When the so-called envoy from Yan State approached, Ling Xiao squinted and sized him up. He was tall and slender with narrow eyes, and his noble air was evident in his every glance.
Even in a simple envoy's robe, he exuded an air of elegance and refinement.
Ling Xiao couldn't help but think to the system in his mind, "Are the people of Chu blind?"
Why?
"This is a worthless envoy; Prince Dan of Yan is just here trying to disguise himself as a fish in a white dragon costume."
Ling Xiao sneered inwardly. They were all old foxes, what were they trying to do with this ghost story? She understood what this person was thinking almost instantly.
It was nothing more than a cover-up, fearing that the Qin state would find out that he had come to see Nüba, and he wanted to secretly accomplish his goal and catch the Qin people off guard.
There's even a purpose in revealing one's identity to surprise Nüba, deepen her impression, and increase her favorability.
"He's self-righteous, prone to taking shortcuts, and not the kind of person who can achieve great things," Ling Xiao's harsh assessment.
She was already annoyed enough, but someone actually used such clumsy tactics in front of her. But Ling Xiao never expected that there was no limit to how disgusting it could get.
Prince Dan felt the gazes falling on him, his eyelids lowered, and the corners of his mouth curved upwards even more.
He had meticulously rehearsed for this meeting for a long time, and sure enough, Nüba noticed him.
The people of Chu were truly timid and fearful, only focusing on what was peeking out from between Nüba's fingers, never considering taking it any further.
The ancient story of King Mu of Zhou meeting the Queen Mother of the West suggests that goddesses also yearn for human love, so perhaps he had a chance...
"Host, why is he smiling so slyly?" the system asked with ill intent.
"Because daydreaming is always effortless!"
Ling Xiao uttered a sentence in a soft voice, and the gentle expression on her face made people instantly shut up.
The system was also puzzled. The Chu Kingdom had been feudal and superstitious for generations, and they had never thought of having a love affair between a human and a god with the host. Had Prince Dan of Yan lost his mind?
It might just be a baffling overconfidence...
Nuwa dismissed everyone, leaving only Prince Dan of Yan, disguised as an envoy. She rose gracefully, her green robes billowing like lotus blossoms.
He took a step closer to Prince Dan, lowered his head and slowly approached, his breath almost hitting Prince Dan's face. His blood-red hair fell down, reminding people of life and blood.
Prince Dan of Yan's pupils dilated, his breathing faltered for a couple of seconds, and before he could speak, he was interrupted by a mocking voice:
"You said you were an envoy sent by the Crown Prince of Yan to see me. Now that we've met, what do you want to say?"
Didn't she recognize her own identity? Prince Dan of Yan was taken aback, and a sense of smugness welled up inside him. It seemed that even gods could be deceived. Now, let's look at Nüba.
She truly lived up to her divine status, flawless from head to toe, possessing a bewitching beauty like a flame.
Unfortunately, Prince Dan felt a little regretful; women are still more gentle and lovely.
He blinked, deliberately softening his voice, "Great Goddess Nuwa, please forgive me, I am the Queen Mother of Yan..."
"How dare you lie to me!"
Before he could finish speaking, Prince Dan of Yan was interrupted by Nüba's angry shout. A tremendous force shot through his cheek and throughout his body, followed by pain.
Bang! What flew up? It was myself. Prince Dan of Yan was in a daze when a metallic taste rose in his mouth.
Wow, he spat out several mouthfuls of thick blood, mixed with two or three white objects.
"My teeth!" Prince Dan of Yan was in excruciating pain all over his body, and his mouth was gurgling. He couldn't understand why Nüba had suddenly turned on him without any warning. A normal person would at least listen to what she said.
Nuwa: Do you see me as a normal person, no, a god?
"Finally, I feel better. I tolerated one of his words," Ling Xiao said to the system in his mind.
You have to avenge your grudge on the spot, otherwise you might die the next second without getting revenge, and the thought of dying is unsettling.
This has been Ling Xiao's guiding principle for many years, ingrained in his very bones and soul!
The system smiled obsequiously, not daring to utter a single word.
Prince Dan of Yan died before he could even begin his campaign, collapsing from the pain. But was Ling Xiao the kind of person who would let this go so easily?
"System, dilute the chili peppers with salt water."
Nodding rapidly, he quickly brought out a large basin of chili-salt water, made from 100% bird's eye chilies and refined salt.
With a whoosh, the water flowed onto Prince Dan's skin and flesh, and the damaged cheek muscle spasmed first, causing him to wake up in pain like a dead fish.
Perhaps one's IQ might be heightened when near death, for Prince Dan of Yan vaguely saw poisonous water appear out of thin air and flow down.
As he dodged, he cried out in a disheveled manner, "Great Goddess Nuwa, please forgive me! It was Dan Wangxing who deceived you. Dan is willing to offer a thousand catties of gold to decorate your palace!"
The smugness he felt just moments before had vanished, replaced by fear of Nüba.
Ling Xiao then stopped and said leisurely:
"If you weren't also one of the calamities of that Qin emperor, that palm strike would have taken your life."
That country couldn't defeat Qin, so it resorted to assassination, but it didn't dare to do it itself. It sent Jing Ke, a man from Wei, to assassinate the King of Qin. It was both foolish and ridiculous to entrust the survival of the country to a slim chance of an assassin!
Isn't it you, Prince Dan of Yan?
Ling Xiao's claim that he was a calamity for the Human Emperor is simply an abuse of power for personal gain.
Prince Dan looked up and met those deep, cold eyes, as dark as the night. He felt a pang of fear and was almost speechless.
The timid man asked, "Great God, are you saying that I, like the young man from the Xiang family, am destined to suffer the same fate as the tyrant of Qin? Does this prove that Yan can be preserved?"
His logic was that he was the crown prince of Yan and also the calamity of the emperor, thus posing an obstacle to Qin and the King of Qin, so Yan would inevitably be preserved.
Nuwa smiled contemptuously. Prince Dan of Yan looked at her hopefully. The damage on her face, combined with the water droplets, actually had a kind of cruel beauty.
Ling Xiao raised an eyebrow, secretly gossiping with the system:
"He's quite handsome. You know, in unofficial history, Qin Shi Huang was fond of Prince Dan, who was also a hostage. First, he couldn't have him, and then, 'If you don't love me, I'll destroy your country.' Is there any truth to that?"
"Host, I'll tell you in a secret," she whispered.
"Okay, go ahead and say it."
"Just now, Ying Zheng's eighteenth son, Huhai, was born, and there is also a pregnant lady in the palace."
The system spoke in a monotone tone, its meaning quite clear: host, stop your wild imagination!
Qin Shi Huang was undeniably straight, unlike the later Han dynasty emperors who had heterosexual tendencies.
Oh, Ling Xiao replied with little interest, then turned to Prince Dan of Yan:
"Your fate is far inferior to Xiang Yu's! Even the Yan state will find it difficult to survive."
One was the terminator of the Qin Dynasty, while the other was merely a despicable mastermind behind an assassination. What is there to compare?
Nüba sneered, her undisguised contempt fueling Prince Dan's anger, but not at Nüba, but at Xiang Yu.
How could the Crown Prince of Yan, the next ruler of Yan, be inferior to that young brat from the Xiang family?
Or perhaps they are from the soon-to-be-overthrown state of Chu!
Prince Dan of Yan suppressed his displeasure and focused his attention on the precarious state of Yan, saying meekly:
"I beseech the great goddess Nüba, how can Dan protect his motherland?"
Ling Xiao's heart stirred, and her gaze toward him was filled with mischievousness, her whole being screaming for trouble.
As Prince Dan of Yan knelt, he heard Nüba's voice, which seemed to carry a demonic quality at all times:
"It's very simple. Your destiny is to assassinate the King of Qin. Go and kill the King of Qin..."
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