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

Sometimes Ying Jing would call himself a good person, but deep down he knew very well that this was just a mask he wore in his daily life.

Although he wore the mask for a long time, he was essentially just an ordinary person and not particularly great.

Power, beauty, and even immortality—these are what he pursued in this world.

Ying Jing would naturally not let go of such a stunning beauty as Yan Ling Ji.

Moreover, Yan Lingji also occupies an important position in his plan.

Yan Lingji's body was very soft and naturally exuded a faint fragrance.

Ying Jing held her tightly in his arms, asserting his dominance forcefully and possessively, his dark eyes filled with possessiveness.

Perhaps it was because the backlash from the Fire Charm Technique had already revealed all the secrets to Changxin-jun, that they naturally felt a certain closeness.

Yan Lingji lowered her eyes slightly, which seemed capable of captivating souls, and did not show much resistance.

But her words remained stubborn: "Then he is also of the Baiyue royal bloodline."

Ying Jing sneered repeatedly: "In terms of bloodline, you are far more noble than him."

Yan Lingji looked puzzled: "What do you mean by that, Lord Changxin?"

Ying Jing was already prepared for Yan Lingji's doubts.

"Your innate ability to control fire is the best proof of that."

This was not just Ying Jing making things up; his eyes were filled with a purple aura, and he could clearly see the source of Yan Lingji's fire control ability.

"That is the power that originates from the depths of your bloodline."

"The Baiyue region has many tribes, and there are legends that they are related to Chiyou, the warlord. The once powerful Yue Kingdom also originated from Baiyue and is said to have the bloodline of Yu the Great, which can be traced back to the Yellow Emperor."

As Ying Jing finished speaking, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Legend has it that during the Battle of Zhuolu in the past, there were immortals who used magic to create a thick fog, immortals who summoned a strong wind, and immortals who even brought down torrential rain to cause flash floods."

"Your innate ability to control fire may... originate from the bloodline they inherited."

"With such bloodline, what royal prince could be as noble as you?"

While this is a reasonable speculation, it's actually still a hoax...

Who isn't a descendant of the Yellow Emperor?

However, Yan Lingji was somewhat convinced.

The ancient legends are no longer verifiable, but it is true that she was born with the ability to control fire.

Moreover, this ability is different from true qi martial arts; it is a completely different system.

Ying Jing's explanation is very reasonable.

"But Lord... Tianze also promised to help me find my younger brother!"

Upon catching a glimpse of Changxin-jun's dark eyes, Yanlingji felt inexplicably guilty and ultimately refrained from using the title "master" again.

"Oh?"

This time, Ying Jing didn't need to fool anyone.

A mocking smile appeared on his face: "So...did he find it?"

Yan Lingji was speechless.

Ying Jing said calmly, "There's no need for him to find it. Let me ask you one more question... Has he searched for it?"

He had already seen Yan Lingji's memories during the previous backlash from the Fire Charm Technique.

In the fire during her childhood, she was separated from her younger brother. Later, Tianze recognized her talent for controlling flames and recruited her into his assassin group.

Since joining Tianze's command, Yan Lingji has only been repeating training and completing missions.

They were used entirely as tools, not much different from the assassins in the Luo Wang organization.

With Tianze deposed as crown prince, internal power struggles, and the invasion of the Chu-Han allied forces, how could he possibly have the time or inclination to help a tool fulfill its own desires?

Finding a younger brother... that's just wishful thinking.

Ying Jing was all too familiar with this tactic!

However, Tianze's promise was still a bit lacking.

Lord Changxin painted a picture of a cake for Zhao Gao, at least giving him some sweetness so that he would always keep hope in his heart.

But Tianze just made empty promises and then abandoned them!

Ironically, Yan Lingji remained foolish enough to believe it.

Yan Lingji naturally couldn't answer Ying Jing's question.

In her memory, the Baiyue assassin group under Tianze's command had always been carrying out various missions and even participating in the war against Han Chu, so they would never do such an unnecessary thing.

Seeing Yan Lingji's hesitant expression, Ying Jing wouldn't miss this opportunity to strike while the iron was hot.

"Why aren't you saying anything? What have you gained from following Tianze besides endless missions?"

Yan Lingji opened her mouth, but ultimately made no sound.

She was speechless.

“If you hadn’t followed Tianze back then, you might have found your brother long ago.”

Ying Jing gently stroked her hair and whispered in Yan Lingji's small ear.

"But you chose to believe in Tianze and embarked on a road with no end..."

"Perhaps, while you were on a mission, your younger brother was suffering..."

"Perhaps while you were still single-mindedly thinking about rescuing Tianze, your younger brother had already starved to death... frozen to death, or been killed?"

Ying Jing's tone was low and deep, as if the devil were whispering in her ear.

The heat hit her delicate earlobe, making her whole body tremble.

"No, stop talking!"

Yan Lingji couldn't help but break free from Lord Changxin's embrace and cover her ears with her hands.

She had just recovered from the backlash of the Fire Charm Technique when Ying Jing's actions almost plunged her back into that nightmare deep in her heart.

Ying Jing's guidance was clearly effective.

She spread out her two fair and delicate hands, each with long and slender fingers, but Yan Lingji couldn't help but shake her head as she looked at her own fair palms.

"What have I been doing all these years?"

Instead of looking for his younger brother, he went to work as an assassin.

Isn't this a problem with one's thinking?

Perhaps, as Changxinjun said, if she hadn't wasted so many years... she would have found it long ago!

Or perhaps... in all these years, her younger brother who was separated from her when she was young... has already... died while she was wasting her time?

In this chaotic world, death is a common occurrence.

The backlash from the Fire Charm spell might actually be a good thing.

At least, it forced her to confront that memory she didn't want to face.

We shouldn't deceive ourselves and forget what we should really be doing.

Tears welled up in Yan Lingji's azure eyes, but as she cried, she suddenly burst into laughter.

This change surprised Ying Jing somewhat.

A woman's complexion is like the weather in June.

"Did Changxin-jun say all this just to make me betray Tianze?"

Yan Lingji looked up and smiled again, a radiant and captivating smile, her voice full of tenderness.

She took a step forward slowly, using a mysterious gait, and leaned into Changxin Jun's arms.

With her warm, soft body and beautiful face right before his eyes, he was surrounded by her.

Even with Ying Jing's composure, he was slightly lost in thought at this moment.

Ying Jingqiang suppressed his anger and spoke again: "What I have said is all..."

However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Lingji.

Haw!

She actually launched a sneak attack!

They were so close that Ying Jing didn't react for a moment.

No matter how deep one's thoughts are, they can't be deeper than a woman's heart.

"Since Tianze cannot be trusted, then what about you, Lord Changxin?"

"Can you help me find it?"

A captivating and alluring face, mesmerizing eyes, a gentle and graceful voice, and a tender and affectionate expression!

No one could resist a Yan Ling Ji like that.

However, Ying Jing did not make any promises immediately because of this.

"It has been a long time, and I cannot guarantee that I will be able to find the person. However, we have a search network, which is much more likely to succeed than you searching alone."

Yan Lingji showed no dissatisfaction; she buried her face in Lord Changxin's heart.

"That's enough..."

She whispered softly.

Outside the door, the embroiderer, who had arrived at some unknown time, stood there quietly watching.