Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

"Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed." Ying Zheng waved his hand mysteriously, "You will naturally know in due time."

He doesn't even know whether the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty were round or flat, so where is he going to conjure them up for Wang Jian?

Seeing that His Majesty was unwilling to say more, Wang Jian, though itching to ask, dared not press further.

He could not presume to know the thoughts of a king.

But the words "peerless commander" had already taken root in his heart.

Glancing at the smug Meng Tian beside him, the slight displeasure in his heart instantly vanished.

Hmph, you're so happy about just one Li You.

Just wait, my apprentice is the "peerless military genius" promised by His Majesty himself!

We'll see who has the last laugh then!

Little did they know, it was because of this that they would do it again next time.

In the future, every time Wang Jian took a liking to a promising talent, Ying Zheng would say, "Next time."

Meanwhile, in Lantian, Zhao Family Village.

In the woodshed, Xu Mofu, who was lying on a pile of straw, slowly woke up.

My head hurts so much...

A throbbing pain came from the back of her neck, causing her to frown.

Opening my eyes, I saw a roof beam covered in cobwebs and a wooden window letting in a faint light.

Where is this?

Memories flood back like a tide.

Infiltrate Zhao Family Village...

Prince Fusu, and Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi...

He was being chased by that boy he looked down on...

Then...then I got knocked unconscious.

Just then, a series of crisp footsteps came from outside the door.

"Squeak—"

The door to the woodshed was opened from the outside.

The blinding sunlight streamed in, causing Xu Mofu, who had been in darkness for so long, to subconsciously squint.

A little girl with pigtails, who looked about five or six years old, was staring at her with her big, bright eyes.

"Oh! Pretty lady, you're awake!"

The little girl's voice was clear and melodious, like a nightingale in the mountains.

Xu Mofu was stunned.

She had imagined countless possibilities—it could be the terrifying Bai Qi, or it could be the terrifying boy—but she never expected that the one who opened the door would be an innocent little girl.

Seeing that Xu Mofu didn't speak and was just staring at her blankly, the little girl tilted her head, turned around and ran out.

He was running and shouting loudly.

"Grandpa Bai! Brother Zhao Fan! The pretty sister who was captured by Brother Huan has woken up!"

Grandpa Bai?

Rebellious brother?

Xu Mofu's mind was in complete chaos.

What on earth is going on? Filled with doubt, I walked out of the woodshed.

Outside the courtyard was a wide open space.

In the afternoon sunlight, a tall and upright figure stood with his back to her, supervising a group of children as they practiced horse stance.

Meanwhile, Fusu, the eldest son of the Qin dynasty, was also among the children, standing in a horse stance, his forehead already covered with fine beads of sweat.

And the person supervising them was none other than Bai Qi!

Upon hearing the little girl's voice, Bai Qi first turned his head, waved to her, and showed a kind smile on his face.

"Yaya, slow down, don't fall."

Then, he turned his gaze to Xu Mofu, his gentleness fading, replaced by an undisguised warning in his eyes.

Bai Qi's gaze made Xu Mofu's heart tighten uncontrollably.

She had no doubt that if she made any unusual movement, the man would not hesitate to break her neck.

Xu Mofu stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move an inch, his entire body tense.

Bai Qi spoke in a cold voice, his tone chilling.

"You're awake."

Those three simple words carried an overwhelming killing intent, making Xu Mofu breathless.

"No matter who you are or what your purpose is in coming here, I know you recognize me. If it weren't for Young Master Fusu pleading for you, you would already be a corpse."

Xu Mofu subconsciously looked at Fusu, who was still struggling to hold on and whose face was full of pain, not far away.

Prince Fusu saved me?

Bai Qi continued in a cold voice.

"You'd better stay put until His Majesty returns. Also, don't reveal my identity or that of Prince Fusu. There is no Lord Wu'an here, nor is there a eldest son."

"If they dare to play any tricks, or have any improper thoughts..."

Before he could finish speaking, the murderous intent in Bai Qi's eyes said it all.

Xu Mofu felt his back instantly soaked with cold sweat.

She took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and nodded slightly to indicate that she understood.

Seeing that Xu Mofu was somewhat sensible, Bai Qi snorted coldly and ignored her, turning around to continue supervising the group of children.

"Stand up straight, all of you! Keep your backs up! Whose butt's slumped down again? Rock! I'm talking to you! Trying to skip dinner tonight?!"

A stern reprimand rang out, and the chubby-faced Stone quickly stuck his butt out.

Fusu gritted his teeth, unable to hold on any longer.

Seeing this, the thought of slacking off popped into my head.

He quickly greeted Bai Qi, pretending to be concerned, and strode towards Xu Mofu.

"You're awake? How are you feeling?" Fusu asked, rubbing his aching thighs as he walked, grimacing.

Xu Mofu looked at Fusu walking towards him, then glanced at Bai Qi, who looked fierce, not far away, and asked uncertainly, "You... are you really Young Master Fusu?"

"Absolutely genuine." Fusu nodded with a wry smile, pointing to his legs. "Look at my miserable state. Besides me, what other young master would suffer like this?"

Hearing Fusu's answer, Xu Mofu was puzzled. How could the usually gentle and refined eldest son of Qin have changed like this...?

Looking at Bai Qi, who was correcting a child's movements not far away, he asked, "Then...then he...is he really Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi?"

"Yes." Fusu sighed, with an expression that said, "It's a past I can't bear to recall. He's still alive and well, and his health is better than anyone else's."

Xu Mofu narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. It really was Bai Qi, a man who had been dead for decades, standing alive and well in front of her.

It seems that the secrets of Zhao Family Village are even greater than I thought. I must find a way to contact Lord Donghuang.

Xu Mofu's mind raced, but he feigned confusion and continued to probe, "What... what's going on? And who is that boy who captured me last time? Why is Lord Wu'an here? And why are you...?"

"Stop, stop, stop!" Fusu quickly interrupted her, glancing guiltily in Bai Qi's direction. Seeing that he wasn't paying attention, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Little did Bai Qi know that Fusu had already realized he had reached his limit, but he was too lazy to expose his little trick of slacking off and simply wanted to let him relax a bit.

Fusu pulled Xu Mofu to a corner of the courtyard and said in a low voice, "Don't ask about my affairs or Lao Bai's affairs. Just know that it's Father's arrangement."

"As for the boy who captured you, he is my younger brother, named Zhao Huan."

Fusu is becoming increasingly adept at lying, without batting an eye.

"As long as you stay here obediently and wait for Father to come, he will naturally not make things difficult for you. If you dare to run around or talk nonsense, not to mention Old Bai, even my younger brother will be in for a world of trouble."

Fusu said with lingering fear, "You have no idea, I saw him drag you back yesterday, and the look in his eyes... tsk tsk, it was like he wanted to kill me. If I hadn't reacted quickly and shouted, you'd probably be dead by now."

Upon hearing this, Xu Mofu felt a chill run down his spine. Recalling the helplessness he felt when Zhao Huan was chasing him, and the cold killing intent when Zhao Huan grabbed his neck, he couldn't help but shudder.

That boy really wanted to kill himself.

"Thank you for saving my life, young master." Xu Mofu bowed slightly to Fusu.

Regardless, she remembered this favor.