People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Cao Ze was speechless at Tian Mi's behavior.

Did something happen that she doesn't know about?

Damn it!

Is it possible that my neglect of studies for so many days will cause me to fall from the Sea King realm to the Sea King trainee realm?

Yan Fei glanced at Tian Mi indifferently, her eyes showing a hint of disdain, before closing her eyes, sitting cross-legged, and entering meditation.

Tian Mi, having grown accustomed to being ignored by Yan Fei, was no longer angry. Instead, she smiled and looked at Cao Ze.

Cao Ze breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Yan Fei did not pursue the matter further.

But he quickly became alert.

There are only two women; that's not enough to put on a show.

If there are more women in the future, what will happen?

I can't just do nothing and sleep through everything, can I?

It seems I really need to find some time to find a personal secretary.

Who should we look for?

Who can be this head housekeeper?

Waiting online, very anxious.

……

Chapter 455 I'm Not a Slut

Xianyang, the Emperor's residence.

Inside the garden, flowers and trees complement each other, artificial hills rise one after another, and small bridges span flowing streams.

Changping Jun stood with his hands behind his back on the waterside pavilion.

The pavilion is built over the lake, where a cool breeze blows, so even in the sweltering summer, it doesn't feel hot.

"Your Majesty, the Moon Goddess, the leader of the Yin-Yang School, has sent a letter. Cao Ze has escorted the suspect Zheng Guo back to Xianyang. They entered the city under cover of darkness yesterday evening."

Tian Guang said in a low voice, "Should we send the disciples of the Farmer's School to Jingyang now?"

Changping looked down at the lake, its surface shimmering like shattered gold.

"This matter is not urgent. Let's first prevent the State of Zheng from leaving Xianyang before we discuss it further."

Changping Jun turned to look at Tian Guang, frowning as he said, "Xia Kui, why do you think Cao Ze wanted to bring Zheng back to Xianyang? And so quickly, it seems like he couldn't wait."

Tian Guang frowned deeply. "Could Zheng really be a spy for Han?"

Following the Qian family case during the drought in Guanzhong, discussions about whether Zheng Guo was a spy for the state of Han have never ceased.

The construction of the Zheng Guo Canal was crucial to the future development of the Qin state, and anyone with foresight knew what this canal was about.

"Impossible." Changping-kun denied it without even thinking.

“I have had contact with Zheng Guo many times. When he led us to inspect the canals, he did not hold back at all. The water conservancy disciples you brought also said there were no problems…”

Finally, Lord Changping asked, "Could it be that Cao Ze has some grudge against the State of Zheng?"

He didn't believe Cao Ze couldn't see the consequences of bringing Zheng back to Xianyang.

Tian Guang said, "Your Majesty, regardless of Cao Ze's purpose, this is now in our favor."

“If our people can infiltrate the canal construction, we will have the opportunity to bury flammable oil barrels in various sections of the canal, thus destroying the Zheng Guo Canal.”

Changping nodded slightly. "Not bad."

It was his overly cautious nature that made it difficult for Cao Ze to return to Xianyang, now that Zheng Guo had come to the capital.

In any case, his only goal was to destroy the Zheng Guo Canal. After that, regardless of the devastation or whether his defeat was exposed, he had already left Qin and returned to Chu.

……

The headquarters of the Yin-Yang School.

The Moon Goddess stood indifferently on the Star Gazing Tower, gazing in the direction of Cao Ze's residence.

With the initial cooperation reached with Lord Changping, it's virtually impossible for Cao Ze to pressure her as the Imperial Censor.

However, there are some things we must be wary of...

"Great Master of Fate!"

The High Priestess suppressed her aloof expression and respectfully asked the Moon Goddess, "What are your orders, Master?"

"From this day forward, no disciple of the Yin Yang School may leave the Yin Yang School without a mission or orders!"

The moon goddess spoke in a very serious tone.

She did not tell anyone about the escape of the Eastern Emperor Sect Leader's soul.

She was worried that if Donghuang Taiyi contacted her senior sister, and Cao Ze interfered again, it could very well cost her the position of sect leader.

The Grand Master of Fate replied, "Yes."

She was about to get up when, as if remembering something, she said, "Moon Goddess, Lady Xiang, she..."

The Moon Goddess frowned slightly. "What's wrong with her?"

The Grand Master of Fate trembled slightly as she thought of Lady Xiang, whom she had just met.

"Within Lady Xiang's body..." Da Siming swallowed hard and said, "It seems there is another person inside Lady Xiang's body."

The Moon Goddess's gaze narrowed slightly as she suddenly recalled the vanished Donghuang Taiyi. Could it be that Donghuang had possessed Lady Xiang?

No, it could also be another personality within Lady Xiang.

Just in case, the Moon Goddess said to the Grand Master of Fate, "Take me there!"

The Grand Master of Fate led the way.

Soon after, the two arrived at a secluded pavilion.

After the Moon Goddess became the leader, she let Lady Xiang choose her own place to live, and Lady Xiang chose the most yin-heavy pavilion in the Yin-Yang School.

After the Moon Goddess pushed open the door, a gust of cold wind blew out from inside.

A faint aura of dragon energy instantly enveloped the Moon Goddess, blocking the invasion of the yin wind.

This eerie wind… the Moon Goddess instantly discerned that it contained divine power, capable of injuring a person's soul.

"Waaah...waaah..."

The low sobs carried on the cold wind to the ears of the Moon Goddess and the Great Master of Fate.

The Great Master of Fate felt a chill run through her body, and her plump figure trembled uncontrollably.

This suppression came from her soul, making it difficult for her to control her physical reactions.

"Crying?"

The Moon Goddess frowned. If it wasn't Donghuang Taiyi, could it be the personality of Nüying?

With that thought in mind, the Moon Goddess stepped inside.

The Grand Master of Fate was terrified. Seeing the Moon Goddess go in, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.

The sobbing grew clearer and clearer, and the further in you went, the cooler and even colder it became.

"But this is August..." Da Siming thought to herself.

"Master...is that you...?"

The mournful sounds lingered all around, causing the moon goddess to stop in her tracks.

She wanted to send Lady Xiang back to Xiaoxiang Valley, not wanting to face Lady Xiang who was mentally unstable.

But Donghuang Taiyi escaped, his senior sister was forced away, and he had few experts by his side, leaving only Lady Xiang.

Are you Ehuang or Nüying?

The Moon Goddess asked coldly.

"My Lord, it's me, Nüying. I can't find my sister. I'm so sad..."

Her voice was extremely mournful, as if she were sobbing and lamenting, as if it wasn't just her sister who was missing.

For some reason, the Grand Master of Fate was moved to tears upon hearing Lady Xiang's story.

Even though she was extremely calm and rational, she still shed tears.

The Moon Goddess, seeing the Great Master of Fate weeping, frowned.

The cries of the female warrior have a magical power, containing the power of the soul, which can affect people without them even realizing it.

That's a terrifying ability...

She rarely hesitated, wondering whether she should tell Nvying the truth.

But then she changed her mind and gave up.

She couldn't predict what Nüying would do.

"Where is my sister...?"

"Is my sister dead...?"

"Xiangjun has left..."

"I'm so sad..."

The dreamlike murmurs echoed in the room like a demonic sound.

The High Priestess cried, tears streaming down her face, and gasped for breath.

Her body was cold, and she wanted to escape from there.

The Moon Goddess raised her hand and unleashed a wisp of dragon-like energy to protect the Grand Master of Fate, preventing him from embarrassing himself here.

The High Priestess was breathing heavily, her forehead and body covered in a thick layer of cold sweat.

She whispered, "Thank you, Master."