Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Chapter 26 Helping Others Achieve Their Goals?

"Xue Ji greets Young Master Qian."

Yukihime.

As her name suggests, she was dressed in pure white, exuding a cool and pure aura.

Her skin was also snow-white, and it seemed to glow under the soft light.

She curtsied slightly.

Her figure was delicate, as if a gust of wind could blow her over; her movements were light, restrained, and elegant.

She seemed to possess an indescribable charm that could make even the most hardened man sway in her presence.

Zhao Qian looked at the jade-like beauty before him, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes, but he asked in his mouth, "This is Lord Changxin who has come all the way from Qin. He came to Feixue Pavilion today just to watch Xue Ji's dance. Why has Miss Xue Ji not come up on stage yet?"

Xue Ji frowned slightly, and then bowed to Ying Jing, who was looking at Xiao Xue Nu: "Xue Ji greets Lord Changxin of Qin."

"Young Master Qian, Lord Changxin, Xueji has sworn that she will never dance in public again. Please forgive her."

Not jumping anymore?

This time, Ying Jing became somewhat interested and stopped paying attention to Xiao Xue Nu, instead focusing his attention on Xue Ji.

It must be admitted that she is indeed a beauty, perhaps not much less so than the Snow Woman when she grows up.

However, it is only natural that its dance is renowned in seven countries.

No matter how beautiful the dance is, if it is performed by an ugly person, naturally no one will admire it.

Before Ying Jing could speak, Zhao Qian's anger was already uncontrollable.

Even if Xue Ji is adored by many people, in Zhao Qian's eyes, she is nothing more than a dancer!

He's destined to become the King of Zhao!

He only asked to dance, but was refused by a dancer?

And this happened right in front of Lord Changxin of Qin!

This made Zhao Qian feel that his reputation had been greatly damaged.

"If the dancers don't dance, then I think your Feixue Pavilion doesn't need to stay open anymore."

Zhao Qian's words were laced with veiled threat.

Yukihime's face paled slightly, but her gaze remained firm, and she did not change her mind.

Beside her, the little snow maiden, though young, already understood some things.

His initial friendliness towards Ying Jing had vanished, replaced by a pair of angry glares. This made Lord Changxin feel somewhat wronged, as he hadn't uttered a single word from beginning to end.

Sensing Xue Ji's determination, Zhao Qian found himself in a difficult position. Even if he used his power to seal Fei Xue Pavilion, it wouldn't matter if she didn't jump.

I've come here today to entertain Lord Naganobu!

"Since you can't dance in front of others, that's simple. Miss Yukihime will dance for Lord Naganobu alone!"

Zhao Qian suddenly had a new idea.

Yuki bowed again, her movements still as light and elegant as ever, but her words were somewhat impolite.

"Does Master Qian mean that Lord Changxin is not human?"

"If that is the case, Princess Yuki is willing to dance for Lord Naganobu alone."

???

Ying Jing felt like he was being caught in the crossfire of gossip.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end, how could he be dragged into this?

Lord Changxin frowned slightly, somewhat displeased.

However, Yukihime did not stop.

"Young Master Qian, as a prince of Zhao, how can you force the people of Zhao to perform a dance for Lord Changxin of Qin? Have you already forgotten the blood feud of the Battle of Changping?"

Good heavens, they were practically pointing their fingers at Zhao Qian and calling him a traitor!

This is like slapping Zhao Qian's face hard to the ground!

Of course, Ying Jing's face had already been almost completely slapped away.

However, it's not his place to investigate this matter.

Regardless of what gives this woman her confidence, this is the State of Zhao, and Zhao Qian will handle it.

Given his future status as the King of Zhao, it would be far too easy for Zhao Qian to deal with a mere dancer.

Zhao Qian was furious. It was an easy task to entertain Lord Changxin, but he had been repeatedly thwarted. How could he tolerate this?

But just as he was about to speak, Ying Jing finally spoke.

"Miss Xueji's dance is renowned throughout the world for its beauty. Why did you suddenly make such a decision? Could you please tell us?"

Ying Jing held Li Wu in his arms, and Li Wu held the black cat in her arms. He gently poured wine with one hand, and his face still had a faint smile on it, showing no anger whatsoever.

Bang!

The door to the private room was suddenly pushed open.

A purple-robed man, also with jade pendants at his waist, barged in, carrying a pot of wine in his hand.

"Yukihime, Yukihime... hiccup..."

A strong smell of alcohol wafted through the air.

"Hiccup, so Yukihime was here!"

Slightly drunk, the man in purple robes staggered up to Xue Ji.

"Young master, why are you so drunk? Quickly drink some tea to sober up."

Unlike her cold and tough attitude towards Zhao Qian and Ying Jing, Xue Ji was very concerned about this man in purple robes.

Ying Jing frowned.

"Who is this?"

At the table, Zhao Qian snapped his chopsticks in half, gritting his teeth as he said, "Former Crown Prince, Zhao Jia!"

Zhao Jia?

"You've only just arrived in Zhao, and you're already putting on a grand show for me?"

One after another, they take the stage?

Although Xue Ji had made a sarcastic remark earlier, causing him to lose face a little, Ying Jing suddenly found it quite amusing.

Hmm... these Zhao people I've met so far are all quite interesting!

"Yukihime...hehe..."

"The marriage certificate you wanted... I've written it... hiccup..."

Young Master Zhao Jia was clearly very drunk, and it seemed unlikely he would sober up anytime soon.

"Zhao Jia, I am here to entertain Lord Changxin of Qin. What is the meaning of your barging in?"

Zhao Qian roared angrily.

"Ah... it's Brother Qian... hiccup... you've come at the perfect time, help me... be a witness."

As Zhao Jia spoke, she even waved the silk ribbon in her hand.

"Disgraceful wretch! Guards, take Young Master Jia back immediately!"

Zhao Qian called out to the guards standing outside. This farce had already caused him to lose face, and he didn't want the commotion to continue.

However, Lord Changxin's interest had been completely piqued at this point.

"Wait a minute!"

Ying Jing smiled with narrowed eyes: "Did Miss Xue Ji decide to stop dancing in front of others because of Young Master Jia?"

Even though she didn't have a good impression of Zhao Qian and Ying Jing who associated with him, Xue Ji still respectfully said, "That's right. Xue Ji only wishes to be a good wife and mother from now on and no longer show her face in public. Please don't blame me, Lord Changxin and Prince Qian."

Ying Jing smiled calmly: "The Analects says, 'A gentleman helps others achieve their goals, while a petty person does the opposite.'"

“Young Master Qian, now that Miss Xue Ji has found her home, there’s no need for us to act like petty people today.”

As they spoke, Ying Jing had already taken the silk marriage certificate from Zhao Jia's hand.

"With the three letters and six rites, he has been betrothed as the principal wife. It seems that Young Master Jia is truly sincere."

The smile on Jing Dashan's face had become even wider.

"It's a pity that the marriage certificate is missing a witness. I suppose Young Master Jia can't invite King Zhao. Young Master Qian, why don't we be gentlemen and help each other out today?"

Zhao Qian wasn't stupid; his eyes lit up, and he immediately understood Ying Jing's meaning.

Zhao Qian gave Ying Jing a grateful look and laughed, "Lord Changxin is absolutely right. Today, we should help him achieve his goal!"