In Chen County, Chen Commandery, a feminine young man with the appearance of a beautiful girl was staring at the secret letter in his hand in a trance.

"I, Zhao, have long admired the name of Zifang, but have never had the opportunity to meet him. You and I have both lost our homes and countries because of the powerful Qin."

"You have sent me this letter, and it is a golden opportunity. Why don't we unite against our enemies and avenge our grievances?"

After reading it, Zhang Liang's fingers clenched the letter tightly.

Hatred, murderous intent, and obsession are revealed in his eyes...

Zhang's ancestors had been prime ministers of Han for five generations and the family had a prominent background. It was he who should have continued the glory and brought honor to the family.

But since King Zheng of Qin launched a war and attacked the Kingdom of Han, everything Zhang Liang had disappeared like a bubble.

To avenge the loss of his country and family, Zhang Liang dismissed his servants, spent all his wealth, and even failed to bury his brother...

This is how he strengthened his desire for revenge.

He looked for assassins everywhere, waiting for the right opportunity to kill the culprit who caused the tragedy in his later life - King Zheng of Qin.

"When there's a good opportunity, we should seize it."

The thick black ink spread out, and every word on the secret letter was written with sharp, vigorous and powerful strokes, as if containing the writer's determination to go all out.

A few days later, Handan County.

After Zhao Quan unfolded the secret letter and saw the handwriting clearly, he laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and slapped the table with his hands as if he didn't feel any pain.

"Ying Zheng...I will destroy everything you hold dear!"

"Hahaha, I'll make you regret it!"

"I can't wait to see your desperate and painful expression..."

Zhao Xiu has become accustomed to this crazy scene.

After he got the news of Zhang Liang's consent, he went down to arrange the assassination plan.

To ensure that nothing could go wrong, he did not waste manpower to prepare any fallback plan.

Regardless of success or failure, no one can escape the wrath of Qin Shi Huang. This is destined to be a battle to the death...

Chu Yuening, who was completely unaware of the danger, was sewing clothes, while Zizi beside her was concentrating on fiddling with the white jade nine-ring chain.

Everything is so peaceful at this moment.

“Finally done!”

Chu Yuening put away the last needle and rubbed her sore neck.

"Well, not bad, my skills are as good as ever, but I don't know if it will fit you, A Zheng."

"Yuening loves me, and it is naturally satisfying."

A low, smiling voice was heard, and the man approached in the warm autumn light.

"Hmph, sweet talk."

Chu Yuening's cheeks flushed and tears welled up in her eyes.

The beauty's shy look as she lowered her head made Ying Zheng's Adam's apple twitch, and he leaned over to capture her fragrance.

“Aiya!”

(Look at me!)

The ambiguous atmosphere was suddenly broken by the cub unconsciously.

Chu Yuening's face turned even redder, but this time it was a red of shame and embarrassment.

Ying Zheng's originally warm mood seemed to be doused by a bucket of cold water.

Did this brat do it on purpose?

The man glanced over suspiciously, and a pair of clear and innocent big eyes looked at him, with suspicious liquid flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"Wow, Zhao Zhao is so smart! He's worthy of being my mother's child, mua~"

Chu Yuening picked up the untied nine-ring chain with surprise, hugged Ying Zhao into her arms and kissed him hard several times.

The little brat's proud and boastful laughter made Ying Zheng instantly forget the guilt that had just arisen in his heart, and his face became as gloomy as water.

The brat must have done it on purpose just now.

In the afternoon, Chu Yuening remembered what she had promised A Ye and A Hua, and decided to go out of the palace to visit them and visit the bakery.

In the front hall of the bakery, A Ye and A Hua were checking the accounts for the week.

At this time, Aunt Azhu's voice came.

"Aye Ahua, look who's here!"

"It's Sister!"

"Sister!"

The person they had been thinking about day and night appeared in front of them, and the brother and sister threw down their account books and pounced on him.

"You're already little adults, yet you still act like a spoiled brat."

Chu Yuening tapped their foreheads, her words full of doting.

Several people sat back in their chairs and began to talk about the business during this period.

"Do you usually make bread in the backyard?"

"Yes, but today is a day off and the female workers have all gone home."

"Nothing, then I'll see if there are any improvements to your venue."

Chu Yuening picked up the hot tea, took a sip, and stood up.

Her expectation for the brother and sister is not just to open a bakery in Xianyang, but to open a bakery chain across the country.

"Okay, sister, I'll show you around."

A Ye A Hua pulled the woman's sleeve and walked towards the backyard.

"Wait a minute, it seems Aunt Chen is here today, I'll let her go home first."

Aunt Azhu suddenly thought of Chen Cui and was afraid that she would offend the Queen, so she shouted towards the backyard.

"Aunt Chen, don't be busy. We have guests coming today. You should go home quickly!"

In the backyard, Chen Cui was lying by the courtyard wall with her hands and feet tied and a rag stuffed in her mouth.

His weathered face was filled with fear and despair, with big tears streaming down his face.

She doesn't want to die yet...

She can't die yet...

Her nephew finally brought her a good life...

The noise coming from the front yard made the men in black hiding in various corners exchange glances with each other.

One of them walked up to Chen Cui and threatened her harshly in her ear.

"If you don't want to die, answer me honestly, okay?"

There was a cold and hard touch on her waist. Chen Cui struggled for a few seconds, and finally nodded slowly...

Seeing that she was sensible, the man in black pulled out the rag, but the knife was still against her waist.

Chen Cui tried her best to control her trembling voice and answered loudly to the front hall.

"Master Zhu, I'll be leaving soon. I'll take the remaining bread with me."

After receiving the response, Aunt Azhu's face became solemn.

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