I started on a deserted island and encountered Ying Zheng, who insisted I was an immortal.

Wang Ruoshu was deeply shocked after hearing this.

She suddenly remembered what Li Si had said before: "Your Majesty has found an immortal and is staying on the immortal island for the time being. Marquis Tongwu and Minister Meng are also fortunate enough to accompany you."

Could it be... that all of this is true?

Is this man in front of me really an immortal?

Then what happened just now wasn't frivolous, but rather... a celestial being casting a spell to save me?

She secretly raised her head and sized up Zhang Ying, who was still sitting on the beach.

He wore tattered yet incredibly unique clothing: a black short-sleeved shirt and strange pants. He had a short stubble on his chin, and his skin had a healthy bronze color from years of sun exposure.

His facial features were sharply defined, and his eyes held a hint of languidness that was hard to define.

Wang Ruoshu's pretty face flushed red instantly.

She took two steps forward, bowed shyly, and gave Zhang Ying a graceful bow.

"Third Sister Ruoshu, thank you so much for saving my life."

The sound was as faint as a mosquito's buzz.

"Hahaha!"

Upon seeing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but clap his hands and burst into laughter.

Meng Yi smiled and nodded in agreement.

Rare indeed, truly rare.

This girl has been a tomboy since childhood, braver than any man. The young men of Xianyang City would avoid her. Her grandfather, Wang Jian, has been worrying about her marriage for so long that his hair has almost turned white.

Unexpectedly, this twist of fate seems to have led her to find someone who can tame her.

Zhang Ying felt completely bewildered by all of this. He looked up at the evening sky, his heart filled with helplessness.

What kind of world is this?

Can't we just get a normal person?

Wang Ruoshu sensed the coldness in Zhang Ying's attitude, her heart sank, and her face fell.

She sidled up to Wang Ben, her voice low and pitiful, and asked, "Father, why do I feel like... this immortal disciple seems to dislike me?"

Wang Ben shook his head, lowered his voice, and whispered in his daughter's ear.

"This young gentleman is wonderful in every way."

"It's right here," he pointed to his head, "there's something wrong."

Zhang Ying's face instantly darkened.

He turned his head in surprise.

Who's out of their mind?!

Your whole family is mentally unstable!

......

The Prefectural Governor's Office of Nanyang.

Li Si's hands were clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Only those two words remained in his mind, buzzing endlessly.

That fierce girl, Wang Ben's daughter, actually sailed out to sea all by herself.

And then, damn it, we ran into a storm; the ship capsized, and everyone was gone.

He just pointed casually, hoping to get rid of that troublesome old lady as soon as possible.

Who would have thought she would be so fierce?

Just thinking about Marquis Wucheng Wang Jian's old face covered in scars made Li Si feel a chill down his spine.

That old general was extremely protective of his own, especially of his granddaughter, whom he doted on like a precious gem.

Everyone in the Qin Dynasty knows that as long as the royal family doesn't rebel, they can cause all sorts of trouble.

If he knew that his most beloved granddaughter had perished at sea because of a single lie told by Li Si…

Li Si shivered.

That old scoundrel Wang Jian will probably take his giant axe, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and hack his way from Xianyang all the way to the governor's mansion in Nanyang.

At that time, even death will be a luxury.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, dripping onto the cold floor and breaking into pieces.

Regret, like a venomous snake, gnawed at his internal organs.

If I had known this would happen, I should have detained her in Nanyang instead of using such a ridiculous lie to appease her.

Now, the emperor has disappeared, and the eldest daughter of the royal family is also missing.

How are we going to clean up this mess?

"Someone come here!"

Li Si's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded.

"Pass on my verbal order: set sail immediately tomorrow! Intensify the search efforts!"

"Furthermore, inform the court and the public that His Majesty, during his eastern tour, was fortunate to encounter a sacred mountain and meet immortals. Overjoyed, he has decided to stay on the immortal island for cultivation, and his return date is undetermined!"

He must first stabilize the situation.

That soft, feminine voice rang in his ears again; it was Zhao Gao.

"Prime Minister Li, you can't hide fire with paper."

Yes, it can't be hidden.

Such lies can be concealed for a while, but not forever.

It might take a month or two at the shortest, but if it takes longer, things will inevitably change.

A country cannot live without a ruler for a day.

The remnants of the six kingdoms fear His Majesty's divine might. Once they confirm that His Majesty has truly met with misfortune, the newly unified empire will instantly crumble.

The Xiongnu in the north and the Baiyue in the south, which one wasn't eyeing them covetously?

Li Si had to think of a way out for himself.

Zhao Gao's words echoed in his mind like a curse.

"The eldest son, Fusu, is kind and loves Confucianism, and is especially close to the Meng clan."

"If Prince Fusu ascends the throne, will Prime Minister Li still be able to hold onto his position as the head of all officials?"

I can't sit still.

He knows better than anyone else.

He and Fusu disagreed on political views.

With Fusu ascending the throne, Meng Tian and Meng Yi would inevitably wield immense power. For Meng Tian, ​​a prime minister with a Legalist background, the best outcome would be to retire and return to his hometown.

"Prince Hu Hai is intelligent and quick-witted, and he listens to both of us without question."

"At that time, the world of Qin will belong to you and me!"

A resolute glint flashed in Li Si's bloodshot eyes.

Zhao Gao was right.

He and Zhao Gao were truly on the same side.

For this position, for this power, for the future of the Li family.

He had no other choice.

……

Meanwhile, on a deserted island.

Zhang Ying got out of bed with two heavy dark circles under her eyes.

I didn't sleep well at all all night.

The three veteran actors next door, along with the new young woman, whispered and talked all night.

It was like a script discussion meeting, so noisy it gave me a headache.

He leaned against the cave entrance, brushing his teeth with a willow twig while listening intently.

Wow, that's a lot of information.

This girl named Wang Ruoshu came on the orders of her grandfather, Wang Jian.

The reason was that her grandfather calculated that "His Majesty" should have returned to Xianyang long ago, but he was still staying in Nanyang, which seemed suspicious.

Therefore, he sent his granddaughter to investigate and make sure she could see "His Majesty" in person.

Zhang Ying was delighted to hear this.

The script is becoming more and more detailed and plausible.

Even a big shot like Wang Jian, who only appears in historical records, has been included.

Even more interestingly, Wang Ruoshu also mentioned that a man named Li Si had mobilized ships and boatmen from all over the country to search for them at sea.

Zhang Ying almost choked on the foam in her mouth from laughing.

That's a huge investment.

He'd even come up with a name for the film crew: "Qin Shi Huang's Survival on a Desert Island!"

If this were filmed, it would definitely be a blockbuster of the year.

It's such a pity about Wang Ruoshu.

She's so pretty, how come her brain got waterlogged along with those three old men?

I had hoped to get some information about the outside world from her, but now it seems like that's completely hopeless.

On the other side, Wang Ruoshu sat upright, listening to her father and the emperor's stories, her face displaying a variety of expressions.