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

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Ying Chen ignored the amazed, envious, and awe-inspiring gazes around him.

He led Yanfei by the hand and embraced Jingni, walking calmly into the hall.

His gaze swept around the hall and quickly locked onto Han Fei, who was standing at the top of the stairs.

Ying Chen's lips curled into an even wider smile. He stopped, looked at Han Fei, and said in a clear, magnetic voice:

"Ninth Young Master, how have you been? Judging from your furrowed brow, perhaps something is troubling you? Perhaps a chance encounter is worse than a formal invitation. Would you be so kind as to share a few drinks with me and ease your worries?"

Upon hearing Ying Chen's voice, Han Fei's body jolted violently.

He looked at Ying Chen, and at Jing Ni and Yan Fei beside him, and a flash of extremely bright lightning suddenly struck his mind.

"boom!"

The fog that had been shrouding Han Fei's mind was instantly cleaved apart by this lightning bolt!

He finally realized what he had forgotten!

He finally knew who the "variable" was, who had been hiding outside the chessboard all along, yet was capable of overturning the entire game!

It wasn't Ji Wuye, nor Bai Yifei, but the Qin prince Ying Chen standing before them!

"If there's anyone in Xinzheng who is completely unafraid of the night's revenge, it's him!"

Han Fei's heart was in turmoil, but a bright smile instantly bloomed on his handsome face.

The confusion and frustration in his eyes vanished, replaced by the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent and an extremely sharp glint in his eyes.

"Hahaha!" Han Fei laughed loudly, quickly walked down the stairs, and went to meet Ying Chen.

"Brother Ying, how could I, Han Fei, refuse your invitation? To be honest, I've encountered a truly troublesome case today and am just looking for someone to confide in. Brother Ying, your arrival is timely. This drink is on me! Let's drink until we're both drunk!"

Han Fei stared intently at Ying Chen, his gaze filled with inquiry, probing, and a hint of barely concealed fervor.

He knew that he might have found a way out of this deadlock.

As Ying Chen looked at Han Fei's shining eyes, the smile on his lips deepened.

"Alright, let's drink until we're drunk," Ying Chen said calmly.

Ying Chen, holding Yan Fei's hand, embracing Jing Ni, and leading Gongsun Li, followed Han Fei's footsteps, climbing the exquisitely carved wooden staircase of Zilan Pavilion.

The group entered Han Fei's private room.

As soon as everyone was seated, the door to the private room was gently pushed open.

Accompanied by a faint, delicate fragrance of orchids, Zi Nu gracefully entered, carrying a pot of fine orchid wine.

She wore a purple, form-fitting long dress that accentuated her stunningly beautiful figure.

"Ninth Young Master, your wine." Zi Nu's voice carried a unique languidness and magnetism as she gently placed the tray on the table, her movements as elegant as flowing water.

Han Fei looked at Zi Nu before him, closed his folding fan, tapped his palm, and a nonchalant smile played on his lips. He couldn't help but invite her, "Miss Zi Nu, wouldn't it be a waste of this fine wine without a beautiful woman by your side? Why don't you sit down and have a few drinks with us?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Nu neither immediately agreed nor refused.

Her alluring eyes, which seemed to see right through people, flickered slightly, passing over Han Fei and looking subtly at Ying Chen, who was sitting in the host's seat.

Sensing Zi Nu's gaze, Ying Chen's lips curled into a gentle smile. He raised his hand slightly, gesturing for her to join him, and said in a clear and amiable voice, "If Miss Zi Nu could keep me company, this wine would surely be even more mellow. I, Ying Chen, shamelessly invite you to take a seat."

Seeing that Ying Chen had also spoken, Zi Nu smiled sweetly.

"Since both Young Master Jiu and Young Master Ying are so hospitable, it would be ungrateful of you to refuse again, Zi Nu."

Zi Nu moved gracefully to the table and sat down.

However, her seating position was quite deliberate. She neither sat next to Han Fei nor too close to Ying Chen, but rather sat perfectly to the side of them, maintaining the exact same distance from both of them.

Zi Nu personally took the wine pot and filled everyone's wine cups.

The clear, cool wine rippled in the jade cup, releasing its aroma.

"Please." Han Fei raised his cup, and everyone offered a toast from afar before drinking.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere in the private room gradually became more lively. Han Fei put down his wine glass, sighed softly, and the nonchalant look on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a helpless expression as if he were pouring out his troubles to an old friend.

"Brother Ying, you've just arrived in Xinzheng and what you see is the city's prosperity and revelry." Han Fei shook his head and said with a wry smile, "But do you know that beneath this prosperity, there are already undercurrents surging? To be honest, the reason I look so worried today is because I've taken on an extremely hot potato."

"Oh?" Ying Chen raised an eyebrow, put down his wine glass, and pretended to be all ears.

"I feel like someone is secretly watching me, waiting to strike when I'm about to succeed..."

However, the three women sitting to the side, Yan Fei, Jing Ni, and Gongsun Li, felt an overwhelming urge to laugh when they heard Han Fei's passionate and dramatic complaint.

Just as they were about to find the gold, a huge fire destroyed it all.

Others might not know what happened, but the three of them knew it all too well. The fire was orchestrated by the people Ying Chen had taken in, and the 100,000 taels of gold were now in Ying Chen's possession, being refined. In a while, they would be completely lost.

Gongsun Li almost burst out laughing.

She was naturally lively, so all she could do was quickly pick up the tea in front of her and take a big gulp, pretending to choke on it and coughing lightly twice to cover up her lapse in composure. Her big, bright eyes secretly glanced at Ying Chen, full of cunning.

She was very curious about what Ying Chen would say.

Upon hearing Han Fei's words, Ying Chen remained calm, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Han Fei and asked, "Do you have anyone you suspect?"

"no."

Han Fei shook his head helplessly. "However, I feel that it wasn't the forces of Korea itself that made the move; it must have been other forces."

After speaking, Han Fei carefully observed Ying Chen's reaction.

Upon hearing this, Ying Chen knew that Han Fei had come to test him. A smile appeared on his face, and he slowly spoke.

"You suspect the Qin state?"

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