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

"Let me make it clear beforehand: I can only prescribe remedies, not cures. Don't blame me if you're disappointed!"

Lin Chaoyan planned to run away from Ying Zheng, but a blatant farewell was unlikely to be agreed to. Perhaps she would be forgotten after disappearing for ten or eight years.

"Don't worry, young lady. My Meng family is not the kind of people who would forget kindness. No matter what the outcome, we will not hold any grudges against you."

With their repeated assurances, Lin Chaoyan no longer needs to worry about medical disputes!

"In that case, I will take Ayan to your residence after court tomorrow."

Lin Chaoyan has been frequently thinking about leaving lately, and Ying Zheng is worried about her going alone. In truth, he can't stop her from leaving if she really wants to, but at least he can keep her in check.

Is he wary of me? Should I run away tonight while he's asleep? How can I be fair to Aci if I stay with him?

"Thank you, sir!!"

The group came in a grand procession and left satisfied, but Lin Chaoyan's mood was quite different! She couldn't bear to hurt him, and while she didn't quite love him, she felt more admiration and filial piety towards him.

Silently I ascend the western tower alone, the moon a hook in the sky, a lonely paulownia tree in the deep courtyard locks in the clear autumn. Unbreakable, tangled, is the sorrow of parting, a unique taste lingering in my heart.

In the quiet of the night, sleep eludes her. An irresistible feeling stirs within her. Seeing no movement outside, Lin Chaoyan decides to slip away quietly.

The fall was silent, like a ghostly figure drifting by. Thinking of Wen Ci, a tear fell silently, like a pearl breaking from its string. Unbeknownst to her, the young man on the royal bed had opened his eyes.

Her distraught appearance, seen through Ying Zheng's eyes, was like a knife piercing his heart. He knew very well that his beloved was longing for another man.

"Ayan, are you going? What exactly is the difference between him and me?"

She was grabbed the moment her hand touched the door, and Lin Chaoyan knew her escape had failed. She could have just left without a care, but she was afraid of hurting Ying Zheng.

“You are not bad, you can be very good, you are a great emperor of all time, a great man in textbooks. In the eyes of the world, you have no personal feelings for your children but only your career ideals. I have always thought so since I was a child.”

Being with you makes me feel guilty; I feel like I'm becoming a stain on your path to greatness. Zheng, can you understand?

If the goddess statue in the temple came to life and stood before you, would you love her?

Bad? How could it be bad? Ah Zheng, you're like an idol in my textbooks! You don't understand that every time I'm moved, I feel like I'm desecrating you.

"No romantic feelings between you and your children?" Ying Zheng cupped Lin Chaoyan's face in his hands and answered her question with utmost seriousness.

"Ayan, if that goddess looks like you, then I will." After saying that, she pulled open her collar, revealing her muscular chest.

He pulled Lin Chaoyan into his arms. "Ayan, listen, there's a heart beating for you, a heart aching for you. I am a person, a living, breathing person, not some cold, lifeless statue."

I will love, I will hate, I will be sad, I will be heartbroken, I will be jealous, I will feel joy because of your appearance, I will be moved by your smile, and I will be sad because of your sadness. Even if I suffer a lot of anger in the court, the moment I look at you, all the anger in my heart will disappear.

Ah Yan, the person standing before you is Ying Zheng, not the invisible and intangible emperor of all time from the books. Touch me, I'm warm, Ah Yan, Ah Yan! Is it so hard to make you love me?

Ah Yan, why are you unwilling to truly feel my love for you? If it weren't for the rules, I could even create a harem for you and be your one and only.

"Ayan, if you mind if I have other women in the future, I can live without them. I can give you a lifetime of love and devotion. Are you willing to fight against fate with me?"

Ah Yan, you don't dare, you only hide, you don't even have the courage to accept my love.

Yes! He's a living, breathing person, his heart pounding even harder with every word he speaks. Fight against fate? I dare not, I'm afraid!

"Ah Zheng, I'm scared to be with you! I'm afraid that falling in love with you will turn me into the kind of person I hate. I don't want to become a bitter woman because of jealousy. I don't want to be seduce and fight with other women every day. I don't want to share you with others."

But Aci was different. He was as gentle as the winter sun, the spring breeze, and the summer coolness. He always tolerated me, respected me, and understood me.

He loves me, and I love him. We didn't have this obstacle before; we could have been happy very easily.

One shouldn't be too stunning in youth, otherwise it'll be hard to accept others. Even if you're exceptionally good, it's still difficult! Lin Chaoyan would find it hard to give up a perfect partner and choose to enter the harem.

"Ah Zheng, you are really good! If it weren't for Ah Ci, I might really be willing to be one of you."

I am Aci's only one, our only one, while I am only one in a thousand, one in ten thousand for you. How could someone who has only one be willing to be just one in a thousand!

Lin Chaoyan was completely absorbed in her own world and didn't hear Ying Zheng's words clearly, nor did she try to understand his feelings. "Ayan, I gave you my one and only, but you dared not accept it. Why blame me for not being able to give you what you want?"

Their eyes met, and Ying Zheng's injury and questioning made her feel guilty.

“Ayan, you have a choice: become my only one to fight against fate, no matter what, and follow me through life and death. Or you can endure it for now and wait until Ying Zheng’s mission is over. In either case, we can wander through time together and see the mountains and rivers together.”

Lin Chaoyan fell silent. Unable to make a choice, she chose to run away and leave the problem to time and others.

"Ayan, do you not love me or are you worried about letting him down? He's been gone for half a year. How long are you going to wait for him? Is three years enough? If he still hasn't returned by the time I'm seventeen in three years, you'll become my woman."

After speaking, he tightened his grip on her waist, pulling her into his arms. Being with Ying Zheng always gave her a strange feeling of being a pampered young wife.

Ying Zheng knew from her silence that she couldn't make a decision in her heart and was probably plotting how to escape again.

He had said what needed to be said, and there was no point in suppressing her any longer. Ying Zheng released Lin Chaoyan from his arms, straightened his collar, and pulled her to sit on the royal couch together.

Time ticked by, and Ying Zheng held her silently, motionless. Lin Chaoyan's bottom was numb from sitting so long, but she dared not move from his lap. She really didn't want to continue this stalemate; it was too agonizing.

“Lu Buwei will send another man to my mother.”

Lao Ai? Upon hearing this, Lin Chaoyan's previously lifeless face instantly perked up. "That's good. Your mother is only in her twenties. She can't stay a widow for the rest of her life! He's just a tool for her amusement."

She made another shocking statement. Although Ying Zheng was already used to it, he still couldn't help but raise his hand and gently tap her forehead.

"You! You! Do you know that adultery with the Empress Dowager is a capital offense!"

As the two stood close, Lin Chaoyan immediately lowered her head and looked away. Her heart was in turmoil. Gazing at the moonlight outside the window, she knew that her heart was beginning to stir again, filled with an indescribable emotion that, like the moonlight, was spreading between them.

Ying Zheng knew that Lin Chaoyan was avoiding his intense gaze, but now it was no longer something she could hide from. Her appearance brought a new turning point to his broken life.

My feelings for her didn't arise out of nowhere. From the initial possessiveness and dependence, to the gradual process of getting to know her, I admired her, longed for her, and believed in her. From the moment her every move captivated me, my heart, which had been sinking into despair, belonged to her.

After calming herself down, Lin Chaoyan noticed that Ying Zheng hadn't spoken for a long time, and only his soft breathing could be heard. She then looked up again.

"Then kill Lü Buwei and that..."

Before she could even see his face clearly, and before she could even finish a sentence, she felt a burning sensation on her lips. Lin Chaoyan's mind went blank for a moment. Ying Zheng was so close to her, his lips were so hot, and his breath was so hot.

Seeing his beloved frozen in shock, not pushing him away, Ying Zheng gradually transformed his initial tentative, shallow kiss into a forceful, almost aggressive one. After invading her territory, his touch softened again, like water, gently guiding her to respond and accept him.

Ah Yan, you are even sweeter than in my dreams.

The kiss was long and lingering, burning her like fire. He was sometimes domineering, sometimes gentle, sometimes urgent, sometimes slow, seemingly conflicted. He wanted to satisfy himself but was afraid of hurting her. Lin Chaoyan couldn't help but respond.

In that instant, he was like dry tinder meeting a raging fire, disregarding everything else. He laid Lin Chaoyan on the bed, kissing her like a storm, her eyebrows, forehead, nose, cheeks, and chin, then moving down to her shoulder. When he saw the wound there, he couldn't bear to leave. Ying Zheng regained some of his composure and stopped his passionate, lingering kiss.

When he looked up, he saw that Lin Chaoyan was already in tears. He gently and carefully wiped away her tears. He closed the collar that he had pulled open, pressed his forehead against hers, kissed her, and apologized tenderly.

"Ayan, please don't cry. I'm not bullying you. Don't think that just because I'm young, I don't understand the feelings between men and women. What I did and said to you tonight was not the result of acting impulsively. I know that once I say these words, I will definitely fulfill them for the rest of my life."

"Ayan, I... I want to be your husband. Three years. If he still hasn't come back after three years, let's get married! Actually, I could get married next year, but Ayan, I'm willing to wait for you for three years."

His tender gaze and gentle words were not the playful banter of youth. He spoke solemnly, as if making a vow. He was trying his best to act like an adult, so that his beloved would know that he was not teasing or bullying her, and that he was sincere.

She cried not because she felt he had bullied her, but because she felt her heart was cheap because she was moved by his emotions.

"Zheng, if you were Ci, would you hate me? It's only been half a year!"

“Ayan, you don’t necessarily love him that much; you’re just used to him. You can always go back to him after I die.”

Death? No one can live longer than me. We'll be together forever. What does it matter to me what happens to him?

"Okay, Ayan, let's rest early. After the morning court session tomorrow, I'll take you outside the city for a stroll to clear your head." He then kissed her forehead again and pulled her into his arms. Only in this way could he ensure that she wouldn't sneak away.