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

“Ayan,”

The boy, overjoyed at seeing his beloved finally awake, rushed over to embrace her. Little did he realize that the person in front of him had been replaced by his doting sister-in-law.

The next second, Lin Chaoyan lightly flicked his hand and sent Ying Zheng flying. Ying Zheng was so dizzy from the fall that the other two generals tried to call for help but found that they couldn't open their mouths.

With a loud bang, the doors of the main hall slammed shut by themselves. She carefully felt the new bodies her sister had created for the two of them, and the powerful energy within her excited her.

"Idiot, you're so strong, yet you choose to be a coward." The girl stood barefoot on the cold floor, dressed in a plain white robe with her knee-length black hair cascading down her back.

"You're not Ayan, who are you? Give me back my Ayan." Although Lin Chaoyan was cold and unapproachable when angry, she wouldn't look at people like that.

Lin Chaoyan's eyes were filled with anger and indifference. At most, she was indifferent to desires, but at this moment, she looked down on all living beings and acted as if she were the only one who mattered, as if the people in front of her were not living beings but ants.

"Who am I? Of course I am Lin Chaoyan!" She moved her wrists to get used to her body and thought about how to deal with the boy who bullied her sister.

"No, you're not Ayan, you're not. Where did you take Ayan?" Even though it was just a face, Ying Zheng could still recognize that the person in front of him was definitely not his Ayan.

"Where did she go? Since I'm the one who woke up, where do you think she would be?" This is the Qin Palace? It's nothing special! It's a far cry from the temple that my father prepared for me and my sister.

"How dare you hurt Ayan? I will kill you!" Ying Zheng, his eyes bloodshot, drew his sword and taunted Lin Chaoyan, but before he could get even a meter away, he was thrown out again.

She kicked the annoying boy to the ground, her words growing increasingly harsh. "Look at yourself! Who gave you the audacity to covet my sister?"

Sister? Who is she? Who is she? A thought flashed through Ying Zheng's mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it. Although he didn't know who this person was, he at least knew that this person wouldn't harm Lin Chaoyan.

"How is Ayan? Why hasn't she woken up yet?"

"She didn't want to see you, so I came out to take care of you for her." Using magic could easily kill someone, and a sword flew into Lin Chaoyan's hand in a flash. She examined the bronze sword and said.

"Impossible! You're not trying to fool me."

Either he was replaced by this guy while he was unconscious, or he was tricked. Ying Zheng's only worry now is whether this person will return the body to his beloved.

"Oh my, you're so clever! I didn't fool you." Her expressionless, perfunctory attitude made Ying Zheng feel uncomfortable all over. If he could beat her, he would have dragged her out of Lin Chaoyan's body and beaten her up.

"I saw it! You're the one who bullied my sister. And you even want to take her into your harem? Do you really think your position as the principal wife is something you can just scramble for? Who cares?" With that, he raised his sword to strike, which made Ying Zheng's palms sweat with fear.

"I haven't bullied Ayan, nor do I want a harem, but history is what it is. Ayan said I would have many concubines and children. If we don't follow history, Ayan will be targeted." He had just seen off one father-in-law, and now this madman had arrived—he wondered what their relationship was. He sighed, realizing his future wife's backing was truly powerful!

"You didn't bully her? You forcibly kissed her, tied her up, forced her to marry you, and even tried to force her into the bridal chamber, scaring her to tears. You still want to say you didn't bully her?"

He's already been rejected, yet he's still clinging on shamelessly. What's the point of having such a burdensome relationship? I don't know what my father was thinking, actually giving him a chance to choose.

A forced kiss? Forced marriage? And they even wanted to force a wedding night? The two generals stared wide-eyed, their expressions one of utter despair. "Your Majesty, you're foolish! The late King already betrothed Miss Ayan to you. Why are you in such a hurry? You've angered your sister-in-law!"

"Hmm? This matter? Although I am at fault, I cannot back down. What do you know? Ayan has me in her heart, this is our private pleasure. You are meddling far too much! If you let Ayan appear, I will apologize for my behavior and take responsibility for Ayan."

Even if I were to admit my mistake, it would never be you.

"No need for all that trouble, I'll just kill you!" When the sword was about to strike Ying Zheng's neck, she suddenly rolled her eyes in displeasure and put the sword down.

"Consider yourself lucky!"

After saying that, he turned to leave, but Ying Zheng stopped him.

"You may leave, but you cannot take Ayan with you. It was your father who personally handed Ayan over to me."

Without a word, she knocked the person unconscious, then turned and left, lying in the back courtyard to bask in the sun. The wind ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead, and she felt the long-lost sunlight through her fingers. The dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves was warm on her body.

"Going back so soon after we left? Aren't we, the two sisters, better than outsiders working together? What's so great about them?"

There was nothing around except the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"I understand! I'll go back as soon as my sister wakes up."

As soon as she finished speaking, a gentle breeze carried fallen leaves and petals into the distance, as if in response to her.

Under the anxious gazes of everyone, Ying Zheng slowly awoke from the bed, supporting his neck.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Ignoring everyone's concern, he looked around and hurriedly ran towards the inner room. As he expected, the room was already empty. Completely flustered, he frantically tried to run out of the hall.

"Where is Ayan?"

The palace servants around Ying Zheng quickly stopped him and told him where Lin Chaoyan was.

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, Miss Lin is sunbathing in the back of the palace."

"The rear guard? Ayan," Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that she hadn't left, and hurriedly ran towards the rear guard.

"General Meng, do you think it's okay for the King to be so henpecked?" Wang Jian felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of Ying Zheng being knocked unconscious in front of him.

"...If it were my daughter, she would definitely break that boy's legs. As for Your Majesty, there have been so many henpecked husbands throughout history, it wouldn't make a difference if our Your Majesty were one more."

General Wang! Haven't you noticed how much His Majesty listens to Miss Lin's advice? In the past, no matter how much we said, it wouldn't sway Miss Lin. If we tell His Majesty to be patient, he'll curse and throw things. But if Miss Lin is patient, His Majesty will find it reasonable. As long as she doesn't betray the emperor, we shouldn't interfere in their private affairs.”

In the past, when Ying Zheng was humiliated in court, the more others tried to appease him, the angrier he became. But as soon as Lin Chaoyan showed her face, his anger would dissipate. Listening to his complaints and offering appropriate suggestions would immediately revive him.

"Indeed, with such a capable person assisting Your Majesty, the Great Qin will surely be able to unify the world and endure for a long time."

In the courtyard, Lin Chaoyan's once long, straight black hair had transformed into seaweed-like curls. She wore a white lace asymmetrical fishtail dress, with a thick, off-white fluffy shawl over it, and a long pearl necklace around her neck. She wore high heels and leaned against the balcony, basking in the sun.

This attire utterly disappointed Ying Zheng; the person before him was not the one he had been longing for.

Why did you dress Ayan up like this?

Did the father choose him to find a father figure for his sister? He really does look like an old father.

"...Do you know why Lao Tzu wrote the Tao Te Ching?"

…What? Why is this so nonsensical? Ying Zheng looked completely bewildered, which made her a little impatient.

"I'd be happy to!"

…His fist hardened, but he didn't get angry; after all, it was Ayan's body. Ying Zheng turned his back to instruct on the preparation of dinner. When he turned back to look at her again, he kept reassuring himself, "Endure, Ayan is still in her hands."

The three sat together in the hall, with the mother and son on either side of her. A eunuch came in from outside the door with a wooden tray and placed it in front of her, saying with a gentle smile, "Miss, please have something to eat. The imperial physician said that you have not eaten for a long time and need to take care of your health first."

Boiled vegetables? Plain rice porridge? Are they raising rabbits? She picked up a piece with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, then immediately and elegantly spat it out. "What is this? It tastes awful! Will my sister have to live on this from now on?"

Is my sister Wang Baochuan? This tastes like boiled vegetables with an earthy smell, and it makes me feel nauseous.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Ji quickly explained, "Ayan has just woken up. For Ayan's health, she can't eat greasy food, only these light meals." It's a good thing Zheng'er didn't fall for her; this sister-in-law's aura is truly terrifying.

"Thank you! I don't want any!"

After saying that, he popped an orange-flavored lollipop into his mouth, completely ignoring the mother and son.

"Bear with it. That's Ayan's body. Wait until Ayan comes back and tells her what happened," Ying Zheng advised calmly.

"You don't have to eat, but Ayan's body needs to eat!"