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The woman in white smiled gently at Feng Xinglie, shook her head slightly, and remained silent, her firm gaze revealing her determination.

Feng Xinglie pursed his lips, knowing that Lian Ji was as stubborn as he was, and that persuasion would be useless. Feng Xinglie never presumptuously interfered with Lian Ji's actions; it was her choice, and he respected her decision, just as Lian Ji never questioned her choices. They knew each other well, though their relationship was distant, and they never spoke of sharing life and death, yet their hearts were as clear as mirrors, recognizing each other as soulmates in this life. But they were both wise, well aware of their actions, and never regretted their decisions; why bother with unnecessary sentimentality?

Since it cannot be avoided, let's face it directly. Feng Xinglie stopped talking. Since Lian Ji has appeared, it means that the script she has arranged has already begun to unfold.

How could a woman with a calm demeanor and clear, bright eyes be someone who makes a fatal mistake and gives up on herself?

Qin Yue gradually calmed down, her face showing anger mixed with a hint of joy: "If you're afraid, why did you come out?"

Despite his usual imposing presence, her beautiful face showed no trace of her usual grievances. Lian Ji's serene smile was ethereal, suddenly sending a chill through everyone's hearts, and her soft voice reached their ears.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you all along that Xiang Lian is the master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief. The gentle and ethereal beauty of the Qin Dynasty was actually the master of the world-renowned Tianji Tower! How could anyone accept this so quickly?

The calm and composed Lian Ji ignored the surprised and gossiping crowd. She simply stared at Qin Yue's face, which had turned pale in an instant, and suddenly chuckled softly, "Your Highness, there's no need to worry. I'm not trying to cause trouble; I'm just giving you a gift."

"A gift?" Qin Yue was both incredulous and delighted. She still had feelings for him, didn't she? Otherwise, why would she stay by his side when she could have escaped his control at any time? She wouldn't harm him! In her subconscious, Qin Yue still believed this.

Lian Ji seemed to see right through him. A flicker of dim mockery flashed in her eyes before she smiled at the deep starry sky, pausing for what felt like an eternity. She lowered her head, suddenly becoming radiant. Her white dress glowed with a breathtaking brilliance, dazzling and beautiful, as if igniting the flame of life itself. Such splendor and elegance, however, seemed like a fleeting firework, vanishing in an instant.

"There's one more thing that Xiang Lian forgot to tell you. Today, I have set up the Heavenly Mystery Array, a unique and extraordinary formation, throughout the entire Western Qin Imperial Palace."

The beautiful woman spoke in a clear and melodious voice, yet her words caused everyone who heard them to turn pale!

"If Xiang Lian's guess is correct, there are probably many loyalists in the palace, and it's hard to predict who will win in a chaotic battle. Prince Yue's forces are insufficient, and there are many traitors, so he can hardly hold his position. Therefore, Xiang Lian has set up a life-or-death formation for you, and you will be in charge of it. Prince Qin's army will have already quietly entered the city to attack in a moment. He is in Han City and should appear shortly. As long as Prince Yue activates this formation, the famous generals of the three kingdoms will all be here. Prince Qin will be eliminated once he enters the formation. In this formation, you can decide who lives and who dies. Without a single soldier, you can rightfully subdue the Qin army and unify the Great Qin. The other two kingdoms will lose their generals and their troops, so they may not be able to unify the world, but they will have no problem taking over the territory of the Great Qin. This formation is extremely dangerous. Once it is activated, there is no way to escape. I'm sure you all have heard of the name of Tianji Tower. Don't waste your energy trying to escape. I, Xiang Lian, want you to stay. Don't even think about leaving this Western Qin palace!"

Lian Ji spoke eloquently, her eyes sparkling with brilliance, while the surrounding crowd was furious and cursed loudly!

All schemes, bribery, plotting, and underhanded tactics were thwarted in these few words. As long as the Western Qin Imperial Palace is within the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion's domain! What use are those deployed forces and their self-righteous schemes? No matter how strong they are, they are all within her grasp. She doesn't need to care; in her eyes, they are merely laughable!

This woman had meticulously planned everything, no wonder they encountered no resistance during the setup; she simply didn't care about these insignificant summer insects. An insect, no matter how strong, is still just an insect! There's always someone better; Lian Ji's scheme had wiped everyone out, leaving no one behind. Even Qing Li and Ling Yuxiang's expressions subtly changed, no longer as composed as before.

"What did you say?" The Yan envoy could no longer sit still and jumped up to rush over.

"You wretch! Don't think we can't do anything to you. Once we kill you, I refuse to believe that formation can still be activated!"

"Kill her!"

"Only by working together can we have a chance!"

The envoy from the small country blew a whistle, and suddenly a shout of battle rang out outside the hall. The men behind them drew their weapons and rushed fiercely at Lian Ji one by one! At this moment, they no longer had any barriers and cooperated 'clearly'.

"Protect Lian Ji!" With Qin Yue's cold shout, his trusted guards in the hall all turned their guns on him, and the glint of swords flashed everywhere!

Qingli pondered for a moment, then leaped and appeared beside Ling Yuxiang's table. Xi Suifeng and the others, dressed in black, also appeared behind Ling Yuxiang with a graceful sway, forming their own group. They neither intervened in the struggles of those small countries nor offered any assistance. What a joke! How could that woman, who could foresee this, have any flaws? The thoughts of these people are truly questionable!

Seeing that Feng Xinglie's brows were furrowed but he didn't seem too worried, Ling Yuxiang felt relieved and poured himself a cup of sake to watch the show.

Qingli was stunned by his arrogance, and mimicked him with a wry smile as she poured herself a glass: "I really admire you guys, you can still do nothing."

"Don't talk about us, aren't you the same? You can't even keep your temper in check, how can you command a million soldiers? I admit she's very capable, she tricked half of us into this mess, but if she can calculate, can't we and Lie calculate? Or do you think my Lie is inferior to her?" Ling Yuxiang's eyes were full of the pretty red figure, and he was full of confidence.

Qingli nearly choked on her wine, almost swallowing a mouthful. She flicked her sleeve and laughed, scolding, "You still have the mood to look at beauties at a time like this? You're just trying to provoke me!"

Rushing down from the palace, Qin Yue pulled Lian Ji to his side, his eyes filled with delight and greed. His dream was finally realized! His kingdom was secured, and with Lian Ji by his side, she was indeed on his side!

"Lian Ji, quickly activate the great formation!"

Lian Ji smiled calmly beside him, while Liang remained motionless.

"Lian Ji! What's wrong with you? Are you still blaming me?" Qin Yue's face was anxious as he watched the guards around him slowly fall, and waves of rebel soldiers suddenly appearing from the outer perimeter! Those people were definitely not his men! When did so many rebel soldiers appear in the palace? Lian Ji must have secretly done something! Was she trying to wipe them all out? Or was she trying to get him to admit his mistakes? Thinking of this, Qin Yue lowered his head, quite sincerely: "I know my previous methods were wrong, Lian Ji. Since I met you, I have never had another woman. Everything I have done is for you! I, Qin Yue, swear to heaven that I will treat you well from now on. If I break this oath, may I be struck by lightning and die a horrible death! Don't you believe me?"

The hall was filled with the sounds of fighting. The envoys all had ferocious expressions. Amidst the flashing swords, Lian Ji stood calmly, seemingly oblivious to the sword pointed at her throat, and smiled indifferently.

"There is only one condition for activating the Heavenly Secrets Array."

She let out a soft sigh, as if she had so much to say, but she only managed to utter three words, one after another.

"My fate."

An unprecedented eerie atmosphere spread, the loud sounds of fighting suddenly disappeared, the swords and blades froze in mid-air as if frozen in time, and the mouths that had been shouting were now open but silent. Everything became so strange, just like a comedy show that Feng Xinglie had seen before.

But no one could laugh, and no one could even make a sound anymore.

No one is shouting for murder anymore, no one is calling for battle anymore, and no one is displaying their ambition anymore.

Only one woman, having seen through the ways of the world, let out a calm and indifferent, silvery laugh.

"As long as I am killed, the Heavenly Mystery Tower Master's soul will be sacrificed to activate the Heavenly Mystery Array. Of course, the host is already determined, and no matter who makes the move, only Prince Yue will be in charge of the array."

Those who had been clamoring to kill her now looked like clowns, their faces flushed with suppressed anger. But with life and death at stake, they couldn't care less about saving face. The sword pointed at Lian Ji's throat was quickly pulled away by those around her, and the Yan envoy was roughly thrown aside – he was practically courting death! Thank goodness they didn't kill her! If they had been just a few inches off, the situation would have been irreversible!

Ling Yuxiang swirled his wine glass heavily, exchanging a serious glance with Qingli. This woman's plan was simply ingenious, flawless, calm and composed, and every step she took was steady and without any surprises, making them look at her with new respect.

But they didn't understand why she was doing this. She was implying that Qin Yue was the crucial pawn, and everyone would protect her, so why was she still standing by Qin Yue's side?

Ling Yuxiang's expression shifted, and when he looked at Feng Xinglie again, he was shocked to find that this scene seemed so familiar!

Could it be that she...?

Lian Ji glanced indifferently at the man who had just vowed to treat her well in the future, now his face ashen and desperate. She seemed to urge him on with pleasure. At this moment, the woman had a ferocious, demonic aura about her.

"Yue, I've planned this for you, I've given you a choice. Kill me, and you'll get everything you want. The only sacrifice required is me, a mere woman. But, as I've said before, I'm terrified of death, truly terrified. Will you kill me?"

Homeland of Qin, Chapter Sixty: The Land and the Beauty

Feng Xinglie clenched his fists and closed his eyes in despair.

Two choices, so cruel there's no turning back, tearing away all pretense, forcing Qin Yue to painfully abandon you amidst countless difficulties. Lian Ji, you're just as ruthless as I am...

You seem indifferent, but don't you feel any pain for orchestrating all of this? Driving your loved one to the brink of despair, don't you really feel any pain?

At this moment, Feng Xinglie had completely understood Lian Ji's motives. If she were Lian Ji at this moment, she would also be just as extreme and willful, even if she herself were burned to ashes, she would not hesitate to drag the other person down to hell with her!

By now, everyone probably knew that Lian Ji's actions were revenge, a desperate struggle with her life, to make Qin Yue suffer the excruciating pain of making his choice, to make him taste the bitterness of regret. One was the woman he loved dearly but wanted to protect when he didn't cherish her; the other was the irresistible temptation of the empire. It was obvious what a ruler would choose. However, Lian Ji wasn't a saint; she wasn't a woman who could abandon everything for love. How could she be so selfless, merely letting Qin Yue suffer the pain of killing her and watch him struggle, only to let him obtain the empire he desired?

Qin Yue's relationship with Lian Ji is not like Qin Han's relationship with Feng Xinglie.

Feng Xinglie loves Qin Han, but Lian Ji loves Qin Yue.

That man, in the name of love, caused her countless hurts. Did he think that an apology and a promise could make it all disappear?

dream.

Feng Xinglie is no good person, and neither is Lian Ji. Neither of them remained silent after being hurt. How could they swallow their anger after being wronged? If someone offends me, I will retaliate a thousandfold! What Lian Ji wants is Qin Yue's regret, Qin Yue's heartache, to make him suffer eternal damnation! To make him betrayed by everyone! To make him vanish into thin air!

The current situation almost forces Qin Yue to take drastic measures, but Feng Xinglie knows clearly that Lian Ji will not harm her, nor will she harm those she cares about. Even at her most mad, Lian Ji possesses a clear-headed understanding of the bigger picture, just like him.

At that moment, Lian Ji was dressed in flowing white robes, her eyes filled with a devilish smile that seemed to belong to the depths of hell, a smile so enigmatic that it was almost impossible to look at her stunningly beautiful face. Everyone assumed she had gone mad, but Feng Xinglie knew for certain that Lian Ji had not.

Although the Heavenly Mystery Array is bizarre, it was created through the sacrifice of Lian Ji's own soul. She must have some way of controlling it, and Feng Xinglie and the others will not be bound by the array. Moreover, the master of such a deadly array would likely be devoured by countless lives, leading to madness. It sounds noble, but it's actually a dead end! However, Lian Ji's extreme contradictions seemed to solidify all the conflict around the question of whether or not to kill her. Given that she has always been gentle and kind, how could Qin Yue possibly consider what would happen after her death? How could she imagine that she would suffer even more intense torment after her death?

First, she lost Lian Ji, then she lost her kingdom, leaving him with nothing! This double revenge cleverly exploited the weaknesses in people's hearts, making it impossible for anyone to see her next move. This is the ruthlessness of Lian Ji's scheme.

People always have to pay the price for their actions, reaping what they sow. Such emotions are like hell; raging flames, determined to turn people to ashes, causing excruciating pain. She knew that being a moth drawn to a flame was a certain death, yet she resolutely went forth, never looking back. This inherent pride and fierce spirit are very much like hers.

A sudden heaviness settled over Feng Xinglie, leaving him momentarily bewildered. It seemed that those who fell in love with them were truly unfortunate, given their complex emotions.

Feng Xing had never loved anyone before, yet now she had fallen for the man in fiery red. She knew her feelings would be just as resolute as Lian Ji's. Looking at Lian Ji, she felt helpless. Was her situation a blessing or a curse for that man?

Ling Yuxiang, if such a day ever comes between us, will you regret falling in love with me?

Thinking of this, Feng Xing involuntarily opened his eyes and glanced in Ling Yuxiang's direction, where they unexpectedly met in mid-air.

Meeting her gaze, Ling Yuxiang froze. Her beautiful eyes shimmered with a hazy, dreamlike quality, and that seemingly innate understanding and connection made him instantly realize what she was afraid of. A surge of anger suddenly rose in his calm eyes, and he glared at her fiercely. "Dare to doubt my understanding and feelings for you? It seems I've really neglected you for far too long! I'll teach you a lesson when we get back!"

Receiving such a disingenuous look, Feng Xinglie was taken aback, but his heart suddenly warmed. In an instant, he regained his confidence and glared back fiercely without fear. What does that mean? Are you afraid of me? You're centuries too young to teach me a lesson. Let's see if you'll discipline me or I'll teach you a lesson!

Their gazes, which seemed poised to spark, suddenly subsided, and upon looking at each other again, they exchanged knowing smiles.

Feng Xinglie's eyes crinkled into a smile. He realized how wonderful it felt to have someone by his side to support him in his helpless moments. His mind was no longer consumed by anxiety; his pupils reflected the woman in flowing white, and he seemed to understand something, as if he had made a decision.

Qingli had been staring intently at Feng Xinglie, her icy dagger already drawn, reflecting off Qin Yue's ashen face, which was like a block of ice that had been frozen for millennia, devoid of any warmth, stiff as a dried-up corpse, all expression gone.

However, the intense trembling of his arm gripping the dagger betrayed his inner struggle.

Lian Ji, with an indifferent smile and a righteous demeanor as she faced death, created an extremely eerie scene with Qin Yue opposite her.

The dying man was calm and composed, while the murderer trembled so much he couldn't even hold the knife. In any other place, this would be a comical scene, but looking at the two of them, no one could laugh.

Everyone gave up hope. The envoys from the small country collapsed to the ground in despair, and the palace maids and eunuchs huddled together in a ball. As soon as the blade fell, the entire palace would instantly turn into hell!

Now they're smarter; they know that even if they stop Lian Ji, it's impossible. If someone really wants to die, they've probably already made all sorts of preparations. If they stop her, who knows if Lian Ji will commit suicide? The only choice is in Qin Yue's hands, and Lian Ji is only giving him the right to choose.

Time passed by in a suffocatingly long way. Qin Yue's sword trembled incessantly, unable to be raised or lowered. His kingly aura had been worn away. Unexpectedly, Lian Ji had already held such a high place in his heart. In the face of life and death, the decision had been made by reason, but his emotions made him hesitate to take action.

A faint glint flashed in Lian Ji's calm and collected eyes. She knew that this man was deeply in love with her, and she did not regret forcing him to this point. Men's promises were like drinking water, and the words of kings were just a game. If he wanted to abandon or kill her, he would surely find a reason. This was just a gamble.

If he chooses the former, then his vows and promises will inevitably crumble one day, rendered meaningless! We might as well go to hell together! If he truly values her and chooses the seemingly hopeless latter, then…

Lian Ji sighed softly and turned her head gently, but the chances of that happening were almost negligible.

But in this world, accidents are the most common occurrence.

A red figure flashed gently and appeared beside the somewhat dazed Lian Ji. Fan Xinglie burst into a clear laugh, staring directly at Qin Yue without fear: "Prince Yue, my sworn sister and I have not seen each other for a long time. Tonight is the day we reunite. Everyone has not yet seen the dance of the world's number one dancer. I'm afraid they will die with regrets. I wonder if Prince Yue would be interested in listening to a song and seeing Lian Ji's dance?"

Everyone was so angry at her unexpected move that they almost choked on their saliva! What time is it? She's still in the mood to sing and dance?

Qin Yue was already stunned. Upon hearing "Lian Ji's Dance," she inexplicably responded, "Okay!"

Feng Xinglie calmly beckoned to the corner: "Qin, come here."

A palace maid, looking dazed and trembling, carried an ancient zither over. The guards who had been shouting and yelling retreated to the side during the earlier conflict. Inside the hall, Lian Ji, with a strange expression on her face, smiled slyly.

"You said we were kindred spirits, but now you won't even dance a song for me?"

Lianji looked helplessly at her strange smile and sighed. Her long white sleeves swept through the air with her jade-like arms, and a long-lost longing arose in her heart: "Since it's you, why not?" She knew that she had ulterior motives, but she couldn't resist such temptation. Moreover, she was tired. If she didn't feel pain, it would be more accurate to say that she had long been numb from the pain.

Actually, she can be soft-hearted; why not give that person a chance?

Two exceptionally beautiful women, one playing the zither and singing, the other dancing gracefully, found their kindred spirits rekindled amidst the chaos of the hall. People of all kinds, their emotions a mix of feelings, watched the relaxed and joyful atmosphere between them, slowly becoming immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves.

Feng Xing took a deep breath, his fervent gaze sweeping across the hall. His fingers trembled, and a free-flowing melody drifted out. Lian Ji slightly raised the corner of her hand, her sleeves fluttering gently, and her white gauze scarf danced with a sharp, powerful force in time with the melody. Unable to contain her high spirits, she stirred everyone's emotions, and the song soared forth:

"When war breaks out, seeking love is like waves washing away sand; meeting her is like spring water reflecting pear blossoms. I lightly let go of my longing by severing the ends of the earth with my sword, but in my dreams, I am still deeply attached to her..."

The song was like a raging fire in the mountains, filling the air. The moment Lian Ji began to dance, all eyes in the hall were fixed on her. Her white dress, like that of a fairy who had mistakenly descended to the mortal world, was ethereal and graceful, clear and soft, fluttering wildly as she spun rapidly. The white veil suddenly paused, sensing the burning gaze. Lian Ji sighed softly to herself, but her body had already sunk into the highest realm of dance with the intensifying sound of Feng Xinglie's playing.

"...Regardless of generals and kings, regardless of the ages, I only ask that love resolves the endless chaos of this mortal world. I want love that lasts forever, and I want love that is as gentle as water. Who cares who rules the seasons..."

One sang with passion, the other danced with ethereal grace. Their eyes, fixed on each other, were filled with awe. Only now did they understand why Lian Ji was renowned as the world's number one dancer! Her skill lay not only in dance, but also in creating a transcendent atmosphere that penetrated deep into the soul.

That burning gaze grew increasingly pained and confused, as if it were recalling the past.