In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

In the young master's mansion, where night was gently shrouded...

Ying Ziqing suddenly appeared in the courtyard. The ruffians hiding in the shadows saw that it was the commander-in-chief and silently sheathed the swords on their backs.

A flash of light appeared on Ying Ziqing's body, and she had already changed back into a black and gold robe.

I originally planned to stay in Yan Lingji's room.

But just as they reached the door...

Ying Ziqing's keen hearing immediately picked up on Yan Lingji's snoring sound, which sounded like a little pig's grunt.

He smiled helplessly and said, "Fine, let this little pig that's been wandering around all day get some rest."

Then Ying Ziqing arrived at Bago's door.

Pushing open the door, she saw Bago, wearing leather shorts, sitting on a chair, applying oil to his long, slender legs. Attracted by the movement, Bago looked up and met Ying Ziqing's eyes.

A hint of shyness appeared on Bago's usually cool and handsome face.

Ying Ziqing walked in with a normal expression. Bago was about to get up to greet her, but Ying Ziqing pressed his shoulder down.

He picked up the small jar on the table, smelled it, frowned, and said:

"How can you put something like this on such beautiful legs? Here, I have something better..."

The door, which had been opened, was slammed shut by a mysterious force...

——Dividing——Line——

At this moment, in the dim light of Xinzheng City, a rough-looking human skin mask was placed on a dilapidated wooden table. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly the face of Ji Wuye, the great general of the Han Dynasty.

Sanzenin looked at his near-perfect masterpiece with satisfaction.

He exclaimed, "My craftsmanship is becoming more and more exquisite!"

The reason why Sanzenin was able to make Ji Wuye's human skin mask in advance was because, although he had secured a job cleaning Ji Wuye's inner chambers with Mo Ya's help when he first entered the manor, his daily observation time was limited.

During one of the cleaning sessions, a drunken Ji Wuye pointed at Sanzenin and, finding him pleasing to the eye, promoted him to be Ji Wuye's close attendant. Although this position was somewhat risky, Sanzenin was very astute, knowing what to listen to and what not to listen to, and would occasionally flatter Ji Wuye.

This made Ji Wuye very satisfied with him. He was now serving Ji Wuye almost every day, so he had plenty of time to observe Ji Wuye's every move and appearance.

This allowed him to prepare the human skin mask in advance, and now he only needed to imitate it for a few more days to completely imitate Ji Wuye's appearance and spirit.

Sanzenin carefully wrapped the human skin mask up like a precious treasure and hid it in a pocket she had sewn inside the buttocks of her pants.

Only extremely valuable items would be placed in this location.

…………

Early in the morning, Ying Ziqing, who had spent the whole night cleaning up after Bago, walked out of Bago's room looking somewhat tired.

"Washing legs is indeed physically demanding. It needs to be done in moderation, otherwise even three hundred years of internal energy wouldn't be enough to withstand such exertion," Ying Ziqing remarked.

Mirror Heart Demon, who happened to be passing by, saw this.

She hurriedly took small steps to the back kitchen and brought out a bowl of hot soup containing various tonics.

He presented it to Ying Ziqing as if to claim credit.

Ying Ziqing's face darkened as she looked at the medicinal soup in front of her, and a hint of murderous intent flickered in her eyes as she looked at Jing Xinmo.

The sharp-eyed Mirror Demon sensed something was amiss, chuckled awkwardly, and placed the hot soup on the stone table beside him.

"My lord, I just realized I haven't gone to retrieve the intelligence yet. I'll go right away."

After saying that, he walked away without looking back.

Ying Ziqing turned her head to look at the bowl of hot soup on the stone table.

one two three……

Ying Ziqing picked up the medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

Feeling the smooth flow of pure Yang energy within his body, Ying Ziqing put down the bowl and muttered to himself:

"We can't waste it..."

.........

Time quickly passed and evening arrived.

In front of the Lü residence,

A constant stream of carriages and horses completely blocked the entrance to the Lü residence.

Most of those who came were important officials from Lü Buwei's faction.

Of course, there was one exception: the third prince of Qin, Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing, with her elegant and otherworldly demeanor, stepped down from the carriage, with Jing Xinmo following beside her as her servant.

Some officials in the vicinity would take the initiative to come up and greet Ying Ziqing upon seeing him.

Many others were observing, curious as to why Prime Minister Lü had managed to invite the Third Young Master to the banquet.

After giving a brief nod in greeting, Ying Ziqing entered the Lü residence.

At this moment, a retainer of Lü Buwei came forward to greet him.

The person who received Ying Ziqing was a young man who looked somewhat mature.

The man bowed to Ying Ziqing and said:

"I am Li Si. I will now guide you, young master."

Upon hearing the name Li Si, a slight ripple appeared in Ying Ziqing's previously indifferent eyes. After glancing at him, she said calmly:

"Are you from Little Sage Village?"

Li Si was taken aback upon hearing this, a hint of melancholy flashing in his eyes. He cupped his hands and said, "I studied there for a period of time."

Ying Ziqing took in Li Si's expression.

Ah, so he's a talented person who hasn't found his place in the world.

He walked straight ahead, leaving behind a single, unassuming remark.

"If you don't want to stop here, you can go to the young master's residence in the east of the city to find me."

Li Si's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly followed, thinking to himself:

The young master's residence in the east of the city—is he the recently rising star, the third young master? Rather than idling here, this might be an opportunity…

Before long, everyone was seated in the lavishly decorated main hall according to their status and rank.

Ying Ziqing, as the third prince of Qin, sat in the first seat on the right.

As for Mirror Heart Demon, he was not qualified to enter the main hall. (Mirror Heart Demon: Fine, you're playing me like this...)

Ying Ziqing glanced around; most of the officials were civil servants, and there weren't many military generals. The situation wasn't too bad, at least most of Qin's military generals hadn't sided with Lü Buwei.

Ying Ziqing had already silently memorized the faces and names of these people in her heart.

They planned to deal with them when they eliminated Lü Buwei in the future.

Ying Ziqing sat in Lü Buwei's mansion plotting to eliminate Lü Buwei and his cronies.

Is there a problem? No problem!

At this moment, Lü Buwei, dressed in a brocade robe, walked in with a smile through the side door.

He sat leisurely in the main seat.

His gaze swept around, and when it met Ying Ziqing's, a kind smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Ying Ziqing responded with a smile, but the smile was somewhat inexplicable.

Without further ado, Lü Buwei raised his wine cup and said loudly:

"Hehe, everyone, the reason I am hosting this banquet is to welcome our Third Prince, who is here to demonstrate the might of our Great Qin Dynasty on his mission to Korea."

The others also raised their wine cups and looked at Ying Ziqing.

Ying Ziqing sneered inwardly upon hearing this. Was this an attempt to force her to take sides?

Unfortunately, I am not Fusu.

A smile appeared on his face as he raised his wine glass...

Bye-bye, off to do coding practice! See you tomorrow! ( ?_? )