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

Chapter 232 I regret accepting this jade bracelet

Unlike her usual alluring charm, this time when Ying Jing saw Zi Nu again, she gave him a completely different feeling.

She wore a long, pale purple-blue dress that fluttered in the breeze. Her long, flowing, pale purple hair was streaked with silver strands, and a red hairpin could be faintly seen tucked into her hair, adding a touch of mystery and nobility.

Her face was cool and beautiful, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and her temperament was both aloof and gentle.

In the past, Zi Nu was like a black rose with thorns, alluring and sexy, charming and dangerous.

Today, she is like a blooming violet, serene and elegant, exuding a tranquil and captivating fragrance.

Ying Jing looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with some surprise, noticing the faint blush on her face.

After several days, the woman's changes were more dramatic than anyone had imagined.

Shall we go upstairs and sit for a while?

Still looking so shy and innocent?

Ying Jing remembered that Zi Nu didn't have this attitude when he was in Xinzheng.

Does distance, even thousands of miles, truly create beauty?

Is this really true?

Looking at the jade bracelet that Zi Nu was still wearing on her wrist, Ying Jing's lips curled slightly, and he took her hand in his own.

"Since it was Miss Zi Nu who invited me, how could I possibly refuse?"

Zi Nu had come to her senses, but couldn't find an excuse to back out, and even forgot to shake off Ying Jing's thieving hand.

She simply followed her instincts and went upstairs to her room.

Zi Nu's boudoir was not large, nor was it decorated in a warm or cozy way; in fact, it could be described as simple.

A small dressing table, a bed, a few cabinets, and a small table by the window—that's all; there are no other decorations.

It seemed to be the first time someone had entered her boudoir, and Zi Nu felt somewhat uncomfortable.

"My place is very simple; perhaps we should find another place to receive Lord Changxin?"

Ying Jing looked around, then shook his head and sat down at the table by the window.

From here, he can take in the entire Xinzheng Street area.

"A mountain is not famous because of its height, but because of the immortals who dwell there. Even the simplest room will become fragrant because of the presence of the Purple Maiden."

This wasn't just idle talk; Ying Jing genuinely smelled a peculiar fragrance, somewhat like sandalwood mixed with the scent of orchids.

However, whether it was incense or Zi Nu's natural scent remains unknown.

"It's been a long time since we last met, but Lord Changxin's words have become even more persuasive."

Perhaps it was Ying Jing's words that helped Zi Nu regain her composure. She relaxed and personally brewed a cup of fragrant tea in a jade teapot before sitting down opposite Ying Jing.

"Snow-capped Silver Shuttle?"

As soon as he caught a whiff of the tea's aroma, Ying Jing raised an eyebrow and spoke softly.

Zi Nu chuckled softly, "It's not hard to find out that Lord Changxin and Lord Chang'an share a common hobby."

"Cheng Jiao..."

Ying Jing sighed softly and said nothing more.

Cheng Jiao's rebellion was actually full of suspicious circumstances, and the rumors about Ying Zheng also came about quite abruptly.

Moreover, even after so much time has passed, Luo Wang has not found anything crucial, only knowing that Changping Jun did indeed have some contact with Cheng Jiao.

Throughout the entire incident, Changping Jun at most only played a role in fueling the flames, and the information may not have originated from him.

"Actually, it's not just me and Cheng Jiao; my brother also quite likes this snow-capped silver shuttle."

Ying Jing suddenly turned his head and looked out the window into the distance, towards... the direction of Xianyang Palace.

"No wonder the Snow-capped Silver Shuttle is so expensive. I spent a thousand gold coins to buy a few from a traveling merchant from the Western Regions."

Zi Nu noticed Ying Jing's unusual behavior, but did not ask any further questions.

Ying Jing shook his head, deciding to put the matter aside for now, believing the truth would eventually come out.

With such a beautiful woman before you, why bother thinking about complicated things?

"Miss Zi Nu, do you still remember the promise I made to you when I left Korea?"

Although it was much earlier than Ying Jing had expected, since they were already there, they had to mention it.

Zi Nu gave him a half-smile: "Lord Changxin, I don't know what kind of agreement the Ninth Prince reached with you, but judging from the current situation, the State of Han should no longer be in danger of war."

Not only was Han Fei released unharmed, but he also unusually began to interfere in domestic politics, even gaining the support of Lady Mingzhu and Bai Yifei.

Zi Nu would never believe that Ying Jing and the Qin state weren't behind this.

Han Fei was at best a puppet; the state of Han had already fallen into the hands of Qin.

"Since there will be no war, why should I go to the trouble of moving Zilan Pavilion to a foreign land?"

Ying Jing was suddenly taken aback.

That seems to make sense?

Wouldn't you say he shot himself in the foot?

Everything is going smoothly for Han Fei. He just needs to do one last major cleanup before Zheng Ge can start taking over Han.

But if there's no war, why would Zilanxuan need to move away?

"Han Fei has misled me!"

If Han Fei hadn't proposed this idea of ​​sacrificing the country, how could things have turned out this way?

Not only did he suffer, but he also caused great hardship to Jing Dashan!

"Although there will be no more war, Wei Zhuang is no longer in Zi Lan Xuan. Miss Zi Nu is supporting such a foundation alone, and she will inevitably encounter some difficulties..."

Ji Wuye is dead, and Wei Zhuang, relying on his reputation as a disciple of Guigu and Han Fei's trust, has already been appointed as a Grand General!

With past examples like Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Pang Juan, and Sun Bin, the title of a disciple of Guigu is actually quite valuable.

There's no question of merit or injustice; given that South Korea is a dilapidated ship, the fact that a disciple of Guiguzi could become a general is hardly surprising.

"Lord Changxin is overthinking it."

Zi Nu smiled and said, "The Ninth Prince is about to succeed to the throne of the King of Han, and Wei Zhuang is the Grand General. No one in Xinzheng would dare to cause trouble for Zi Lan Xuan."

It's Han Fei again!

Ying Jing couldn't argue with this woman anymore.

If you can't win an argument by reasoning, then just stop trying.

"Others may not have the guts, but I do!"

Ying Jing suddenly put on a fierce expression: "Have Han Fei seal off Zi Lan Xuan tomorrow."

"Pfft..."

Zi Nu couldn't help but chuckle: "Why is Lord Changxin going to such lengths? It's not worth tarnishing your reputation for the sake of Zi Lan Xuan."

A reputation for virtue and a reputation for being a romantic figure are not mutually exclusive.

Lord Changxin was widely known for his romantic escapades, but he was also renowned for his virtue and talent.

"Perhaps Zilan Pavilion alone is not worth mentioning, but Zilan Pavilion with Miss Zinu is certainly a completely different story."

Ying Jing stared at Zi Nu's eyes, which seemed to still hold a smile, making her turn her head away somewhat uncomfortably.

Men always have this one bad habit: what they can't have is always the best!

Ying Jing knew this was wrong, but he didn't want to change it.

Along the way, he has changed many things and achieved his current status and position.

But he wasn't doing all this to change himself. He simply wanted the world to develop according to his wishes.

Jing Da Shan Ren was just a mask in the end. Zhao Ji saw through him from the beginning. His true nature was that of a vulgar person with desires.

Ying Jing enjoys the convenience and respect that the mask brings, but he will not be bound by it.

"Are you...serious?"

Zi Nu thought Ying Jing was just joking.

However, seeing his serious expression, I couldn't help but speak up.

She still remembered an argument she had with Wei Zhuang and Han Fei in the Zi Lan Xuan.

How could someone like Lord Changxin truly be lustful?

Neither Wei Zhuang nor Han Fei thought so.

But... she won that argument in the end.

"Miss Zi Nu, why don't you wait until tomorrow to take another look?"

If you can't win an argument by reasoning, then don't argue!

If we don't use our power, are we just going to let people see it?

Zi Nu was somewhat speechless.

This guy is clearly a high-ranking and powerful figure who can influence the seven kingdoms, yet he also has such a shameless and scoundrel-like side.

I really don't know which one is the real him!

"Do you really want me to go to Qin so badly...?"

In fact, Zi Nu was not as resistant as she seemed to be to moving Zi Lan Xuan to the Qin State.

South Korea has been in turmoil lately. Although the current situation suggests that war is unlikely, Zilanxuan has already been greatly affected.

The first problem is that there are fewer merchants coming and going.

Furthermore, many of the officials and nobles who colluded with Ji Wuye were frequent guests of Zilan Pavilion.

Most of those guys have already been arrested, and Han Fei is helpless against the few he can do nothing about, so he has no interest in coming.

Moreover, Zi Nu knew very well that Han Fei would inevitably carry out another thorough cleanup next.

There will probably be even fewer customers then.

Nowadays, Zilanxuan hardly has any customers at all, and she can hardly afford to support so many girls anymore!

After a moment's hesitation, Zi Nu rose with a light laugh.

At this moment, she seemed to have regained some of her former charm, alluring, captivating, and aloof.

She braced her two long, slender arms on the table, leaning forward until her beautiful face was very close to Ying Jing's before speaking again.

"I heard that Lord Changxin's carriage stopped in front of the post station, and several stunningly beautiful women stepped out. The Zilan Pavilion is full of ordinary women, how could they possibly catch Lord Changxin's eye?"

Changxin Jun not only had a few hundred million women, but each and every one of them was extraordinary.

Zi Nu wasn't afraid of those messy things, but she was worried that Zi Lan Xuan might get involved someday.

"Miss Zi Nu is well-informed, but there's no point in asking questions you already know the answer to."

Ying Jing only arrived in Xinzheng today, and Zi Nu already knows exactly how many women he has. That's quite a lot of attention she's paying to him.

Ying Jing did not get up, but turned his head to whisper in her ear: "Miss Zi Nu, you can't escape."

Zi Nu felt a shiver run through her body.

The faint, warm breath brushed against her jade-like earlobes, like a warm breeze caressing her heart, causing her heart to beat faster involuntarily.

She braced herself on the table, trying to pull herself back from her leaning position, no longer daring to get so close to Ying Jing.

But at this moment, Ying Jing had already taken off the jade bracelet from her wrist, put his hands together on the table, and put the jade bracelet back on.

At the same time, he placed his right hand on Zi Nu's cheek, which she hadn't yet managed to pull back, and with a little force, turned her head to the side.

The not-so-bright rouge on her lips had already been shared by the gluttonous Changxin-jun. A fish broke through the door and found a small snake, showing no fear whatsoever and continuing to chase after it.

Woo~!

Zi Nu was suddenly startled and her eyes widened involuntarily.

This guy is going too far!

However, in her current state, with her hands bound by the jade bracelet and her body leaning forward towards Ying Jing, she had no way to resist.

Of course, she could break free with her true energy, but that would inevitably damage the jade bracelet.

Thinking of this, she felt a little unwilling.

"Woooo..."

Hesitating, the greedy fish launched an even fiercer attack, and the little snake was forced to retreat, unable to mount any defense.

"That's all..."

Zi Nu gradually closed her eyes, her initial resistance turning into acceptance.

Since we can't resist it, we might as well enjoy it.

Fortunately, the result isn't too bad.

a long time……

Zi Nu hurriedly propped herself up and sat back down at the table, panting heavily.

Her cheeks were flushed, whether from holding her breath or from shyness, but Zi Nu didn't care at all.

A touch of vibrant red rouge lingered on her lips, and she spoke in a tone that was hard to decipher—whether it was anger or laughter: "Lord Changxin, do you disregard Korean law?"

Ying Jing shrugged: "Hmm... perhaps Miss Zi Nu could seek justice from Han Fei, and maybe he could throw me into prison?"

That scoundrel!

Han Fei's laws were good, but they also had to compromise with reality.

It was simply impossible to imprison Lord Changxin of Qin.

Zi Nu was genuinely amused and exasperated: "Zi Lan Xuan will move to Qin, but I will never enter your residence."

"This is easy to handle!"

Ying Jing's eyes brightened slightly: "Buying a house outside is the same!"

Is this what I mean?

Zi Nu was getting a little itchy, and her facial expression kept changing.

"Don't you like it? If you don't like it, I can build you a house made of gold and bring Nongyu over."

Ying Jing stroked his chin with anticipation: "Lord Changxin's hidden treasure is perhaps a legendary tale even a thousand years from now."

This is such an absurd thing, how could it be a beautiful story?

Zi Nu couldn't hold back any longer and pushed Ying Jing towards the door.

If Ying Jing continued to say this, or even put it into practice, she worried that her and Nongyu's reputations a thousand years later would be comparable to those of Bao Si and Daji.

Knowing that he had teased her a bit too much today, Ying Jing did not resist and half-heartedly gave in to Zi Nu's wishes.

It was getting dark, and it was indeed time to head back. Those women at the inn were no pushovers.

Only after Ying Jing's figure gradually disappeared into the crowd did Zi Nu finally withdraw her gaze from the pavilion.

Raising her fair, smooth wrist, Zi Nu stared blankly at the richly colored jade bracelet.

Sunlight streamed through the window, making the jade bracelet appear even more beautiful and precious, and it felt warm and comfortable to the touch.

But now, Zi Nu felt an urge to throw it away.

Indeed, I regret accepting this jade bracelet.

"That domineering nemesis..."

Zi Nu sighed inwardly, never expecting that she would actually be sold off because of such a jade bracelet!