Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

The Yi Li (逸礼) states in the Wang Du Ji (王度记): "The Son of Heaven rides a chariot drawn by six horses, the feudal lords by four, the high officials by three, the scholars by two, and the commoners by one."

According to the Zhou rites, as a prince of Qin, Ying Jing's chariot should be equipped with fewer horses than those of other feudal lords.

Although the rites and music have collapsed in this era, and these rules are not so important anymore, Ying Jing would not deliberately violate the rites in such a small matter, and only used three chariots.

However, Ying Jing still cared a lot about enjoying himself, so his carriage was very large and spacious, and even had a soft couch inside.

As soon as he boarded the carriage, a tall, graceful, alluring, and fiery figure came into Ying Jing's view.

"I have many important matters to discuss with the Empress Dowager today, so I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Ying Jing's tone carried a hint of apology. He usually only stayed at Ganquan Palace for an hour or two at most, but today he had been delayed.

The embroiderer wore a wolf-head mask, revealing only her firm jawline and graceful neck, and gently shook her head.

“Of course, the young master’s important matter is more important. The embroiderer only waited for a few hours. Besides, the young master’s carriage is very spacious and comfortable.”

She may look like an iceberg, but her manner of speaking is alluring and charming with a touch of tenderness, as if a kitten is gently tickling your heart when she speaks.

Hmm... big news...

Thinking about what happened in Ganquan Palace, Ying Jing felt inexplicably guilty.

What he did should be considered a big deal... right?

However, upon further reflection, Ying Jing felt more justified.

If it weren't for his sacrifice and hard work, Cheng Jiao might have died by now, and the entire Qin Kingdom would have been plunged into turmoil!

This is certainly a big deal, and a very important one!

Although he was delayed for several hours, he single-handedly saved the entire Qin Kingdom!

Wow, I'm actually this good?

Ying Jing quickly convinced himself.

Since you've accomplished something so important, it shouldn't be too much to reward yourself, right?

Ying Jing had no reservations and simply lay down on the soft couch in the carriage, resting his head on the embroiderer's plump and round thighs.

The embroiderer seemed to be used to this, and not only did she not stop him, she even raised her fair wrist, cupped Ying Jing's chin and gently moved it so that he could find the most comfortable position.

"Mmm...that feels so good. You're the best, embroiderer."

Saying a few nice words won't hurt you!

Although the embroiderer is different from Zhao Ji, a woman obsessed with love, she will eventually get a feeling from talking to her too much.

"The greatest fortune for the embroiderer is that she was pulled out of the dark mire and met the young master."

Her soft, alluring voice seemed to resonate directly in one's heart, stirring a restless, tingling feeling within.

The embroiderer was originally an assassin from the Chu Kingdom. During a mission, she was betrayed by her companions. Later, she killed the traitors with her own hands and joined the Luo Wang organization, where she was known as the Black Widow.

She uses specially made silk as weapons, and her merciless silk array kills without hesitation.

However, after being given to Ying Jing by Zhao Ji, the ruthless Black Widow was finally defeated by Ying Jing's relentless efforts.

Although she hasn't transformed back into the embroiderer she once was, at least in front of Ying Jing, she tries her best to show all her tenderness.

Especially as Ying Jing grew up, the tacit understanding between the two became increasingly stronger, and it seemed that some kind of unusual affection was gradually growing.

It's neither romantic love nor familial love, yet it's somewhat similar to both.

Seemingly feeling sorry for Ying Jing's exhausted appearance, the embroiderer gently placed her hands on his temples and massaged them lightly to relieve his fatigue.

Exposing one's temple directly to an assassin is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous act.

However, Ying Jing still placed the greatest trust in the embroiderer, who had been by his side for four years.

Of course, trust is one thing.

Ying Jing's cautious nature meant that he would never completely entrust his safety to others.

With his deep eyes slightly open, Ying Jing could clearly see a purple python coiling affectionately around the embroiderer's side.

The fact that the Purple Python of Fortune could be so affectionate was enough to show the embroiderer's feelings for her.

This ability is probably Ying Jing's cheat code as a transmigrator!

From the day he was born into this world, Ying Jing had already realized that he seemed to be different from ordinary people in this life, possessing special abilities he was born with.

Luck, something invisible and intangible, that many people even believe doesn't exist.

However, in Ying Jing's presence, it was completely visible and usable.

Judging a person's hostility or goodwill by using the Purple Python of Luck is a basic application.

The same applies to helping Zhao Ji treat her reddened palms at Ganquan Palace.

After years of exploration, Ying Jing has also realized that power, status, and position all seem to have a certain influence on one's fortune.

If he could unify the world and ascend to the position of supreme power, perhaps... the immortality that Ying Zheng had pursued all his life might not be so difficult after all.

However, even if Ying Jing could get Zhao Ji's full support, he wouldn't have much of a chance to compete with Ying Zheng for the throne; the historical Lao Ai is the best example of this.

Therefore, Ying Jing chose to lie low for the time being, relying on the protection of Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng to develop in a lowly manner, while letting Ying Zheng complete his historical mission first.

When Ying Zheng passes away, that will be the day when Ying Jing, this hidden dragon, soars to the heavens.

Ying Jing believed he would definitely outlive Ying Zheng.

He has plenty of time and can afford to wait!

Unifying the world is such a tough, tiring, and dirty job; it's best to leave it all to Ying Zheng!

Before that, all Ying Jing needed to do was quietly accumulate his strength.

At the same time, be a great philanthropist and help those tragic beauties.

Both Han Fei and Ying Zheng wanted to rule the world.

Ying Jing not only wants the whole world, but also all ninety-nine beauties in it!

"Young master, we have arrived at Xianyang Palace."

Perhaps it was because the embroiderer's technique was so good that Ying Jing was so comfortable that he forgot about time.

Before they knew it, the carriage had arrived in front of Xianyang Palace.

Indeed, Ying Jing did not return to the Prince's residence, but instead went to Xianyang Palace, the palace that symbolized the highest power in the Qin state.

Now that someone has made a move, Ying Jing should at least respond.

However, Ying Jing currently has no power, so he can't just let the Six Sword Slaves take action as that foolish woman Zhao Ji suggested.

Troublesome matters should be left to the right people to handle.

The most suitable person to handle this matter was naturally Ying Zheng, the supreme and only king of Qin.

Besides, we've been in the Qin state for so many years now, it's time we got a title and a fief!

Even Cheng Jiao has the title of Lord Chang'an, and her fief is Chang'an. We can't fall too far behind.

Brother Zheng, it's me, Ying Jing, sending money!