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

The palace was bustling with people, yet eerily silent.

Li Yuan looked serious and kept giving instructions.

He had just learned from his younger sister that the King of Chu had died, so he rushed to the palace, imprisoned Empress Dowager Huayang, and took control of all the key roads.

"My lord, Cao Ze requests an audience with the King of Chu!"

Tell him, "I won't see him!"

Li Yuan was hesitating whether to take the opportunity to kill Huang Xie, but when he thought of the secret letter Qu had given him, he hesitated again.

In such a race against time, he had no time to care about Cao Ze or Bai Ze.

A moment later, the person in charge of Chu Du Luo Wang came to Li Yuan's side again.

"My lord, Cao Ze wishes to see Empress Dowager Huayang."

Li Yuan was so angry her nose almost twisted out of shape. "Get him out of here!"

A moment later, the head of the Luo Wang organization came again. "Sir, Cao Ze said he can't see him, so he's waiting."

"Let him die!" Li Yuan suddenly made up his mind and shouted, "Send someone to tell Huang Xie that the King is dead, and tell him to hurry to the palace to take charge of the situation!"

Regardless of whether Qu's words are reliable or not, he can still give them a try.

The worst outcome would be that Huang Xie doesn't die, but he still can't do anything to him.

Unless Huang Xie had a death wish and revealed that the King of Chu's youngest son was his, but how could that be possible!

Huang Xie probably wanted the youngest son of the King of Chu to ascend the throne and become the next King of Chu, thus staging a reversal of the Qi dynasty by the Tian family!

The person in charge of Luo Wang said a few words to Cao Ze, who smiled and said, "Then I'll wait."

He wanted to see if the Chu King's palace would be awash in blood today.

If not, he would have to find another way or take Cheng Jiao and Empress Dowager Huayang back to Qin in advance to avoid being exposed.

……

At the same time.

Within the capital of Yan, tensions were high.

The obese King Xi of Yan slumped on his throne, half-conscious, and weakly asked, "How much grain is left?"

The eunuch stammered, "Your Majesty, the food has already been eaten, all gone..."

"...the treacherous son!"

King Xi of Yan wanted to roar and howl, but in the end, all that was left was a weak, feeble hiss.

He hasn’t eaten anything for four whole days! Four days!

outside the temple.

Yan Dan, wearing a fox fur coat, looked at the royal palace, which was surrounded by heavy troops, with a gloomy expression.

His arrogant and conceited father was inside; he could rush in at any time and change the masters of the Yan Kingdom.

But he stood there for five whole days, waiting for five whole days.

Fan Yuqi whispered to Yan Dan, "Your Highness, another secret letter has arrived from the Prince of Zhao."

"……read."

Fan Yuqi unfolded the letter, "The time has come, the troops have retreated, I urge you to make a swift decision!"

Yan Dan's eyes twitched incessantly.

He had been waiting ever since he borrowed five hundred Zhao border cavalry from the King of Zhao several days ago and decisively defeated his father's last reliance.

He waited and waited, hoping his father would starve to death, not wanting to be remembered as a patricide.

Just like King Wuling of Zhao, who starved to death in the Shaqiu Palace.

But his father was incredibly resilient, managing to hold on for four days straight, and seemed determined to endure it any longer.

"Fan Yuqi!"

Yan Dan suddenly said, "Are you willing to share my burdens?"

Fan Yuqi was taken aback.

Yan Dan had always referred to himself as a prince, but now he suddenly declared himself king and even asked him to share his burdens.

A chill suddenly surged through his body, rushing straight to the top of his head.

They want to use him to assassinate the king!

"Does the general have any questions? Half a year ago, I was able to save your life, and naturally I can continue to do so!"

Fan Yuqi felt a chill run down his spine; he had already discerned the implied meaning.

Either go in and kill the Prince of Yan, and gamble that Yan Dan won't sacrifice himself and shift all the blame onto him.

Either he doesn't do it, or he'll be killed in the next moment.

"Yes! This subordinate understands!"

Fan Yuqi was desperate. The King of Qin was offering a reward of ten thousand gold pieces for his head. If no one protected him, even if he escaped from Yan, he would be hunted down to death.

Half an incense stick later.

Fan Yuqi pulled out a human head, doing so swiftly and efficiently.

Yan Dan appeared at the opportune moment and, in front of hundreds of Yan soldiers, said indifferently: "Fan Yuqi has murdered the emperor. He has been thrown into the death row and awaits his fate!"

All of this was clearly seen by Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang from their vantage point.

"His Highness the Crown Prince has changed..."

Jing Ke sighed for no apparent reason, feeling somewhat lost.

Confining the Prince of Yan would have sufficed; why starve his own father to death and then order his subordinates to murder him?

Qin Wuyang sneered, "This is the real him! A true tyrant! Otherwise, why would I help him!"

He was pleased that Yan Dan had made such a choice; in such chaotic times, only in this way could one achieve great things!

Jing Ke glanced at Qin Wuyang silently and suddenly realized that Brother Qin seemed to have changed as well.

Is it only through such means that His Highness Yan Dan's ideal of ending the war can be achieved?

He couldn't help but recall what the Cao brothers had said.

Only despicable people resort to despicable means; such people can never achieve anything great.

……

The Qin state, outside Xianyang.

A giant eagle, over two zhang long, landed on the ground.

The high priest, holding his scepter, awaited news of Old Man Lü's arrival in the city.

After some inquiry, Old Man Lü learned that Cao Ze had already gone on a diplomatic mission to the State of Chu.

Once outside the city, Old Man Lü said, "High Priest, shall we go to the State of Chu now?"

The high priest took a deep breath, looked at the exhausted old man Lü, and sighed, "Let's rest first."

She can manage, but Mr. Lü is quite old, and if he doesn't rest, he might not be able to hold on.

Just as they were preparing to enter the city to find lodging, they suddenly heard the sound of galloping horses, seemingly heading towards them.

"Quickly! Stop the carriage in front!"

The high priest and Old Man Lü hid in the woods and witnessed a man with an effeminate appearance rush into the carriage like a ghost.

"boom!"

The carriage shattered instantly, and the coachman died on the spot.

Zhao Gao screamed, "It's empty!"

At the same time, several other carriages sped along the official road, all being pursued by the imperial guards.

Inside a donkey cart, Changping Jun's lips trembled incessantly.

He was puzzled and confused. How exactly had he been exposed?

If someone from the peasant family hadn't accidentally learned that Ying Zheng wanted to kill him, he would already be dead in Xianyang City.

There was absolutely no chance of escaping Xianyang.

He can only pray that everything goes well with Zheng Guoqu, otherwise his years of hard work will be destroyed.

"Hehe! Found it!"

A sinister laugh echoed in all directions.

Zhao Gao was overjoyed as he watched the donkey cart moving at a moderate pace. Just as he had expected, Lord Changping would not be so foolish as to ride in a horse-drawn carriage.

Inside the donkey cart, Changping Jun's face turned pale.

To maintain secrecy, he only brought his wife with him, without any skilled bodyguards.

Meanwhile, the younger brother was fleeing with Lian'er, being pursued by Gai Nie, a close attendant of the King of Qin...

Lady Changping, who is now one of King Ying Zheng's aunts, wept bitterly over Lady Changping's body. The sudden turn of events had almost broken her heart.

Zhao Gao stopped the donkey cart and laughed, "Lord Changping, Prime Minister, please stop! Don't force me to take action! His Majesty specifically ordered me to leave you alive so he can ask you a few questions himself."

Inside the donkey cart, Changping Jun's expression was gloomy and uncertain. He said in a low voice, "You stay in the cart and don't make a sound."

Having said that, Lord Changping stepped out of the donkey cart and loudly proclaimed, "I will go with you to see the King of Qin!"

Zhao Gao extended his delicate pinky finger and pointed to the donkey cart: "Your wife must come along too."

Changping Jun looked ashen and sighed.

Amidst Zhao Gao's smug smile, he suddenly drew his sword.

Zhao Gao scoffed, "Overestimating yourself."

Let alone Changping Jun, an ordinary person who can't even be considered a master, he can kill even top-tier martial arts masters at will.

But to Zhao Gao's surprise, Lord Changping's sword did not pierce him, but was held against his own neck.