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

In the living room of the young master's residence.

Ying Jing sat upright in the seat of honor, with Li Wu serving him a cup of tea on his right before standing respectfully to his side.

In the center of the living room stood a woman who appeared quite tall and demure.

She stood there quietly, with two strings of jewelry hanging around her neck, her hands clasped together on her lower abdomen, her eyes deep and mysterious.

She wore a pink gown adorned with subtle purple logo patterns, her features were striking and delicate, her makeup was exquisite, and her complexion was fair and radiant.

Her long, dark brown hair was styled in a high bun, with a few strands falling smoothly down her back. Paired with delicate gold hair accessories, she looked dignified, elegant, beautiful, and poised.

The saying that "the Yin-Yang School produces beauties" is indeed true.

Lady Xiang's beauty was also rare in her time.

“Nü Ying of the Yin-Yang School greets Lord Changxin of Qin.”

She bowed slightly, her manners impeccable, still exuding an elegant and noble air.

Female British?

Isn't it Ehuang?

Ying Jing's heart stirred slightly. The Yin-Yang School was already mysterious, and this woman, whose identity as to whether she was a twin sister or someone with a split personality, was even more peculiar.

"No need for formalities. Madam Xiang has come from afar, please take a seat. Li Wu will serve tea, so as not to give the impression that my household is ignorant of etiquette."

Despite having many thoughts in his mind, Ying Jing did not reveal them. He simply brushed away the broken leaves with his cup, took a sip of tea, and slowly spoke.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Li Wu is quite used to her current identity.

She didn't ask for any title or honor; she was content to be a maidservant by Lord Changxin's side.

At least she no longer has to do things she doesn't want to do, kill people she doesn't want to kill, or complete endless tasks.

Nu Ying did not refuse. She sat down in the lower seat, accepted the tea offered by Li Wu, and thanked her.

"The Yin-Yang School is far away in the State of Chu. I wonder what brings Lady Xiang here to seek out Lord Changxin of Qin?"

The ceremony is over, so it's time to get down to business.

Nüying remained seated quietly, her expression calm: "His Excellency Donghuang once said that the chaotic world will end, and perhaps in the future the Yin-Yang School will work with Lord Changxin."

"Oh?"

Ying Jing's eyes narrowed slightly: "Could it be that the Yin-Yang School intends to enter Qin?"

Nüying nodded, but then quickly shook her head: "This matter will be decided by the Eastern Emperor. Nüying has come to visit Lord Changxin for two reasons."

Ying Jing did not put down his teacup, nor did he speak. He merely glanced at Nü Ying, signaling her to continue.

But Nüying didn't rush to speak; instead, she produced a silk scroll in her hand.

Ying Jing's gaze sharpened instantly. With a mere wave of his hand, the silk ribbon, accompanied by a wisp of purple mist, was already in his grasp.

"Did your Yin-Yang School do the Gan Luo incident?"

Ying Jing's tone had turned cold.

What Nüying took out was the document from the State of Zhao that Gan Luo had carried.

Ying Jing was considering whether he should keep Lady Xiang, the elder of the Yin-Yang family, here.

Seemingly sensing Ying Jing's changed attitude, Nü Ying dared not be careless and immediately stood up and bowed: "Lord Changxin has misunderstood."

Ying Jing remained unmoved, simply staring indifferently at her frosty, snow-white face.

"Nüying and Xiangjun were ordered by the sect leader, Donghuang, to go out and find the star soul destined by the Yin-Yang School to return to its place."

Nu Ying hurriedly explained: "Afterwards, Nu Ying was fortunate enough to find Xing Hun, who was in danger, on the border of Qin and Zhao. However, his injuries were too severe, so she could only order the Yin Yang School disciples to send him to the Nine Palaces Mountain in the capital."

"This silk scroll is Xinghun's... which is what Ganluo requested to be delivered to Changxinjun. In addition, there is another item."

The woman remained elegant and composed, but her inner turmoil was evident in her words and gestures.

That's not surprising!

Lord Changxin's residence can now truly be described as a place teeming with experts.

From the moment Nüying stepped into this mansion, she had already sensed several obscure and profound auras locking onto her, and perhaps this was not all.

If she is even slightly negligent, she could lose her life and have no one to complain to.

The Yin-Yang School is indeed mysterious, with many experts, but they are nothing compared to the power of a nation.

This time, however, what Nüying presented was a painting.

Ying Jing recognized it at a glance; the painting was indeed by Gan Luo.

The picture depicts the scene when he first met Gan Luo.

On the banks of the Wei River, under the shade of willows.

Young Lord Nagatoku helps the despairing boy up, bringing him hope.

"Is this... a declaration of eternal loyalty to me?"

Ying Jing's expression remained unchanged as he rubbed his hands on the painting, his demeanor softening slightly.

Lady Xiang from the Yin-Yang School brought some good news.

Gan Luo is still safe, and the Zhao State scribe has also returned.

This also means that Lü Buwei's plan has completely failed.

As for why none of the guards who escorted Gan Luo returned, Ying Jing was not surprised.

Even if some managed to escape by chance, who would dare to come back after losing Gan Luo?

If he doesn't come back, it's considered a sacrifice; his family will be fine and will even receive a reward.

But if he comes back...

The people they were protecting are gone, but they themselves have returned and are now facing severe punishment.

"In that case, I should thank the Yin Yang School properly. If you had intervened, Gan Luo might have already met with misfortune."

With Yingjing's change of attitude, the atmosphere in the living room eased considerably.

At this moment, Nv Ying could even feel that the auras that had been locked onto her had dissipated somewhat.

"I only ask that Lord Changxin will not blame Nüying for taking Xinghun back to Jiugong Mountain in the capital without permission."

No need for thanks!

Nüying is now starting to regret coming to Lord Changxin's residence.

There are too many experts, it's too dangerous!

If things really come to blows, she won't be able to escape.

“Gan Luo is my man. I am grateful to you for saving him.”

"Once Gan Luo's injuries have healed, we should ask the Yin Yang School members to send him back."

Ying Jing never imagined that he would be competing with someone else for a man.

We also need to assert our sovereignty!

That's outrageous.

Nv Ying seemed unsurprised by Ying Jing's request, but her expression was somewhat tense.

"Gan Luo's injuries are severe. He needs to cultivate the profound martial arts of my Yin-Yang School to fully recover, which may take quite some time..."

Not a short period of time?

Ying Jing frowned slightly; he knew very well what the Yin Yang School was planning.

With their brainwashing skills, it might not be long before Gan Luo is completely transformed into the Star Soul of the Yin Yang School.

"It's alright, I can wait."

After a moment's thought, Ying Jing made his decision.

Gan Luo is still too young. Although he has shown some talent, he is still somewhat immature.

Although Gan Luo put a lot of effort into this mission to the State of Zhao, it was of little use.

It wouldn't be bad to let the Yin-Yang School train for a while.

As for the Yin-Yang School's brainwashing...

He didn't believe that the Yin-Yang School's Yin-Yang techniques could withstand the baptism of fate.

At that time, Gan Luo, under Lord Changxin's command, will be a high-ranking Star Soul of the Yin-Yang School.

This is called getting something for free!