never wear any makeup or cosmetics in your room. Everyone says that women dress up for those who appreciate them, but why is Ayan different? She doesn't even have a single piece of rouge or face powder that girls usually use."

Looking back, Ying Zheng realized that Lin Chaoyan's most glamorous outfit was from their first meeting; afterwards, she dressed as simply as possible.

Actually, it wasn't that Lin Chaoyan didn't want to wear it; it was just that the dynasty and her status were inappropriate, and wearing it would bring bad luck. That flowing rosy dress was flashy enough, but not suitable for everyday wear.

After they left, the house followed its owner away, leaving behind an empty lot.

To avoid being discovered, Ying Zheng secretly carried Lin Chaoyan back to his bedchamber through an underground passage. Zhao Ji had been waiting there for a long time.

"Zheng'er, what's wrong with Ayan?"

"Mother, let the palace maid wipe Ayan's body first." He bypassed Zhao Ji and gently placed Lin Chaoyan on the bed.

In her dazed, half-awake state, Lin Chaoyan in her sea of ​​consciousness saw a woman who looked exactly like her staring at her.

There was a hint of disdain in his eyes, but more than that, there was worry.

"You're so stupid! You're being led by the nose by those men. So what if you become the future Qin Shi Huang? Just you wait, I'll avenge you."

Sister, so you were here all along!

"Go to sleep! Leave your body to me while you're at it! I'll take good care of him for you, and from now on, I'll make the decisions you can't make yourself, just like before." How dare you bully my sister? I wouldn't even lay a finger on her, yet you dared to hurt her like this.

Twin souls are the closest beings in the world from the moment they are born. It is said that the aloof Lin Chaoyan has nothing that can make her care, except for her gentle and angelic younger sister.

All tenderness was reserved for the little sister in his arms, gently patting her back and humming the lullaby that his mother often sang.

Outside, the mother and son were watching over Lin Chaoyan on the bed, struggling with the question of where she should go.

"Zheng'er, this place is too crowded and not suitable for Ayan to recuperate." Zhao Ji thought that if word got out that a woman was staying here in the king's palace, the court would be in chaos.

“Mother, I will place Ayan in the inner room; she is safest there. It is not suitable for Ayan to associate with Lü Buwei.”

The memories in the dream were very blurry; he had forgotten most of them, but Ying Zheng vaguely remembered that he would unify the world as Lin Chaoyan had said. What's wrong with husband and wife sleeping in the same bedchamber? They just slept!

"Then Zheng'er, you must remember this carefully. As Ayan said, Lü Buwei has recently started to find his mother annoying, and I believe it will be soon."

To annoy Lü Buwei, Zhao Ji would bother him almost constantly, making him believe she was deeply in love with him and fearing for his reputation. He even started looking for men for Zhao Ji.

"Mother, this will ruin your reputation and cause the world to misunderstand and scorn you. It is your unfilial son's fault." He blamed himself for being too weak to protect the two most important women in front of him. From Lin Chaoyan's words, Ying Zheng vaguely knew that his mother's reputation in history was not good.

Winter has passed and spring has arrived, and summer is just around the corner. Lin Chaoyan has been lying in bed for six months and thirteen days due to damage to her sea of ​​consciousness.

In the imperial court, Lü Buwei suppressed Ying Zheng, preventing him from even expressing his own opinions, which had long displeased him! Whenever he voiced a different opinion, no minister would agree with his proposal, and they all regarded him as a stubborn and unruly ruler.

Unfortunately, his beloved had been bedridden for over half a year. During that time, he secretly consulted countless doctors, but each diagnosis brought Ying Zheng heartache, subtly instructing him to prepare for the burial. While he was raging in the Qin Palace, he could only grit his teeth and suppress his anger for fear of disturbing his beloved in the inner chambers. The helplessness he felt regarding the court and Lin Chaoyan left him frantic, unsure of what to do.

"They all treat me like a child. Is I, or Lü Buwei, the ruler of Qin? I am the highest-ranking person in Qin! How come there isn't a single person in the court who listens to me!"

Meng Ao and Wang Jian listened silently to Ying Zheng's complaints.

"Your Majesty, you are still young and need time. You must be patient."

Endure, endure, endure!! Ying Zheng was so angry that he wanted to curse and smash things. He picked them up and held them in his hand for a long time but couldn't put them down.

"Bear with it, bear with it, I've already endured enough!"

The two generals wanted to continue persuading them, but they were shocked by the girl who suddenly appeared not far away.