Chapter 109: The Body Has Not Appeared, Yet the Sword Takes a Life!

"It is precisely because it is small that it is easy to control!"

Su Xuan responded to Yan Yan Lingji's words.

"Have you not noticed? Since we arrived here, we have already fallen under the surveillance of others."

Yan Yan Lingji's eyes narrowed. "Indeed, there is someone enforcing martial law in the dark."

"It seems you were right; that Marquis of Changxin, Lao Ai, truly has ambition and intends to plot mischief."

Yan Yan Lingji did not know about the affairs between Lao Ai and Zhao Ji, nor did she know that he had developed the heart of rebellion long ago, but Su Xuan had indeed let Ganie pass on a message to Ying Zheng in front of her, telling Ying Zheng to be careful of Lao Ai.

This matter was once again predicted by Su Xuan, and Yan Yan Lingji could not help but marvel.

At the same time, she could not help but feel a bit of sympathy for Ying Zheng.

Although the Qin State was powerful and the King of Qin's status was noble, this King of Qin lived even worse than the King of Han.

Although the Han State had powerful officials like Ji Ji Wuye causing chaos in the court, at least there were not so many people wanting to harm the King of Han.

But the Qin State was different.

Lu Lu Buwei had repeatedly plotted to harm the King of Qin, and the new favorite in the court, the Marquis of Changxin, also had ulterior motives.

These two, one inside and one outside, represented the two major forces of the Chancellor and the Empress Dowager.

It meant that in the vast Qin State, the King of Qin had no one to use, which was truly tragic.

Putting aside the emotion in her heart, Yan Yan Lingji asked Su Xuan again: "How do you plan to help the King of Qin?"

Su Xuan smiled mysteriously and did not answer this question.

The two wandered around Yongcheng for a while, and then, feeling uninspired, returned to their temporary residence.

The main reason was that Yongcheng was too small.

Coupled with the approaching capping ceremony of the King of Qin, martial law was everywhere, and there was really nothing worth seeing.

Although with the strength of Su Xuan and Yan Yan Lingji, no one could stop them from wandering, it would eventually cause some ripples.

The two stayed in Yongcheng for several days.

Ying Zheng also stayed in the Qinian Palace for several days. During these days, he ate and lived in the Qinian Palace. After seven consecutive days, finally, at noon on this day, the gates of the Qinian Palace slowly opened, and Ying Zheng walked out of the Qinian Palace, about to go to the ancestral temple in Yongcheng to hold the capping ceremony.

On this day, a fine drizzle fell, and the willows drooped low. Yongcheng was shrouded in boundless misty rain, and the white-headed Nanshan Mountain, which stood before the eyes of the old Qin people all day, was also swallowed by the chaotic Qin River.

When the gates of the Qinian Palace opened, Ying Zheng was seen wearing a black garment, embroidered with ancient mysterious bird patterns. "The destiny of the mysterious bird descends to give birth to Shang." The mysterious bird is actually not only related to the ancestors of Shang but also related to the ancestors of the Qin people. It is rumored that in ancient times, the descendant of Emperor Emperor Zhuanxu was named Nüxiu. Nüxiu wove, the mysterious bird dropped an egg, Nüxiu swallowed it, and gave birth to a son named Daye.

Walking slowly out of the Qinian Palace, Ying Zheng's long black hair was draped behind his head, appearing unrestrained and dashing. Afterward, he needed to go to the ancestral temple to perform the capping ceremony, and after the capping ceremony was completed, it would also signify that the King of Qin had officially become an adult.

Just as the gates of the Qinian Palace, which had been closed for seven days, opened again, in another part of the royal city of Yongcheng, Lao Ai also received this news. I do not know when, but he had already put on armor, and on his beardless white face, killing intent was stern.

Looking at his subordinates, Lao Ai waved his hand without saying a word.

But the meaning revealed was undoubtedly clear.

In the ancestral temple, also waiting for Ying Zheng to come for the capping ceremony was Lu Lu Buwei.

Lu Lu Buwei was the King of Qin's "Zhongfu" (second father) and the current Chancellor; he was also the only person qualified to perform the capping ceremony for the King of Qin.

At this moment, he was waiting quietly, his eyes lowered. If one looked carefully, one would find that deep coldness was revealed in his eyes.

He knew very well what Lao Ai wanted to do.

After all, that letter from that day had already stated it very clearly.

He also hoped that Lao Ai would take action as soon as possible and was waiting for that news to spread.

"Can you... come here?"

Lu Lu Buwei thought to himself.

As for whether Lao Ai would take action against the civil and military officials who had come to Yongcheng together after what happened last night, Lu Lu Buwei did not care at all.

He had controlled the Net for many years, and the Net was used by him.

This time, when he left Xianyang and came to Yongcheng, the Net also moved accordingly.

Even if there were truly variables, the Net would kill Lao Ai at the first opportunity.

He had even prepared to kill Lao Ai immediately after he completed that task.

Lao Ai thought that by relying on the Empress Dowager, he could break free from his control, not knowing that once in the Net, one is in the Net for a lifetime; this is a destiny that can never be resisted, and he was the one who truly controlled that destiny.

At the same time.

In Yongcheng.

Su Xuan reached out his hand toward Yan Yan Lingji.

"Are you interested in accompanying me on a trip to the old royal city of the Qin State?"

Yan Yan Lingji looked at Su Xuan in surprise, and then gave her answer: "Since it is your request, I will accompany you on a trip."

She held Su Xuan's hand.

Afterward, a wild wind arose, and under Su Xuan's manipulation, it lifted the figures of the two, heading toward the old royal city of the Qin State in Yongcheng.

The Qinian Palace was some distance from the ancestral temple where the Ying clan's ancestors were worshipped in Yongcheng. It required crossing two long streets, a distance of about two miles. It seemed that this distance was not very far, but when Ying Zheng, with Ganie and many guards, had not even walked two hundred meters, a group of people dressed in black, holding long swords, rushed toward Ying Zheng from both sides of the road.

Ganie's expression suddenly tightened. "Protect the King!"

Without Ganie needing to say it, the guards protecting Ying Zheng on both sides immediately drew their weapons and met this group of black-clad assassins.

The sounds of shouting and killing echoed, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged, as if he did not care at all about the fact that someone wanted to kill him.

He said to Ganie beside him: "Mr. Ganie, let us go!"

Ganie held his sword and nodded gently.

Because of Zhao Gao's report earlier, Ying Zheng had already been prepared for Lao Ai to take advantage of the situation to cause chaos.

As for Xianyang, because he had visited the old Empress Dowager Huayang beforehand and sent a secret letter to Wang Yi, there was no need to worry. Presumably, the Lord Changping Lord and Lord Changwen Lord, who were also Chu maternal relatives, would handle the matters there properly.

On the contrary, here in Yongcheng, Lu Lu Buwei and Lao Ai, these two people with different intentions, were both here. Whether he could successfully survive this calamity would depend on himself.

Continuing to move forward.

The many guards beside Ying Zheng fought desperately against the surrounding assassins.

Ganie also took action, intercepting the assassins.

However, the number of assassins was large. Lao Ai was determined to eliminate Ying Zheng before he stepped into the ancestral temple. He knew deeply that from the moment he chose to rebel, he had no other choice: either Ying Zheng died, or he died.

Although because of early preparations, Ying Zheng had many guards by his side, under the fearless attacks of the assassins, in just two miles, Ying Zheng's progress became increasingly difficult. At this moment, the sound of swords ringing echoed.

Two dazzling sword lights flashed past, and wherever they passed, all the assassins died one after another.

Seeing this sword light, a faint smile could not help but curl at the corner of Ying Zheng's mouth.

Although his expression was calm, deep down, he was still a bit nervous. Fortunately, Su Xuan did not disappoint him.