Ying Chen smiled at Jing Ke, picked up one of the cups of wine, sniffed it gently, and exclaimed, "Indeed, fine wine. As the ancients said, a fine sword is given to a hero, and a beautiful woman to a beauty. This peerless wine should naturally be appreciated by someone who understands it, so as not to waste such a precious gift."

At this point, Ying Chen raised his head, looking intently at Jing Ke, a meaningful smile curving his lips: "Judging from the sheathless sword hanging at your waist, your sword intent is restrained and not yet unleashed, you must be a hidden master of swordsmanship. Since you understand swordsmanship and are so knowledgeable about wine, this cup of wine is on my behalf."

As he spoke, Ying Chen gently pushed the white jade wine cup in his hand toward Jing Ke.

Upon hearing this, Jing Ke was overjoyed. Without any hesitation, he stepped forward, accepted the wine cup with both hands, and laughed loudly, "Haha! Thank you, young master! Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the incomparably precious "Ice and Fire Dream" in his cup in one gulp.

As the wine entered his throat, Jing Ke first frowned, as if he had swallowed a piece of ancient ice, which made him shiver. But then, the extreme cold instantly transformed into a raging fire, which traveled through his meridians and eventually turned into an indescribable mellow fragrance that rushed straight to the top of his head.

"call--"

Jing Ke exhaled a long breath of wine-scented vapor, a blissful expression spreading across his face. He exclaimed loudly, "Fine wine! The perfect blend of ice and fire, like a dream! I've been drinking for twenty years, but only today do I know what true divine brew is! Exhilarating! Absolutely exhilarating!"

Just then, Gongsun Li walked up to Jing Ke.

Seeing Jing Ke's greedy drinking, she stomped her foot angrily, her fair cheeks flushing red with embarrassment and anger.

She turned around to face Ying Chen, clasped her hands at her sides, and bowed slightly, performing a very standard ladylike gesture.

"Young master, I am truly sorry. My senior brother is a heavy drinker by nature, and he loses his temper when he sees good wine. If he has offended you in any way, please forgive him." Gongsun Li's voice was clear and melodious, like a nightingale singing in a valley, carrying a natural innocence and apology.

Ying Chen looked at the girl in front of him who had her head slightly lowered, and a very complex light flashed in his deep eyes.

He slightly raised his hand, offering a helping hand, and said with a gentle smile, "You flatter me, young lady. Meeting is fate, and it's just a cup of wine, nothing to boast about. To meet two kindred spirits in this money-grubbing place is truly my good fortune."

Jing Ke, this young swordsman who now seems somewhat down on his luck and only knows how to indulge in drinking, will one day in the future step into Xianyang Palace with a map of Dukang in the Yan Kingdom and the head of Fan Yuqi to assassinate his older brother.

Although the assassination attempt ultimately failed and Jing Ke's blood was spilled in the Qin court, the tragic spirit of "The wind howls, the Yi River is cold, the hero departs, never to return" made him famous throughout history, becoming the most famous assassin in Chinese history.

What Ying Chen found even more unbelievable, and even somewhat absurd, was the stunningly beautiful girl named Gongsun Li standing next to Jing Ke.

In the future, this girl will be chosen by her elder brother, the king, and forcibly taken into the Qin palace, where she will be made a concubine named Li Ji.

If it were merely a matter of forcibly abducting women, in the chaotic Warring States period, it wouldn't be considered anything unusual for a ruler.

But what truly drove him mad was that when Gongsun Li entered the Qin palace, she not only already had someone she loved, but also... she was pregnant with Jing Ke's child!

His elder brother, Ying Zheng, not only did not execute the woman who was pregnant with another man's child, but also doted on her. He even extended his affection to the child named "Tianming" and raised him as his own son, as a prince of Qin!

One is a top assassin who wants to kill him, and the other is a woman he forcibly took but whose heart belongs to another.

Ying Zheng actually willingly wore this green hat, which was so disgusting, and even helped the assassin who wanted to kill him raise his son!

Whenever Ying Chen thought of this plot, he felt a chill run down his spine.

He still can't understand why his wise and mighty brother would do such a thing. Was he really blinded by so-called love, willing to become a complete "Boiling Sheep"?

Thinking of this, Ying Chen couldn't help but take a closer look at Gongsun Li in front of him.

His observation was extremely subtle and quick, taking only a glance, unlike those lecherous men who stare directly at people to avoid offending them.

But in that instant, Ying Chen had already taken in Gongsun Li's appearance and temperament.

It must be said that Gongsun Li truly possesses the beauty to topple kingdoms. Her beauty differs from Yan Fei's lofty, divine, and majestic noble beauty; it also differs from Jing Ni's cold, icy, and deadly beauty.

Gongsun Li's beauty is a rare and unique quality that perfectly blends the innocence of a young girl with the heroic spirit of a female knight.

Her skin was so white it was almost translucent, and under the dim light of Qianlong Hall, it radiated a warm, jade-like glow.

Her features were exquisitely beautiful, without the slightest flaw.

Especially his eyes, which were as clear as an unpolluted icy lake atop the Tianshan Mountains, revealing curiosity and kindness towards the world, as well as a stubbornness and indomitable spirit belonging to the people of the martial arts world.

Ying Chen sighed inwardly.

Perhaps what Ying Zheng truly valued was not a beautiful appearance, but a vibrant soul who dared to look him in the eye, dared to rebel against him, and even dared not to love him.

Ying Chen withdrew his fleeting gaze, and the smile on his face became even more gentle.

"So it's Brother Jing Ke and Miss Gongsun. I've long admired your names." Ying Chen cupped his hands slightly and said politely.

"You're too kind, sir. We're just nobody in the martial world, how could we have such a long-standing acquaintance?" Jing Ke waved his hand, his gaze fixed on Ying Chen. "I've already introduced myself and drunk your fine wine. According to the rules of the martial world, shouldn't you also bestow your name upon me so that I may know which benefactor I've received this favor from today?" Jing Ke asked.

Gongsun Li also opened her clear, big eyes and looked at Ying Chen curiously.

Ying Chen gently turned the white jade wine cup in his hand, looking at the shimmering icy blue liquid inside, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"My surname is Ying."

Ying Chen's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of Jing Ke and Gongsun Li.

"His name consists of only the character 'Chen'."

"Young Master Ying Chen of the Great Qin Dynasty."

Jing Ke's face, which had been slightly drunk and smiling, instantly froze.

His slightly sleepy eyes suddenly widened, his pupils contracted sharply, and an undisguised, extremely sharp hostility erupted from him like a volcanic eruption!

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