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

After Ying Changqing left, the crowd remained standing there, unwilling to leave.

They stared in the direction Ying Changqing had left, their hearts filled with emotion.

"The princes of the Qin Empire have very high cultivation levels."

"At his age, he has achieved so much, he has nothing to be proud of."

"But he's not arrogant at all, which is something no one can match."

When Song Yuanqiao heard others praising Ying Changqing, he glared angrily at his son, feeling very disappointed.

Ying Changqing's demeanor and cultivation were unmatched by Song Yuanqiao.

Song Qingshu and Ying Changqing are the same age.

Song Yuanqiao felt that even if Song Qingshu was his son, he couldn't be compared to Ying Changqing, otherwise it would be an insult to Ying Changqing's talent.

Hearing his father's words, Song Qingshu could only smile bitterly.

He couldn't find any rebuttal because the gap between him and Ying Changqing was too great.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Ying Changqing with eyes full of love. Song Qingshu felt no jealousy, but instead genuinely admired her.

Ying Changqing was far superior to him, leaving him utterly hopeless.

Abbess Miejue watched Ying Changqing leave, and sighed deeply.

"The Prince of Qin possesses astonishing talent; at such a young age, his strength is unfathomable. Our cultivation in Taoist arts is simply no match for him!"

After Abbess Miejue finished speaking, she scanned the disciples and finally stopped on Zhou Zhiruo.

"If we could get Ying Changqing's help, eliminating the Ming Cult, overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty, and avenging ourselves would all be no problem!"

"It would even be easy for the Emei Sect to become the number one sect in Yuanzhou!"

With a serious expression, Abbess Miejue turned to Zhou Zhiruo and said, "Zhiruo."

"Come back to my room with me later, I have something important to tell you."

"Yes, Master."

Yaoyue and Lianxing stood at a distance and did not come over.

Lianxing felt afraid when she saw the burning, frenzied look in her sister's eyes.

But this time she did not try to stop her sister.

She couldn't think of a man who could beat Ying Changqing.

Yaoyue is her older sister; they are blood relatives.

If she lets go, Yaoyue will regret it for the rest of her life.

Therefore, Lianxing said directly, "Sister, the prince is very outstanding, and he is also a member of the Qin royal family."

"It's normal for him to have several women around him, sister. You don't have to have him all to yourself."

"Shut up, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Isn't your wish that I stop stopping you so you can go with Ying Changqing?"

Lianxing, having her thoughts exposed, did not deny it, her eyes sincere.

"The prince is so outstanding, of course I like him too."

"But I'm advising you because I really want what's best for you; I'm afraid you'll regret it in the future."

"Sister, don't even dream about it. The prince won't abandon his women for you."

"You must have seen it, that maid is pregnant with Ying Changqing's child."

Yaoyue stared at Lianxing, a murderous glint in her eyes.

But the murderous intent quickly vanished.

The first man she fell in love with was Ying Changqing.

Yaoyue knew she couldn't defeat Ying Changqing's women.

But the thought flashed through his mind, and then a crazy love appeared in his eyes!

"What I want, I will get. We'll wait and see!"

Ying Changqing returned to his residence.

He bid farewell to Xiaomeng and Yanfei, and took Jingni back to his room.

"Fish, you didn't sleep last night."

"Your martial arts skills can protect you, but you are carrying our child, so you should rest well."

Ying Changqing hugged Jingni from behind and said gently, "Don't pour the tea."

Jing Ni's nose tingled, and tears welled up immediately.

She hadn't felt this kind of care in a long time.

She immediately wanted to tell Ying Changqing everything—her background, her purpose, and everything from her past.

She no longer wanted to be an assassin for Luo Wang; she only wanted to be Ying Changqing's wife, bear his children, and raise them together.

Watching Ying Changqing carry her to bed and cover her with the blanket, Jing Ni could no longer hold back and suddenly hugged his neck.

"Your Highness, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"There's nothing to apologize for."

Ying Changqing wiped away Jingni's tears, guessing that she had something to say, and his mind was filled with many thoughts.

"After all this time, I've finally won over Jing Ni, the top assassin of the Luo Wang organization."

Ying Changqing's gaze softened as he looked at the mother of his child.

Jing Ni knelt before Ying Changqing, begging for his forgiveness.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was not chosen as a maid by Empress Dowager Zhao Ji at all."

"I am Jing Ni, a top-tier assassin from the Luo Wang organization. I am here to monitor you on Lu Buwei's orders."

"Your Highness, I have failed your trust. I am sorry."

"But please believe me, Your Highness. I'm confessing now because all I want is to be your woman, raise our child together, and stop working for Luo Wang."

"The fish only has you in its heart now."

Ying Changqing helped Jingni up, lowered his head, and shed a tear from the corner of her eye.

"Get up, don't disturb the baby, I believe you."

"Really?"

Jingni stared at Ying Changqing with red eyes and asked softly, her eyes full of emotion.

Ying Changqing cupped Jingni's face in his hands and stared into her eyes.

"You used to be an assassin for the Luo Wang organization, and a maid to the Empress Dowager, but none of that matters."

"Right now you are just my fish, the mother of my children, but we will have many more children in the future."

Ying Changqing didn't blame her, and Jingni couldn't hold back any longer, throwing herself into his arms and crying loudly.

She cried out all the grievances she had held for over a decade and the joy she felt at the moment.

Ying Changqing held her in his arms without saying a word, only patting her back to comfort her.

A long time has passed.

Jingni cried herself to sleep and leaned against Ying Changqing's chest.

"Your Highness, I am willing to follow you for the rest of my life."

Even if you don't want me anymore, I will always follow you.

Ying Changqing looked at Jing Ni's face.

"Don't talk nonsense, of course I like you, you giant salamander."

Ying Changqing's words made Jing Ni laugh, and she leaned her head back into Ying Changqing's arms.

Soon, her breathing became even.

Looking at the sleeping Jingni, Ying Changqing carefully put her back on the bed and covered her with a blanket.

"Lü Buwei, you certainly didn't expect things to turn out this way, did you?"

Ying Changqing sat on the edge of the bed with a smile, his fingers touching Jingni's face, but his eyes were looking at Xianyang in the distance.

He was curious about what Lu Buwei's expression would be when he found out that Hei Bai Xuan Jian and Jing Ni had both betrayed him.

You'll be surprised, you'll be angry, you'll regret it...

The answer is uncertain, but that doesn't diminish his expectations.

Ying Changqing quickly stopped speculating, because the time was not yet right.

He was very powerful, but Lü Buwei had been in power for many years, and it was impossible for him to only have the Luo Wang (Net of Heaven) as his trump card.

Ying Changqing stopped dwelling on it, turned around, left the room, and closed the door.

They went directly to Yanfei's residence next door.

Yanfei wanted a child and even asked Jingni how to conceive.

Ying Changqing was willing to help her realize this wish.

When I knocked on the door, I could hear the sound of high heels coming from inside.

"Your Highness, what is it?"

Yan Fei had just finished taking a bath and was wearing a thin nightgown.

The robe was her favorite style of blue and gold tulle dress.

Yanfei's skirt trailed on the ground, swaying like waves, clearly showing off her slender figure and graceful posture.

After her shower, her long, wet hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and her flushed face revealed her delicate features; she was very beautiful.

His eyebrows were jet black, his eyes were deep-set, and his gaze was full of confidence and nobility.

Her steps were graceful and light, like a phoenix.

Ying Changqing always believed that Yan Fei's beauty lay not only in her appearance, but also in her elegant and noble temperament.

She was born to be an empress; her beauty was so striking that it made people afraid to look directly at her and feel inferior.

Looking at the noble Consort Yan, Ying Changqing wondered if she could still maintain her elegance.

"If you have something to say, let's go inside and talk."

Yan Fei had no suspicions and let Ying Changqing into the room.

"Ah~"

As soon as the door closed, Ying Changqing put Yan Fei on the door.

Yan Fei was startled by this sudden action and cried out in surprise.

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Hearing Yanfei's nervous and stammering question, Ying Changqing smiled and replied.

Then, he lowered his head and took Yanfei's...

Yan Fei was used to Ying Changqing, so she didn't resist and instead hugged his neck.

Her eyes were glazed over, and she let him take what he wanted.

……

A gentle breeze blew by, and Yanfei felt a chill, which brought her back to her senses.

She opened her eyes and was surprised to find her dress lying at her feet, leaving her only in dark gold high heels.

She blushed immediately, her skin turning as red as if it had been dyed by the morning glow.

"Ying Changqing, no... I'm not ready yet..."

Yan Fei hugged herself tightly, trying to push Ying Changqing away.

Ying Changqing lowered his head.

"Yanfei, didn't you want a child?"

"I want to have a child with the prince, but..."

Yan Fei was still hesitating.

Ying Changqing picked up Yan Fei and carried her into the inner room.

……

They didn't fall asleep in each other's arms until dawn.

The next day, the sunlight shone on Ying Changqing and Yan Fei.

Sunlight streamed in, and Ying Changqing woke up.

Yanfei is very tired and is still sleeping.

Ying Changqing reached out and touched Yan Fei's face.

He put away a handkerchief embroidered with plum blossoms.

Yan Fei did not wake up.

Ying Changqing didn't want to wake her, so he quietly got up.

When they returned to their room, Jingni had already prepared breakfast.

"Your Highness, is Consort Yan still asleep? Should we prepare some for her?"

Ying Changqing smiled and hugged Jing Ni: "You knew?"

"Consort Yan likes the Prince. He didn't come back last night, so he must have gone to see Consort Yan."

"Don't worry, you and Yan'er are the people I care about most."

Ying Changqing hugged Jing Ni from behind and gently rubbed her swollen belly.

Jingni stared at Ying Changqing with gentle eyes and said softly, "Your Highness, I don't mind."

"Given your status, you must ensure the continuation of the Qin royal family's lineage. Jingni is not jealous."

"On the contrary, I hope that Your Highness will let Consort Yan get pregnant as soon as possible, so that Yan'er will have a companion after she is born."

Ying Changqing was pleased that Jingni was so understanding and kind, and he patted her cheek.

Suddenly, the true dragon energy within Ying Changqing's body surged and boiled, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Ying Changqing knew that it was Nangong Pu She who was summoning him.

"Willing people take the bait? Minister Nangong is indeed forceful."

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

Jingni heard Ying Changqing's mutterings and asked curiously.

"You'll soon have a little sister."

After saying that, Ying Changqing hugged Jingni in his arms and let her sit on his lap.

"Another younger sister?"

"Is it Xiaomeng or Nangong?"

Ying Changqing patted Jingni's pert bottom helplessly and said directly, "Don't think too much, Xiaomeng is still young."

"It's Miss Nangong Pushe."

"Your Highness, Xiaomeng is old enough to get married and have children according to the laws of Qin. She is not young."

Jing Ni looked puzzled, and Ying Changqing knew that he couldn't explain it to her.

Because in later generations, eighteen years old is considered adulthood, Ying Changqing was influenced by this and felt that Xiaomeng was young.

Ying Changqing didn't explain further and continued eating.

"I've finished eating."

Jing Ni, her clothes half-undone, leaned weakly against the back of the chair.

Watching Ying Changqing leave, she said, "Take care, Your Highness."

After a while, he regained his strength and picked up the small clothes next to him.

Looking down, she worried, "There's already so little, and the Prince likes it so much, won't Yan'er go hungry?"

Envy flashed in her eyes again: "Like Consort Yan..."

"Even if the prince is unruly, she doesn't need to worry about the child going hungry, does she?"

……

Taiyi Mountain, that familiar, secluded, wild lakeside.

The scenery has completely changed this time.

On the rock where Ying Changqing fished last time, a beautiful woman in white now sits, like a fairy.

Her eyes are like stars, her eyebrows like distant mountains, and her features are flawless.

What's even more remarkable is that she is so beautiful yet not vulgar; instead, she exudes a heroic spirit.

Her skin was whiter than snow, like the most beautiful jade.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the leaves.

It made the woman's skin appear and disappear, with a faint glow.

Her posture was perfect, and her slender legs were more beautiful than anyone could imagine.

This person is none other than Nangong Pushe, whom Li Yangyan praised as the most beautiful woman in the world.

What's intriguing is...

She held a fishing rod, but instead of looking at the fish in the water, she was waiting for someone.

Footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Nangong Pushe turned his head and saw King Ying Changqing of Qin.

"You've arrived."

Ying Changqing smiled as he watched Nangong Pushe's retreating figure.

"Last time I was fishing and waiting for you to come; this time you're fishing and coming to find me."

"You are the most beautiful woman in the world, Nangong Pushe."

Nangong Pushe turned around and smiled.

"How's it like fishing? Are you used to it?"

Ying Changqing didn't answer; he was stunned.

He knew that Nangong Pushe was the most beautiful woman in the world, and even the second most beautiful woman couldn't compare to her.

However, Ying Changqing did not know that Nangong Pu She was such a beautiful woman.

Because every time they met, Nangong Pu She wore men's clothes.

Ying Changqing was stunned when he saw Nangong Pu She wearing a long skirt for the first time.

Even though he had seen top beauties like Jing Ni and Yan Fei, he still stopped to look.

"Clouds remind me of her garments, flowers of her face; the spring breeze caresses the balustrade, heavy with dew. If not seen atop Jade Mountain, she will surely be met beneath the moon on the Jade Terrace!"

After Ying Changqing finished reading the poem, Nangong Pushe was very surprised and stared at him.

"What a beautiful poem!"

"We never imagined that the Prince was not only skilled in martial arts, but also such a talented writer! Everyone has misjudged him!"

Only after Nangong Pushe praised him did Ying Changqing understand.

It is the Sui Dynasty now, not the Tang Dynasty.

So the poet Li Bai hadn't been born yet.

This poem is indeed the first poem praising Yang Guifei.

"It's just someone else's work; Miss Nangong is the truly admirable one!"

"Your Highness flatters me. If it is indeed someone else's work, Nangong could not possibly have not heard of such a fine poem."

Seeing the suspicious look on Nangong's face, Ying Changqing asked directly, "Miss Nangong, what brings you to me?"

When it came to serious matters, Nangong Pushe regained his composure.

"Why must Your Highness feign ignorance?"

Ying Changqing had already anticipated that Nangong Pushe would agree, so his expression remained unchanged.

But before Ying Changqing could speak, Nangong Pushe spoke first.

"However, Your Highness must grant me two requests."

Ying Changqing calmly said, "Tell me about it?"

"First, you must ensure Xu Fengnian's safe return to Beiliang."

"I promised him I would make sure he got home safely."

"Secondly, I can follow you, but you can't force me."

"I hope that in the future I will stay willingly because I am moved by your character or actions, rather than because of a transaction."