Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 146 The Ming Dynasty's Statutes: The Beauty's Head

News of the capture of Yan Lingji, a former member of the Baiyue assassin group, quickly reached Xinzheng. While King Han An was greatly impressed, the name Yan Lingji reminded him of someone else.

Could it be that the Crown Prince of Baiyue is still alive? In the Han King's palace, King An of Han looked at Yang Che's report, his heart filled with doubt. The old stories of Baiyue from back then surfaced in his mind, and he couldn't help but have more speculations.

Baiyue assassins? Shortly after King Han An received the news, Ji Wuye also received it, which caused some unexpected problems in his plans.

He has recently been planning the military pay. The plan has been formulated and has begun to be implemented. He just needs to wait for the right opportunity to carry it out. His original intention was to use the Baiyue assassins to keep Yang Che in Nanyang, but he did not expect that the Baiyue assassins would be captured by Yang Che so quickly.

This unexpected turn of events made his plans less than perfect.

Therefore, another plan must be brought forward, and the old stories of the Baiyue people should be brought up again. But I wonder, what will you choose this time, Yang Sikong?

As Ji Wuye pondered, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

Yang Che is indeed now difficult to shake. Whether it is his foundation in Nanyang or his almost unfathomable martial arts, both make Ji Wuye feel like he is facing a formidable enemy. However, Yang Che still has his weaknesses, and as long as Yang Che has weaknesses, Ji Wuye will be able to take the initiative.

But Yang Che still had one relative, his only relative in this world, namely Zuo Sima Liu Yi. Compared to Yang Che's lack of weaknesses, Liu Yi was much easier to deal with. He had too many fatal weaknesses, such as the old friend who recently appeared.

Regardless of the turbulent situation in Xinzheng, the southern part of the city was peaceful and clear. The military census was completed in an instant, the assassin was captured, and the governance after more than a year was beginning to show results. The people were at peace and all industries were thriving.

If there is no war in the future, the lives of the people of Nanyang will undoubtedly be good. However, the matter of war is not something that Yang Che can interfere with.

He was merely the Minister of Works in Korea, not King An of Han. Besides, even if he were King An of Han, he would not have the power to decide whether Korea would be at war or at peace.

There is only one and a half people who can truly determine war and peace in this world. King Zheng of Qin is one, and the other six kings together make up the other half.

"Xinzheng, I can go back now. The grand drama that's about to unfold there won't be complete without me." In the study, Yang Che stroked the characters on the bamboo slips. The main characters had all arrived, so how could he be absent?

There are also Zi Nu, Nong Yu, and of course, Chao Nu Yao. However, before returning to Xinzheng, there is one thing that needs to be settled.

Inside the prison, Yan Lingji, whose Qi Sea was sealed, was unable to mobilize her power. Although the prison door was only made of wood, she could not escape and could only stay there obediently.

Fortunately, Nanyang is now well-governed, and even the prison living conditions have improved somewhat. Of course, this doesn't mean they are much better; the so-called improvement is just that the place is cleaner and drier. However, even with these improvements, it is already excellent treatment for the prisoners here.

That's what Yan Lingji thinks now, at least it's much better than when she was imprisoned in the water dungeon a few years ago.

Having huddled in the thatch, Yan Lingji, who had only wanted to sleep, was now quite well-rested and could only stare blankly, tugging at a blade of thatch in boredom.

As for fear? Of course she was. Because of this, during this period, Yan Lingji often woke up from nightmares and felt deep regret for her seemingly clever but actually reckless behavior. She should have fled far away when she escaped from the Sikong Mansion.

Even if they hadn't fled far away back then, they shouldn't have thought of infiltrating the Sikong Mansion again. There's no such thing as the safest place being the most dangerous place; dangerous places will only become more dangerous.

Thinking of this, Yan Lingji angrily punched the straw beneath her. Why did she think that person looked so easy to bully? How could she have had such thoughts?

If it weren't for—Yan Lingji would think back on her actions at the time, and after thinking it over and over, she could only think of one word: If she hadn't been blinded by lust, how could she have ended up in such a state?

Thinking of this, Yan Lingji felt even more ashamed and indignant. She was always the one who bewitched others, how could she have imagined that karma would come back to bite her and that one day she herself would be bewitched?

The thought that she would pay with her life for a moment of infatuation filled Yan Lingji with shame and indignation.

If her companions were to discover the cause of her death, wouldn't they be laughed at?

In her shame and anger, Yan Lingji forgot much of her fear of death until the cell door was pushed open and three female soldiers in leather armor walked in arrogantly.

When Yan Lingji saw the newcomers, she narrowed her eyes. She sensed an unusual aura emanating from the three female soldiers. This did not mean that the female soldiers were particularly strong, but rather that she sensed a hostile aura emanating from the newcomers.

"Yan Lingji, a Baiyue woman, twenty years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, an absolutely stunning and alluring beauty." The leading female soldier took out a bamboo scroll and verified Yan Lingji's identity by comparing it with the information.

"Exquisitely beautiful and alluring?" Yan Lingji smiled knowingly and asked, "Who wrote these things? They have such excellent taste!"

"Naturally, it was written by Lord Sikong. Yan Lingji, your death is near." A voluptuous female soldier, whose leather armor bulged out of shape, said sternly.

"Death sentence? No, your Lord Sikong hasn't even interrogated me yet, why are you already going to execute me?" Yan Lingji's playful expression vanished instantly, replaced by fear.

Although she had been captured for some time, Yan Lingji still harbored a glimmer of hope. She even thought that if Yang Che offered her a way to surrender, she would immediately do so, temporarily save her life, and then seek other opportunities. Of course, there was also a little bit of ulterior motive in her thinking.

She may appear charming, but she is actually quite strong-willed. If she is unwilling to do something, threatening her with her life will be useless.

It must be said that the power of the demonic sect's techniques was fully unleashed at this time. What was ordinary spiritual cultivation in another world was the pinnacle of cultivation in this world.

Yan Lingji herself didn't realize that, subconsciously, she didn't dislike Yang Che who had captured her.

"You think you can see Lord Sikong? Put away your tricks." The voluptuous female soldier sneered, unable to hide her hostility towards Yan Lingji. She knew very well that Yang Che had no intention of killing Yan Lingji. Although he was going to publicly execute Yan Lingji, he had other plans.

How could the women not envy, or even be jealous, that a woman could be worth Yang Che doing all this for? Now that they had the chance to scare Yan Lingji and see her ugly side, they were naturally very happy to do so.

"This—" Yan Lingji panicked, recalling her coldness when Yang Che captured her, it seemed—