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

Chapter 182 Dongjun and the Moon Goddess

The Yin-Yang School does indeed have some expertise. Although they have only been in Qin for a short time, they have already earned Ying Zheng's permission to have a residence within the Xianyang palace complex.

After leaving the Zhangtai Palace where Ying Zheng was, Ying Jing hesitated for a moment, but did not rush to the Yin Yang School's residence to meet the Moon Goddess. Instead, he returned to the Prince's residence.

Honglian and Madam Hu can move into the young master's residence directly, but Han Fei still needs to be settled in.

It was fortunate that Zheng Ge had always been thinking about Han Fei, and mentioned him when Ying Jing left.

Otherwise, Ying Jing might have forgotten about him.

When Ying Jing returned to the Prince's residence, Han Fei was drinking wine in the lakeside pavilion in the courtyard.

He sat cross-legged on the railing of the pavilion, his legs dangling loosely over the lake, holding a white jade wine pot in his hand, looking somewhat languid as he leaned his head against the redwood pillar supporting the pavilion.

The surrounding area is filled with lush green lakes, so clear that the bottom is not visible, and fish can be seen swaying freely, creating ripples.

Occasionally, fish leap high into the lake, their beautiful scales shimmering silver in the bright sunlight.

"Watching fish and drinking wine, Brother Han Fei, you certainly have a refined taste."

Ying Jing did not take a boat, but walked on the lake as if on flat ground, slowly stepping into the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Han Fei's face was flushed with wine, and his eyes were somewhat blurry, but he couldn't help but widen his gaze upon seeing this scene.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Han Fei finally became a little more serious: "I wonder when Han Fei will be able to see the King of Qin?"

He never gave up!

Now, the only hope is to persuade the King of Qin.

Ying Jing glanced at him indifferently and knew his intentions: "Knowing that you have had a long journey, I grant you permission to rest today. I will send someone to pick you up tomorrow to meet at Zhangtai Palace."

Shaking his head slightly, Ying Jing continued, "Han Fei, if you truly wish to save the state of Han, then put down your wine, make all the necessary preparations tonight, and persuade my brother tomorrow!"

That being said, Ying Jing didn't think Han Fei had that ability.

Ying Zheng's decision was not so easily changed, let alone such a major matter concerning his great cause.

On this point, even Ying Jing had no confidence that he could dissuade him!

Han Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he threw the wine pot in his hand away.

He stood up, bowed, and said, "No, thank you, Lord Changxin!"

A gentle breeze blew by, lifting the hem of his clothes, as if carrying a sense of desolation and resolute determination that he would never return.

Ying Jing frowned: "No need for thanks. You should know the outcome very well yourself."

Han Fei just smiled bitterly: "Some things, even if you know the outcome, you still have to do them."

Ying Jing remained silent.

Everyone has their own choices; he is not Han Fei, and he cannot make decisions for him.

Han Yu's actions, in particular, may have further solidified Han Fei's decision.

After a moment, Han Fei spoke again.

"There is one thing I hope Lord Changxin can grant."

Ying Jing remained calm, knowing what Han Fei wanted to say: "You don't need to worry about Honglian's affairs."

"You don't need to be prepared to die; your brother won't kill you."

Ying Zheng possessed enough patience and tolerance to tolerate him to this extent, and he could also tolerate Han Fei.

night.

The Yin-Yang School's headquarters, the Star-Picking Tower.

In the dimly lit room, red candles flickered and purple curtains hung, creating a somewhat mysterious atmosphere.

The hazy moonlight shone through the window, mingling with the candlelight and illuminating two slender, graceful figures.

The golden and purple true energy collided, unleashing a powerful aura that caused the surrounding curtains to be swept up.

However, both of them had very precise control over their true energy, without a single drop leaking out. The seemingly powerful battle did not have the slightest impact on the surroundings, and even the red candles did not go out.

"It's been a long time. Your Yin-Yang skills have improved quite a bit."

A calm and mysterious voice rang out, echoing through the Star-Picking Tower.

"You haven't made any progress. Perhaps you've become too engrossed in worldly affairs and neglected your cultivation."

It was a noble and ethereal voice, fleeting and elusive, devoid of any emotion.

"Lord Donghuang ordered me to take charge of the Yin-Yang School's entry into the world, so it's normal for my cultivation to be delayed. I can't compare to my senior sister's talent, who can still cultivate even when she's distracted by tasks."

The moon goddess spoke softly and calmly, her tone always composed and serene.

Dongjun's voice suddenly turned much colder, and the ethereal tone abruptly tightened; "Oh? I've heard that you've been paying close attention to news about Changxin Jun lately, and even recommended yourself to the King of Qin, wanting to form a marriage alliance with Changxin Jun?"

A powerful aura suddenly surged forth, and a golden crow, entirely formed from true energy, slowly emerged, ethereal and uncertain, hovering in front of the Moon Goddess.

The Moon Goddess retreated lightly, her face pale beneath the white veil, but she did not back down: "This is the will of the Eastern Emperor, nothing more than a shell. If we can befriend the Qin Kingdom and gain the trust of the King of Qin, then it is worth it."

The golden crow remained suspended, and Dongjun's expression was aloof. The bright moonlight shining on his face made his skin appear as white as jade.

She frowned slightly: "If that's the case, you should marry the King of Qin, not Lord Changxin."

The Moon Goddess's face was somewhat pale, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly: "This is Lord Donghuang's intention. If Senior Sister has any questions, she should ask Lord Donghuang."

At this point, her voice suddenly rose a few decibels.

"As for you, senior sister, I've never seen you so concerned about things that don't concern you before. Could it be that you had some dealings with Changxin-jun in Korea...?"

boom!

Before the words were even finished, the golden crow spread its wings and blasted towards him in an instant.

The Moon Goddess hastily raised her hand, and a purple aura appeared in her palm, barely managing to block the Eastern Lord's attack, but she still staggered back five steps.

In a brief encounter, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.

"Don't think that just because Lord Donghuang has given his orders I won't dare to touch you!"

Dongjun's face was ashen, and his tone was unusually cold.

For some reason, she felt extremely agitated after hearing the news, something she had never experienced before.

"Before you start plotting next time, think carefully about whether you can handle my Soul Dragon Soaring."

A faint golden light surged forth, and moments later, Dongjun's figure vanished along with the golden light.

Inside the Star-Picking Tower, the Moon Goddess gently touched her heart, her delicate face beneath the veil showing a hint of anger: "Lady Xiang!"

Dongjun has only just arrived in Xianyang, so the fact that someone could know about her activities so quickly must mean that someone leaked the information to her.

When she entered Qin, the only person accompanying her was Lady Xiang.

However, the Moon Goddess's anger did not last long. She carefully recalled Dongjun's words and actions, and after a moment, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Senior sister, I will definitely win this time..."