Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

Although she saw through Ying Chen's scheme, she did not refuse.

Yan Fei nodded slightly and said calmly, "Since you say so, then this girl will stay with me tonight."

Gongsun Li had been on edge the whole time, but the moment she saw Yan Fei nod in agreement, an undisguised excitement and elation flashed in her clear eyes.

"Thank you, sister!" Gongsun Li quickly bowed deeply to Yan Fei.

Yan Fei beckoned to Gongsun Li, her tone softening slightly: "Come with me."

As Yanfei and Gongsun Li left.

In the spacious master bedroom, only Ying Chen and Jing Ni remained.

Ying Chen stepped forward and naturally stretched out his arms to embrace Jing Ni's slender waist. Jing Ni's body softened like water, and she obediently leaned against Ying Chen's chest.

"Young Master..." Jing Ni called softly, her voice low and melodious, carrying a tenderness that she only showed in front of Ying Chen.

"It's late, we should rest too." Ying Chen lowered his head and whispered in Jing Ni's ear, his warm breath hitting Jing Ni's fair neck, causing her to tremble.

Ying Chen, with Jing Ni in his arms, slowly walked towards the large, soft canopy bed.

The red candles flickered, and the light gauze curtains slowly fell, concealing the room's enchanting beauty and springtime atmosphere.

……

The next day.

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the gaps in the carved window frames, casting dappled light and shadow on the polished floor inside, the sounds of street vendors hawking their wares and the rumble of carriage wheels faintly penetrated the walls of Zilan Pavilion and reached our ears.

Inside the canopy bed, Ying Chen slowly opened his eyes.

He turned his head slightly and found that Jingni beside him had gotten up at some point.

Just then, light footsteps came from outside the bed.

Jingni lifted the curtain and came in carrying a basin of warm water.

She had finished washing and dressing, and changed into a warm yellow palace dress that perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, exuding a gentle and elegant aura. But when she looked at Ying Chen, her gaze instantly softened.

"Young Master, you're awake." Jing Ni placed the copper basin on the wooden shelf beside her, took a clean white silk handkerchief, soaked it in warm water, wrung it out, and walked to the bedside, gently wiping Ying Chen's face.

Ying Chen enjoyed Jing Ni's service, took a deep breath of the morning air, and felt refreshed.

"Any news?" Ying Chen asked casually.

Jing Ni paused slightly in her hand movements, then leaned down slightly, bringing her red lips close to Ying Chen's ear, and said in a very low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Young Master, a secret message has just arrived from Jubaozhai."

"Oh? Is there any progress on that matter?" Ying Chen sat up and let Jing Ni put his coat on him.

Jingni nodded: "Yes. Jubaozhai has sent back definite news. The location of the 100,000 taels of gold military funds hidden by Ji Wuye can now be preliminarily determined."

Upon hearing this, Ying Chen showed no surprise whatsoever; instead, he revealed a smile that suggested he had everything under control.

"Send a message to Jing Ke."

Jing Ni immediately straightened up and listened respectfully to Ying Chen's instructions.

"Tell Jing Ke to lead a squad of elite outlaws from Qin An Residence to draw attention to the situation, while the rest of you find a way to divert that batch of military funds. Make sure I get every last penny of those funds!"

"Yes!" Jing Ni nodded without hesitation.

"Remember to tell him that this operation must be carried out cleanly and efficiently. Although Ji Wuye's men are incompetent, they are numerous, and there are definitely experts from 'Nightfall' watching them in the shadows. Tell Jing Ke not to linger in battle."

"Understood, I'll make the arrangements right away." Jing Ni accepted the order, turned around, and quickly walked out of the room.

……

Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, the hustle and bustle of the day is swallowed up by the depths of night.

As night fell, Xinzheng City resembled a giant beast lurking in the darkness. Apart from the brothels and taverns that remained brightly lit, most of the streets and alleys were deathly silent.

Around a large, seemingly abandoned mansion in a remote area in the east of the city, the atmosphere was strangely eerie.

From the outside, the mansion appeared to have its gates tightly shut and its walls overgrown with weeds, suggesting that it had been uninhabited for many years.

However, upon closer inspection, one can discover countless faint breathing sounds hidden in the dark alleys and under the eaves around the mansion.

Squads of soldiers clad in black armor and wielding sharp blades were conducting extremely tight cross-patrols inside the mansion.

This is the very warehouse where Ji Wuye secretly hid the 100,000 taels of "ghost soldiers' robbery funds"!

To ensure the safety of this huge sum of money, Ji Wuye not only mobilized his personal guards to surround the place completely, but also secretly deployed assassins from "Nightfall," making it an impregnable fortress.

However, within this seemingly impenetrable defense network, an unexpected change occurred without warning.

"call--"

A night breeze blew by, bringing with it an unusual, anxious smell.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding red light suddenly burst forth from the direction of the warehouse, which was originally pitch black deep inside the mansion.

"boom!"

Flames shot into the sky like a raging fire dragon, instantly shattering the tranquility of the night.

The raging flames spread with incredible speed, greedily devouring the surrounding wooden buildings. Thick black smoke billowed up, obscuring the stars and moon.

"Fire! Fire!"

"Quick! Put out the fire!"

The once quiet mansion instantly erupted into chaos. Ji Wuye's trusted generals, who were stationed there, were terrified at the sight of the towering flames.

That's the general's lifeblood! Ten thousand taels of gold—if it were melted by this sudden fire or something went wrong, even ten heads wouldn't be enough to pay off all these people!

"Don't panic! Don't panic! First and second squads, go fetch water and put out the fire immediately! Third and fourth squads, guard the warehouse perimeter to the death, no one is allowed to come near! Anyone who disobeys will be killed without mercy!" A burly general drew his sword and roared hoarsely, trying to control the chaotic situation.

However, the fire was far too intense. It was clearly not an ordinary fire caused by water; someone had deliberately poured a large amount of flammable oil on it, and the flames spread rapidly with the wind, making it impossible to extinguish with just a few buckets of water.

The soldiers, carrying basins and buckets of water, flitted around the edge of the inferno like headless flies, but the water they poured onto the raging flames was like a drop in the ocean, instantly turning into white steam.

"Damn it! How did this fire start! Where are the sentries? Are they all dead?!" The general was so anxious that he was jumping up and down, his forehead covered with large beads of sweat, which were reflected red by the firelight.

Just as Ji Wuye's men were frantically trying to put out the fire and were in complete chaos.

A few hundred steps away from the burning house, on a high rooftop, a tall and slender figure stood silently in the night wind.

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