The tyrant empress is my wife, I am invincible and have been hiding

On his way to Jinling City, Dong Zhao had been asking for information about Ye Feng. He knew that Ye Feng was very young, but he didn't expect him to be so young.

Even though he had served as the Minister of Rites in the Great Xia Dynasty for decades and had seen many brilliant and shrewd people, he really couldn't imagine how such a young man could come up with so many shrewd strategies in his head for so many years. He was meticulous and calculated in every step.

"Lord Zhenguojun is really young and promising. No wonder he managed to pull the Song Dynasty back from the brink of extinction in just a few months. It's really shocking!"

Dong Zhao stood up, his old face covered with wrinkles. With a faint smile on his face, he walked forward a few steps and said with a smile: "Please take a seat!"

Ye Feng was not polite, he walked to the seat beside Murong Wan'er and sat down. Surprise flashed in the depths of his eyes, he felt very clearly that there were nine auras hidden around the attic. Those auras were hidden very deeply, if it were not for his perception ability, which exceeded the rules of the world in front of him, I am afraid that even a great master would find it difficult to detect.

The moment he sat down, he slightly raised his head and glanced around the attic. Dong Zhao was secretly surprised when he saw Ye Feng's action, thinking: "Did he find out? Impossible? There is no martial arts aura fluctuation on him, how could he find the nine people in the forest?"

When Murong Wan'er saw Ye Feng looking around, she stared at Dong Zhao inconspicuously. When she saw the other party's expression change slightly, she suddenly thought of something and her face became cold. As she had guessed, Dong Zhao's purpose of coming to Jinling City was not just to win over Ye Feng.

If he fails to win him over, Ye Feng will definitely be killed.

"Nine people in the woods?"

She took a deep breath. It was somewhat beyond her expectations that her father actually sent out nine people from the forest to kill Ye Feng.

Murong Wan'er stood up and gently moved her chair so that she was almost sitting side by side with Ye Feng. It was obvious that she was using herself to threaten Dong Zhao and the nine people in the forest.

She was so close to Ye Feng. If Dong Zhao and others dared to attack Ye Feng, they would definitely hurt herself. She wanted to see if Dong Zhao and others dared to attack her.

Dong Zhao looked normal, without revealing any trace of it, but the murderous intent in the depths of his eyes had become even stronger. He had not expected that Murong Wan'er, the most beloved and highly anticipated princess of the Great Xia Dynasty, would rather threaten himself with her own life in order to protect Ye Feng in front of her.

“This bottle of wine belongs to our Great Xia Dynasty’s Emperor. He has treasured it for decades and was reluctant to take it out. He specially ordered me to bring it to Jinling City to entertain Young Master Ye. I am also benefiting from this opportunity!” Dong Zhao picked up the wine on the table. The aroma spread, and his face was filled with smiles, looking very happy.

Carefully pouring the wine, he lifted the glass in front of Ye Feng. On the table were several plates of top-quality yak meat, which smelled very good.

Seeing Dong Zhao being so cautious, both Murong Wan'er and Grandma Yu looked strange. In fact, they had seen the wine that Ye Feng brought out, and the color and aroma of the wine were very different. Especially after the two drank the wine that Ye Feng brought out, they felt that the wine of the Great Xia Dynasty was as light as water, with a pungent aroma, and had no taste at all.

Ye Feng looked at the wine in the glass in front of him with a look of disdain on his face, and said, "Your Majesty, it's too insincere to serve this kind of wine to your distinguished guests, isn't it?"

Dong Zhao knew very well that he had never tasted the wine he brought in the Great Xia Dynasty. Hearing Ye Feng belittling such a fine wine, he could not help but ask, "Does Master Ye really understand wine? Such a fine wine seems to be worthless in Master Ye's mouth. Isn't he pretending to know something he doesn't know?"

Murong Wan'er looked at Granny Yu beside her and said, "Go and get a bottle of wine that Master Ye gave me for Lord Dong to taste!"

"As ordered!"

Granny Yu turned around and went upstairs. Soon she came back with a bottle of wine, came to Dong Zhao, opened it, and poured a glass for Dong Zhao.

When Dong Zhao saw the wine in the glass and smelled the aroma, the anger on his face completely disappeared. He understood why Ye Feng looked down on the wine he brought, but he was full of doubts. You know, the wine of the Great Xia Dynasty is famous in Kyushu. Where did the wine in front of him come from? He immediately asked, "I wonder where this wine, Mr. Ye, comes from?"

"I brew it myself when I'm bored." Ye Feng did not hide it and said calmly.

"This……"

Dong Zhao didn't believe it at all. What a joke! At Ye Feng's age, it was impossible for him to brew such pure wine. He just thought that Ye Feng didn't want to tell him, and he didn't ask any more questions. After all, he still had the most important task.

"Master Ye, I know you are a smart man, and I will not speak in secret in front of others. With your talent, it would be a waste of talent for you to stay in the Song Dynasty."

"If you are willing to join the Great Xia Dynasty, His Majesty is willing to promise to make you a general and a marquis. At the same time, you and our Princess Taiping are a perfect match. His Majesty is willing to betroth his most beloved daughter to you. In the future, your offspring with the princess can inherit the throne."

Dong Zhao stood up, his expression and behavior excited. He knew very well that almost no one could refuse the conditions given by His Majesty the Emperor, and he really couldn't think of any reason why Ye Feng would refuse.

Murong Wan'er sat next to Ye Feng. She felt a little angry inside. Although she loved Ye Feng very much, she never expected that her father, who doted on her the most, would use her as a bargaining chip to recruit Ye Feng.

After all, they are children born into the royal family. How can they make their own decisions on matters such as marriage?

"Lord Dong and your emperor will probably be disappointed. I think the Song Dynasty is pretty good." He then looked at Murong Wan'er beside him, gently extended his hand, and without caring about Dong Zhao's expression, he rubbed Murong Wan'er's hair and said, "I am a seven-foot-tall man, and what I hate most is to trade with women. After all, the pattern of your emperor and Emperor Qin Wu is much weaker."

As Ye Feng's words rang out, murderous intent suddenly burst out from the depths of Dong Zhao's eyes, and the aura of the hidden "Nine People in the Forest" finally emerged.

They had followed Murong Boheng for decades and were loyal to him, but they never expected that the untrained boy in front of them would dare to humiliate their master like this.

"Dong Zhao, the nine people in the forest, if you dare to attack Young Master Ye, I will kill you all in the future, leaving no one alive!" Murong Wan'er's face was ferocious and murderous. She suddenly stood up with a ferocious expression, almost like a roar.

Ye Feng stood up and gently patted Murong Wan'er's shoulder, signaling her not to get excited, and teased: "Don't be so excited? You don't look pretty anymore."

"Ye advises you all not to act rashly, lest you come here alive but return dead." Ye Feng looked indifferent. He did not show any fear from beginning to end. Instead, he threatened Dong Zhao.

The nine people in the forest were all well-trained guards. Although they were very angry at Ye Feng for humiliating their master, they did not act rashly without Dong Zhao's order.

"Go back and tell Murong Boheng that if he wants to unify the Nine Provinces, don't mess with me. Otherwise, if he makes me unhappy one day, I will ride my horse across the plains and march my army to Weicheng, and he will have no chance!"

As he spoke, Ye Feng walked out of the attic calmly and confidently.

Dong Zhao's face turned pale. For some reason, his intuition told him that even if the nine people in the forest really took action, they would not be able to kill Ye Feng, so he did not give the order to attack.

"Master Dong, why don't you give the order to kill this boy?"

As Ye Feng walked out of the attic, nine figures appeared, wearing cloaks that covered their faces. Their hoarse voices were filled with anger. They didn't understand why Dong Zhao didn't order an attack on Ye Feng.