The Qin Dynasty: The Most Ruthless Prince, Lady Mingzhu Begs for Mercy

"We've met once."

"Have you seen him before?"

Nangong Pushe carefully examined Ying Changqing's face, trying hard to recall.

But he shook his head: "I don't remember. Could you give me a hint?"

"Yicheng, in front of the city gate."

Nangong Pu She immediately shouted, "You are Prince Ying Changqing of the Great Qin Empire!"

What she remembers most vividly is Ying Changqing's magnificent carriage at the gate of Yicheng.

But the boy in front of her could completely conceal his aura.

If you hadn't seen him fishing there with your own eyes, you would have thought the place was deserted.

Based on this alone, he is no ordinary person.

Apart from Ying Changqing, a prince of the Qin Empire and the deputy head of the Yin-Yang School, Nangong Pu She could not think of anyone else.

"Your Highness, what brings you here?"

"Also, I'm curious, what method did you use to get my blood pumping?"

Ying Changqing looked at Nangong Pushe and asked directly, "Miss Nangong, you are determined to avenge your mother's death, aren't you?"

Nangong Pushe immediately drew his twin swords, assuming the starting stance of the Nineteen Stop Sword Technique, and warily stared at Ying Changqing.

"You recognize me, you know I'm seeking revenge, but what else do you know?"

After saying that, his killing intent erupted, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.

Even the lake in front of Lian Ying Changqing was covered with a thin layer of ice.

"You were able to awaken my bloodline, and you knew I wanted revenge. Did Xie Guanying send you?"

The atmosphere between the two was tense. If Ying Changqing made the slightest move, Nangong Pushe would immediately attack.

But Ying Changqing's expression remained calm.

"If Xie Guanying sent me, Miss Nangong, do you think he's qualified?"

"I'm just curious."

"Miss Nangong, if you knew that going to Tingchao Pavilion would mean you'd never get your revenge, would you still go?"

Nangong Pushe's expression had softened.

She was momentarily distracted by the deep-seated hatred for her mother's blood feud.

Looking back now, Xie Guanyin really wasn't qualified to command the King of Qin.

Those last words stirred a great deal of emotion within Nangong Pu She.

There is a clay bodhisattva in this world who can predict the future, and his prophecies have never failed him.

There is the Tianji Tower, which is proficient in divination using the Eight Trigrams, and the Yin-Yang School's method of observing stars and predicting fate, both of which allow one to see fragments of the future.

Ying Changqing is the deputy head of the Yin-Yang School, so it's normal that he can observe celestial phenomena and know the will of Heaven.

Nangong Pu She asked directly, "If I go to Tingchao Pavilion, I won't be able to take revenge?"

"Did you know this after seeing my future using the astrological techniques of the Yin-Yang School?"

"Yes."

Upon receiving confirmation, Prince Nangong bowed respectfully and said, "I was overwhelmed with emotion upon hearing the news about my mother. Please forgive me, Your Highness."

Ying Changqing smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Of all virtues, filial piety is the most important."

"Miss Nangong, everything you just did was normal, I don't mind at all."

Ying Changqing wasn't angry, and Nangong Pu She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, what does the astrological chart reveal about my destiny?"

Nangong Pu She didn't believe it, so Ying Changqing put down his fishing rod.

"What I see is the literal meaning."

"Your mother is a dragon of great fortune, and your father is Xie Guanying, the eldest grandson of the Xie family of Jiayang, one of the ten most powerful families in the Spring and Autumn Period."

"Xie Guanying was exceptionally talented from a young age, and was known as Xie in the North and Li in the South, along with Li Yishan. He reached the pinnacle of martial arts."

"He was an expert on the struggle of destiny, believing that the division and unification of the world was nothing more than a struggle for fate."

"A person like that should be a perfect match for your mother."

When Ying Changqing mentioned his mother, Nangong Pu's eyes revealed warmth and sorrow.

Upon hearing Xie Guanying's name, he gripped his twin swords tightly, his killing intent impossible to conceal.

"Unfortunately, Xie Guanying was extremely ambitious and wanted to steal the destiny of the world to dominate it."

"He stole your mother's fortune when she was transforming into a dragon, causing her to perish."

"However, his strength could only seize a portion of the fortune; the remaining fortune was divided into three parts."

"They went to the East Sea, Northern Mang, and Tai'an City respectively."

"In the end, it was obtained by Wang Xianzhi, the second-best in the world, Tuoba Pusa, the military god of Northern Mang, and Han Diaosi, the human-cat."

"So you have four enemies, and these four people are the ones who benefited from your mother's good fortune."

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"Thank you, Guanying!"

Nangong Pushe gritted his teeth and called out Xie Guanying's name, word by word.

Her knuckles turned white from gripping Xiu Dong and Chun Lei's hands so tightly.

Seeing the deep hatred in Nangong Pushe's eyes, Ying Changqing quietly nodded.

He was now even more certain that he could definitely use Nangong Pushe.

"Miss Nangong, if you enter Tingchao Pavilion, you will never be able to take revenge in this lifetime."

"Even if all four of them die in the end, none of them will die at your hands."

"Even Xie Guanying, your most wanted enemy, is the same."

After Ying Changqing finished speaking, he stopped talking and waited for Nangong Pushe to make a decision.

Nangong Pushe had completely believed Ying Changqing's words.

Her secret with Xie Guanying was known to almost no one in the world.

But then she remembered the Great Qin's Net organization.

This organization claims to have everything under control, and no one can escape its surveillance.

Nangong Pushe was worried that Ying Changqing didn't know these things through astrology, but rather through information obtained from the Luowang (Net of Heaven).

So she didn't completely believe it, but tentatively said, "I've heard that the Yin-Yang School's astrology can only see the big picture, not the details."

"I never imagined you could even predict people's fates..."

At this point, Nangong Pushe suddenly stopped.

She suddenly felt strange, as if time had been taken away and she had arrived in a strange place.

This feeling is terrifying, like being abandoned by time and forever alone.

She saw a glint of silver in Ying Changqing's eyes.

In that instant, it seemed as if I saw the workings and secrets of the universe.

Nangong Pu She completely believed Ying Changqing's words.

He stared at Ying Changqing in shock, unable to understand how the other party could see through the secret of time.

But she didn't ask.

Ying Changqing wouldn't easily reveal this secret.

Moreover, that doesn't matter; what he wants most is to kill those four enemies with his own hands.

She could barely accept that Nangong Pushe hadn't personally killed Tuoba Pusa, Han Diaosi, and Wang Xianzhi.

These three people only benefited from her mother's luck; her mother didn't die because of them.

However, Nangong Pushe absolutely could not accept the fact that Xie Guanying, who had personally killed her mother, had not died by her own hand.

Thinking of this, Nangong Pushe bowed again.

"Your Highness, please advise me on how I can personally avenge myself!"

"Miss Nangong, you will need to stay at Tingchao Pavilion for ten years."

"Ten years from now, if one leaves this courtyard, there will be no one among the beings below and no one above."

"Do you really want me to tell your fortune? My price is very high."

Nangong Pushe answered immediately upon hearing this.

"So what? I don't want to be number one in the world."

"If I can't kill that beast Xie Guanying and avenge my mother..."

"Reaching the top spot in the world is meaningless."

Nangong Pushe sighed.

"Please tell me, Your Highness, what price must I pay for you to divine my fate!"

Nangong Pushe's eyes were resolute.

Ying Changqing knew that now was the time for him to demonstrate his abilities.

The conditions he proposed were extremely demanding.

She would only agree if Nangong Pushe completely believed that he could significantly improve her strength.

"Miss Nangong, you must want to know the reason for your boiling blood, right?"

Nangong Pushe nodded.