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

Ying Chen turned around, a gentle smile playing on his lips: "What's wrong? Judging from your outfit today, you seem to have something on your mind?"

Yan Fei lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her fair cheeks.

She paused for a moment, seemingly choosing her words carefully, before speaking in a very low voice, audible only to the two of them:

"We just received a secret message from Mount Li. His Majesty the Eastern Emperor... has issued an order."

Upon hearing this, Ying Chen raised an eyebrow slightly, but his eyes remained calm and composed.

He didn't immediately ask what the order was, but instead walked to the soft couch, sat down, and patted the spot next to him, gesturing for Consort Yan to sit down.

"Donghuang Taiyi?" Ying Chen chuckled. "What task did he assign you?"

Yan Fei did not sit down, but remained standing quietly. She raised her head and met Ying Chen's gaze: "I am ordered to set off immediately, leave Xinzheng, and go to a secluded place to carry out a mission."

At this point, Yan Fei paused, a hint of apology flashing in her eyes: "It happened suddenly and there's no time to lose. I... must leave immediately."

The air in the private room seemed to freeze for a moment.

Outside the window, the shouts of South Korean soldiers and the cries of civilians continued, but inside the room, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Yan Fei quietly watched Ying Chen, waiting for his reaction.

She thought Ying Chen would let her stay.

However, Ying Chen's reaction completely surprised Yan Fei.

He simply sat there quietly, watching Yan Fei.

A moment later, Ying Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Fei's soft, boneless hand.

Yan Fei was startled and instinctively tried to break free, but Ying Chen's grip was incredibly strong, like an iron clamp, firmly holding her hand in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Chen pulled with a little force.

"what……"

Yan Fei couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and instantly lost her balance, falling forward uncontrollably.

After a dizzying moment, Yan Fei fell into a broad, warm embrace filled with a strong masculine scent.

Ying Chen then pulled Yan Fei into his arms and let her sit on his lap.

He wrapped one arm around Yan Fei's slender waist, while his other hand still held hers tightly, their fingers intertwined.

This pose is extremely ambiguous and full of aggression.

A captivating blush instantly appeared on Yan Fei's usually aloof and indifferent beautiful face.

She could clearly feel the strong heartbeat emanating from Ying Chen's chest, as well as the unique scent of him that was a mixture of faint wine and ambergris, which made her breathing involuntarily become a little rapid.

"Ying Chen...you..." Yan Fei struggled for a moment, trying to stand up.

"Don't move."

Ying Chen's deep and magnetic voice rang in Yan Fei's ears.

He gently rested his chin on Yan Fei's shoulder, feeling the touch of her fair skin and inhaling her unique fragrance.

"Since it is Donghuang Taiyi's order, which concerns the Yin Yang School's grand plan, I will naturally not stop you." Ying Chen's voice was very soft, but every word clearly entered Yan Fei's ears.

Upon hearing this, Yan Fei stopped struggling.

She turned her head in surprise, looking at Ying Chen who was standing right in front of her.

"You...you really aren't going to ask me where I'm going? What mission am I going to carry out?" Yan Fei couldn't help but ask softly. (Set as homepage to get daily updates on works like "Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander")

Ying Chen smiled slightly, reached out his free hand, and gently tucked a stray lock of hair from Yan Fei's temple behind her ear. His fingertips inadvertently brushed against her fair cheek, causing Yan Fei to shudder slightly.

"The Yin-Yang School has always acted in a mysterious and unpredictable manner. Since Donghuang Taiyi has classified this matter as top secret, and even I cannot know about it in advance, it must be an extremely important and dangerous matter." Ying Chen looked into Yan Fei's eyes, his tone becoming serious. "If I ask and you cannot answer, it will only put you in a difficult position. If you do answer, it will violate the rules of the Yin-Yang School."

"Although you are my fiancée, you are also free."

Upon hearing this, Yanfei's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at Ying Chen, her eyes softening more than ever before.

"However..." Ying Chen's tone shifted, becoming sharp and arrogant, "Remember this: no matter where you go, no matter what mission you undertake, you will always be mine, Ying Chen's person."

He tightened his arms around Yan Fei's waist, pulling her closer to him. He lowered his head, his lips almost touching Yan Fei's translucent earlobe, and whispered in a tone only the two of them could understand:

"Be careful. If you encounter an insurmountable danger, don't be reckless; your life is the priority. No matter what happens, I'll be there to protect you. If anyone dares to harm a single hair on your head..."

A chilling killing intent flashed in Ying Chen's eyes, his voice as cold as ice: "From the highest heavens to the deepest hell, I will annihilate their entire family!"

She didn't speak, but simply leaned quietly against Ying Chen's chest, feeling the unprecedented sense of security this man gave her.

a long time.

A faint, yet breathtakingly beautiful smile suddenly bloomed on Yan Fei's stunning face.

That smile was like a snow lotus blooming proudly in the cold wind, breathtakingly beautiful.

Instead of responding to Ying Chen's domineering declaration with words, she did something that surprised even Ying Chen.

Yan Fei slowly stretched out her pair of eyes, whiter than snow. She wrapped her arms around Ying Chen's neck.

She closed her eyes, gently pressed her flawless face against Ying Chen's broad chest, and hugged him tightly in return.

Ying Chen was slightly taken aback, then a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He also reached out and held the soft yet powerful body in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

After a brief moment of tenderness.

Yan Fei gently released her grip and stepped out of Ying Chen's embrace. She straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, the blush on her face had faded, and she regained her cool and aloof demeanor.

"Take care of yourself,."

Yan Fei looked at Ying Chen deeply, as if she wanted to etch his face into her heart.

Without saying another word, she turned around decisively and walked lightly toward the door of the private room.

"Squeak—"

The door was opened and then gently closed.

Yan Fei's figure disappeared outside the door, leaving only a faint fragrance that lingered in the air, proving that she had once existed.