It is the deepest hour of the night and the darkest hour before dawn. The north wind was still arrogant, as if it was about to sweep the entire vast grassland, and frightened the moon into hiding in the black clouds, never daring to come out again to light the way of pedestrians in the darkness.

Da ...... Da ...... Da ......

The sound of horses' hooves pierced the silence of the night from far and near.

"General, through this grassland, you can reach Yongdi!" A deep voice mingled with the sound of horses' hooves, which seemed particularly joyful. As long as you reach Yongdi, you will not be far from Xianyang City.

"Good! The detour from Yiqu to rush back to Qin State really saved a lot of trouble. Wang Jian at the front of the team sighed.

This time, he was able to visit Zhao Guo privately because he was entrusted by others, but he was unexpectedly noticed by Zhao people, so he had to flee back to Qin State, and he also lost Lu Buwei's help in the middle. If it weren't for his caravan, he would have already become a prisoner of Zhao State. At present, the relationship between Qin and Zhao is tense, and as a general of Qin, he may not know how to torture him.

Riding the horse and rushing forward again, Wang Jian ordered everyone to rest in place for a while, and then hurried again at dawn. The journey was day and night, non-stop, and everyone was very tired, and soon they fell asleep, and from time to time there was a soft snoring sound.

At this moment, Wang Jian really couldn't sleep. He always had that touch of beauty in his mind, and he couldn't help but take out the red handkerchief from his arms, and his fingers couldn't stop groping for the "Chan" in the lower right corner. As soon as he thought that after returning to China this time, as long as he said that he would move the King of Qin to fight against Zhao again and rescue Gongzi Yiren, he would be able to get her, and his heart couldn't help but jump.

At the same time, Zhao Chan was lying on the wide bed, staring at the constantly jumping candle flames, her eyes glazed. She is already in the Zhao Palace! It was the Inhuman's abode, and a half-naked man slept beside her. The man slept soundly, with satisfaction on his face and a smile on his lips.

From now on, she will be his woman. From that night on, she had lost her most precious thing. And the man who was sleeping next to her, she felt very strange. She didn't know him, she didn't know his past, and the next thing seemed to be unknown, but it was clear—she wanted to get his heart, even if she couldn't make him obey, but she had to be able to influence him. She should be able to do it, Zhao Chan thought.

"Can't sleep? Well? The man's voice suddenly sounded, lazy and tired.

"The concubine is arguing with the son?" The voice was sweet and a little frightened.

"Nope! Sleep. The man reached out and took the woman into his arms, and soon fell into the dream again.

For the first time, the woman lay in someone else's arms like this, and she was very unaccustomed to sleeping, but she did not dare to move, for fear of noisy men, so she lay so stiffly until it was a little bright, and then she fell asleep in a daze.

When Zhao Chan woke up, she found that the man beside her was long gone, and it was already noon. Everyone says that when the ice and snow melt, it is the most cold to the bone. At this moment, Zhao Chan had this profound experience, even if she was huddled in the quilt, she also felt cold.

Zhao Chan was about to sit up, only to realize that she was defenseless, and the pink "strawberries" on her snow-white skin seemed to remind her of what happened last night. Trying to move her body, the pain spread from her skin to her heart, causing Zhao Chan to gasp. That's it, the right should return his life-saving grace, and that strong affection is afraid that it will be buried deep in my heart from now on. Zhao Chan smiled bitterly.

"Zhao Ji, do you want to wash?" Hearing Zhao Chan's voice, a young girl came in from outside, and her words were quite disrespectful.

"Who are you?" Zhao Chan looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of her. I saw her dressed in a standard palace dress and combing her hair in a simple bun.

"My name is Xiao An, your personal maid!" Xiao An is straightforward, and he does not call himself a slave, and his eyes are full of disdain. Xiao An thought, she is only a dancing girl, she has nothing to be afraid of, it is better to offend, and she can leave this ghost place faster. Just kidding, this is the most desolate place except for the cold palace, so she doesn't want to stay longer!

Zhao Chan has no good impression of this high-spirited Xiao An, but she also has no disgust. She knows that it is not easy to survive in the palace, not to mention a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, it is normal for such a bully. Zhao Chan didn't speak again, staring at Xiao An without blinking, her expression was very indifferent, as if she wanted to see through Xiao An at a glance.

The room gradually became silent and oppressive. At the beginning, Xiao An was still able to look at Zhao Chan, but slowly, she was furious by Zhao Chan, and her heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, and a trace of fear slowly came to her heart. Suddenly, her legs weakened and she knelt on the ground. Xiao An didn't expect that the bewitching woman sitting on the bed in front of her, even if she was just staring at her indifferently, there was an indescribable nobility and indifference of the superior.

"You, your name is Xiao An?" Seeing Xiao An kneeling down straight like this, Zhao Chan was not surprised at all. In Tingwu Pavilion, she has seen many women like Xiao An, who are from humble backgrounds, but they are pretentious and bullying. And in fact, how arrogant such a person is on the surface, how fragile he is on the inside.

"Yes." Xiao An with a hint of trill. The dancing girl in front of her didn't seem to be simple, and the feeling of depression that came from her made her involuntarily surrender. And this feeling, she had only seen in a noble person she had met before.

"Changing clothes." Zhao Chan didn't say much more—she knew how to tame her.

Xiao An seemed to be a little afraid, stood up tremblingly, and trembled to serve Zhao Chan and put on her clothes. Then he quickly brought the basin of water, wrung out the towel, and carefully handed it to Zhao Chan.

After a while, Xiao An breathed a sigh of relief. She was obviously unwilling and disdainful in her heart, but her behavior betrayed her very unobediently.

"I don't care how beautiful you used to be," Zhao Chan sat at the table, quite arrogant - after listening to the experience of the Dance Pavilion for so many years, he also cultivated a bit of the master's nobility. "You'll be my man from now on."

After a pause, Zhao Chan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and she was not angry and arrogant.

"I know, you're not convinced, and you don't bother to serve a dancing girl."

Feeling that the atmosphere around him had become oppressive again, Xiao An's heart jumped again, and he hurriedly lowered his head, as if he instinctively wanted to cover it up.

"But you are my person now, as long as you dare to betray me, I have many ways to make your life worse than death." The tone was cold. Zhao Chan knew that she had to take this girl for her own use before she could act cheaply.

The feeling of fear hit his heart again, and Xiao An's legs were weak again. But this time she didn't kneel down yet, and was helped up by a pair of plain hands.

"But as long as you are faithful and have a bite to eat from me, you will be indispensable." When Zhao Chan said this, her expression was gentle, and she couldn't see that a moment ago, she was still threatening the little girl in front of her with a hideous face.

"No!" Xiao An was puzzled by Zhao Chan's transformation, but he had to whisper. It's just that she understands that the woman in front of her is by no means the master she can bully. It's all to blame for that damn little eunuch, who dared to sell such fake news, she offended the consul's father-in-law, and it was rare to be sent to such a deserted place. Now I have to be teased by my little father-in-law, it's really unlucky! No, she has to settle accounts with him when she goes back!

Zhao Chan took Xiao An's expression into her eyes, didn't say anything more, let Xiao An go, and waved her to retreat. She knew that if she wanted the girl to do things for her, she had to take her time.