Dressing as Ziwei makes the Qing Dynasty more powerful

The mess on the floor not only shocked Li Yu, but also shocked everyone else present.

Especially those military generals, even though they have martial arts skills, they cannot create cracks on such a thick table with one palm, let alone turn it into powder. If they have such ability, why would they worry about not being able to fight ten people alone on the battlefield?

Everyone stared at the emperor with envy, but no one dared to speak out. After all, the queen was pregnant with the legitimate son of the Qing Dynasty. Someone actually wanted to harm him. This was simply treason! The emperor was in a rage at the moment. Who would dare to easily touch his anger?

"Today's banquet ends here." Qianlong waved his sleeves and pulled the queen out of the hall.

The sky outside had already turned completely dark, with only a faint moonlight shining through, shrouding the entire palace in a hazy beauty.

Ziwei walked alone along the long palace corridor. The vermilion walls seemed like witnesses to history, recording countless secrets and news from the palace. She remembered a news report from a previous life that claimed many people had seen the ghosts of several palace maids walking along the walls of the Forbidden City... So, how many beautiful women were buried within this vast palace?

She must make the Qing Dynasty strong before that period of history begins, and must not let innocent people fall into dire straits.

Fu Kang'an wore a faint smile, his gaze tenderly fixed on the girl approaching. Moonlight shone on her, illuminating her graceful and moving figure. However, compared to her time outside the palace, her expression seemed to have lost its relaxed and at ease. Suspicious, Fu Kang'an couldn't help but wonder if she had encountered some kind of trouble in the palace.

At this moment, Ziwei's thoughts had already drifted far away, immersed in plans for the future. However, as she was lost in thought, she accidentally bumped into the arms of the person in front of her. She clutched her aching forehead, tears welling in her eyes. How could this person's body be so strong?

"I'm sorry, I accidentally bumped into you." Ziwei apologized softly.

"Princess, you are too kind. It's because my body is too hard that you got hurt. It's all my fault." A smiling voice came from above her head. Ziwei raised her head and found Fukang'an looking at her with a smile.

Hearing his words, Ziwei felt a strange feeling in her heart. It seemed like he was driving, but she had no evidence. She glared at him fiercely and said coquettishly, "Why is General Fucha running to the inner palace instead of staying at home? Aren't you afraid of being gossiped about?"

Fu Kang'an chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a sly look in his eyes explained, "The princess's memory seems to be not very good. I am here to pursue the princess by order, and I also have the responsibility to protect her."

The smugness in his tone made Ziwei feel a little itchy. Why did Qianlong lose his mind again? Agreeing to his requests was simply telling the world that she and Fu Kang'an were just lovers whose relationship had not yet been confirmed.

"Fukang'an, if you want to marry me just because I'm an immortal cultivator, I will never agree." Ziwei widened her eyes, looked at him angrily, put her hands on her hips, and said with a firm face.

"No." Fukang'an shook his head, the smile on his face still there.

"You want to marry me because I'm a princess?" Ziwei frowned and asked in confusion.

"There are more than one princess in the palace." Fu Kang'an shrugged, looking disapproving.

"Because I'm the prettiest?" Ziwei tilted her head, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.

Fukang'an leaned close to her ear and whispered softly, "It is indeed very beautiful, but I am not that superficial." His breath gently brushed Ziwei's ears, making her heart beat faster.

After saying that, he took two steps back, staring at Ziwei with a firm gaze, and said seriously: "When we were outside, I had already fallen in love with the princess. Every word I said came from the bottom of my heart. If you don't believe it, I am willing to swear to the sky. If I break the oath of being together for a lifetime, then let my cultivation of immortality be fruitless, be struck by lightning, and eventually die a miserable death!" As soon as the words fell, an invisible contract suddenly shot out from above Fukang'an's head and rushed towards the sky.

Ziwei couldn't help but exclaimed: "It turns out that cultivators really can't make oaths casually. Once they breach the contract, the law of heaven will enforce it. Fukang'an, you...it will be too late for you to regret it in this lifetime." She widened her eyes and looked at the gradually disappearing contract in surprise.

Fu Kang'an's eyes flashed with surprise. He hadn't expected the cultivator's oath to take effect so quickly. It turned out that cultivators weren't completely unrestrained; they too were subject to certain constraints imposed by the laws of nature. Indeed, if cultivators were unrestrained, given their immense power, the world would have long since fallen into chaos.

Hearing Ziwei's exclamation, he chuckled softly, his lips curled up slightly, and reached out to hold her soft little hand. Feeling the tender touch, it was as if an electric current ran through his body, making him feel comfortable and numb. He looked at her affectionately, his eyes filled with determination and tenderness: "Chen'er, I will never regret the oath I made today. I will never let you go."

Such a promise made Ziwei feel flustered. She had never experienced the taste of love, but through the information spread in later generations, she knew that the so-called love at first sight was often just a superficial attraction, and after the passion, it was difficult for feelings to withstand the test of time and would often end in a breakup.

She broke free from Fu Kang'an's hand, a blush spreading across her face as she angrily shouted, "You lecher! How dare you touch me in the palace? You don't care about your reputation, but I do! Besides, who allowed you to address me so affectionately?"

Fu Kang'an looked at his empty hand, feeling a sense of loss. However, he understood the principle of "too much is as bad as too little". He had already given her enough stimulation tonight. If he continued to pester her, she might become disgusted. So, he decided to let it go for now. They had a long way to go.

So he bowed to her quickly and said, "Princess, this is all my fault. I will obey your orders if you want me to be punished."

Ziwei rolled her eyes at his smooth talk, looking him up and down with a sneer, "Could that cold-blooded General Fucha be possessed by some wandering ghost? If the people in the barracks saw that the general they obeyed was like this, I wonder how disappointed they would be."

Fu Kang'an stood up straight, "The one standing before you is not a cold-faced general, but a man who is pursuing you. The princess likes the servant's behavior, so I will try my best to pretend in front of you?"