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

Cao Ze picked up the beautiful woman in front of him and carried her straight to the bed without having time to appreciate her supple waist.

"Your Majesty, please do not be anxious."

Cao Ze put Zhao Ji down.

Zhao Ji gave Cao Ze a reproachful look, her charm only growing stronger.

"You damned devil, it's been almost five days and you haven't come to see me. I'm so worried about you."

Zhao Ji's voice was full of allure, and with her pair of beautiful, watery eyes and stunning face, what man could resist her?

Cao Ze did not continue to flirt with Zhao Ji.

The best answer for Zhao Ji at this moment is that she cannot stop for a moment.

While Cao Ze was carrying out his daily work, Da Siming gathered more than a dozen elite disciples of the Yin Yang School within the Yin Yang School.

"You will be going to a place. Meet here at this time tomorrow. Take everything you can with you, understand?!"

The Goddess Peak of Chu is over a thousand miles from Xianyang. Even with a small group, traveling day and night would take more than ten days.

The round trip took more than a month.

"Yes."

The Yin-Yang School has a strict hierarchy, and even if these disciples don't know where they are going, they dare not utter a sound.

The High Priestess let out a soft breath, glanced at the half-waned moon, and subconsciously touched the scars on her face.

Even though the wounds had scabbed over and faded after applying medicine, she couldn't help but feel a pang of fear when she recalled the cold expression of the Moon Goddess in the White Day Palace.

Hopefully, nothing else will happen during this period.

Changping Jun Mansion.

Tian Guang knelt under the pavilion and admired the moon with Changping Jun.

Lord Changping raised his cup and said, "I have already begun to make arrangements for the affairs of Zheng."

“In a few days, I will first recommend Xia Kui to the king so that farmers can participate in the construction of Zheng Guo Canal.”

Tian Guang raised his glass and drank with Changping Jun.

“Excellent! The day the Zheng Guo Canal is destroyed will be the day when Your Majesty spreads your wings like a roc and flies back to the State of Chu to realize your grand ambitions.”

Changping Jun laughed three times, facing the lake.

"If I were to return to the State of Chu and inherit the throne, I would certainly not let down the chivalrous leader and the peasant family."

Tian Guang shook his head slightly and said, "Your Majesty's ambition is far-reaching. I assist Your Majesty not only for the sake of the farmers, but also to see Your Majesty realize your ambition and win a bright and clear world for all."

Lord Changping solemnly replied, "That is certainly the case."

"Once I return to the State of Chu, I will set about resolving the deep-seated problems of the Qu, Jing, and Zhao families, unify the State of Chu, and lay a solid foundation."

Tian Guang nodded and smiled, "I wish you success on your journey."

……

At Ganquan Palace, Zhao Ji lay sprawled on Cao Ze like a lump of mud.

Cao Ze half-embraced Zhao Ji, pondering Ying Zheng's attitude today.

It wasn't until he entered the high-level officialdom that he truly understood what it meant to walk on thin ice.

Today, Ying Zheng clearly harbors suspicion towards him.

Even if he genuinely wanted to help the Qin state and eliminate the unstable factor of Lord Changping ahead of time.

Cao Ze suddenly realized why the ancients had the prophecy, "When the cunning rabbit dies, the hunting dog is cooked; when the high-flying bird is gone, the good bow is put away; when the enemy state is destroyed, the strategist dies."

His single-minded devotion to the Qin state may only backfire and put him in a disadvantageous position.

Just as the most renowned and famous doctors are not those who prevent problems before they occur, but those who save patients from life-or-death situations.

Should I put Changping Jun to death to avoid the fate of becoming too powerful and being discarded like a hunting dog after the rabbit is killed?

Cao Ze's gaze darkened.

Compared to whether or not to kill Changping Jun, his immediate priority seems to be cultivating his own power and connections.

To avoid the worst-case scenario where one has no choice but to submit to execution.

But then another problem arose: he had only recently arrived in Qin and didn't have many connections.

Lord Chang'an, Cheng Jiao, was the first to be excluded.

Zhao Gao, that damned eunuch, is too scheming; it's hard for him to genuinely serve you.

Li Si and Zhao Gao were essentially the same kind of people; they could share the good times but not the bad.

As for the Meng family... they were too loyal to the King of Qin.

Cao Ze rubbed his temples. Could it be that he had to rely on Ying Zheng's mother, Zhao Ji?

Where can I find so many high-quality subordinates without worrying about attracting the attention of other forces and figures?

It should be understood that, throughout history, ministers who cultivate their own power base and factions have been suspected by those in power, and this must be guarded against.

Cao Ze thought it over and counted all the forces and people in Qin who were related to him.

His eyes suddenly lit up.

Why didn't I think of that? It was right next to me.

Now it seems there is a very suitable opportunity.

It seems necessary to sacrifice some of my sexual happiness...

Chapter 460 The Black and White Sisters' Craftsmanship

After making his plans at Ganquan Palace, Cao Ze casually patted Zhao Ji's back and left.

He has things to do now and doesn't have time to stay here overnight.

Zhao Ji was unaware that Cao Ze had used his internal energy to put her to sleep; she simply thought she was too tired.

Back at the manor, Cao Ze specifically instructed Wushuang Gui not to move.

In the dead of night, he went alone to the house of the Black and White Sisters.

After several days of recuperation, the two women are basically fine, but they still cannot use the Myriad Leaves Flying Flower Flow frequently unless they can break through to the half-step Grandmaster level and be able to initially draw upon the power of heaven and earth so that their souls will not dissipate when using the Myriad Leaves Flying Flower Flow.

"Who?"

The black and white sisters noticed the movement at the door and immediately got up, pulling at their clothes.

"it's me……"

After Cao Ze entered, he quietly closed the door.

In the hazy night, two young and beautiful women sat side by side on the couch, each wearing only a strapless bra that barely provided some light, the entire expanse of white fabric shimmering faintly in the night.

"gentlemen?"

Both the black and white sisters were surprised.

According to what they learned from Yan Lingji, Cao Ze would not be returning to the manor tonight, saying he had something to do at night.

Why did they come to their room so early in the morning?

Especially since it involves a "sneaky" nature, it's hard for them not to overthink it.

"Don't be surprised, something came up unexpectedly."

Cao Ze naturally approached the Black and White Sisters.

Although they haven't openly acknowledged their relationship, they have each implicitly accepted it.

The younger sister was very happy and wanted to snuggle into Cao Ze's arms for a night of passion.

The older sister, Bai, was much more cautious and stopped her younger sister from eating without paying.

There are countless bizarre disguise techniques in the martial arts world. Some can not only make people look exactly the same, but also perfectly disguise their temperament and aura.

When and where did you first heal our soul wounds?

Just as Cao Ze was about to embrace the petite and beautiful younger sister Hei who was throwing herself into his arms, he saw her older sister Bai stop her and ask him a question.

He wasn't angry; instead, he looked at his sister with some admiration.

Having witnessed Black Qilin's disguise firsthand, Zi Nu knew that some things couldn't be judged by common sense.

"Last year in Handan, in a small courtyard in the city."

At this point, Cao Ze said with some emotion, "I remember back then, you sisters were still wary of me, who knew that we would all be sleeping together now."

The black and white sisters were moved and each stayed by Cao Ze's side.

If it weren't for Mr. Cao Ze's several rescues, they would have either died outside or in the internal strife of the Yin-Yang School.

The two women wanted to undress Cao Ze and enjoy intimate moments together.

Cao Ze, with his arms around the two petite beauties, laughed and said, "No rush, let's talk first."

Having just extinguished the fire at Ganquan Palace, he needed to regroup and build up his strength.

The black and white sisters leaned against Cao Ze's chest, their identical little faces facing each other, as if they were looking in a mirror.

"Whatever you say, sir."

The younger sister first reached down and used her Dragon Claw Hand technique.

When the older sister saw this, she smiled gently and started imitating her younger sister.

"Sigh~"

Cao Ze took a light breath.

The dragon claw technique, used to catch dragons, is truly deadly...

"...Stop fooling around."

Cao Ze said helplessly, "I really have something to ask you tonight."

If there was nothing wrong, he naturally wouldn't have come here at night.