Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

After finishing her dance, Jiang Hongling was about to leave, but after Lu Zhan's suggestion, she seemed to want to stay a little longer.

The ministers, who were still eager for more, naturally gave their full support, as they also wanted to continue watching Jiang Hongling's dance.

“Commander Lu is right. Miss Jiang should dance another song.”

"That's right, it has once again broadened our horizons."

……

The crowd echoed their sentiments, their blatant stares practically devouring Jiang Hongling alive.

"This humble woman..." Jiang Hongling said softly, biting her thin lips.

You could tell what she was thinking just by looking into her murderous eyes.

"Miss Jiang's foot injury has just healed, so it is not advisable for her to dance again."

Lin Ping spoke before Jiang Hongling could.

This is true. Even if Lin Ping's medical skills are superb, it is impossible for Jiang Hongling to recover immediately. She will need at least five days of rest.

The king's face showed a hint of anger, and he narrowed his eyes, saying, "Does the young physician Lin lack confidence in his medical skills? I feel that Miss Jiang has already recovered."

He was a king, high above all others; how could he possibly care about the physical condition of a dancer?

Even if Lu Jie hadn't said it, he would have made the same request; this ethereal dance was truly breathtaking.

If it weren't for his ambition to govern diligently, he might have kept Jiang Hongling in the palace forever, letting her waste away.

It's a rare occasion for a birthday celebration, so it's only fair to let her dance one more time.

"Thank you for your kind offer, Your Majesty. I am willing to dance another song," Jiang Hongling replied coldly.

She wasn't afraid of the king just now, and she won't be afraid of him now. The reason she compromised was because she didn't want Lin Ping to take the blame.

He was, after all, a citizen of Yue, and his every move was under the control of the king.

If you offend the king, your good days will come to an end.

After speaking, Jiang Hongling rearranged her dance posture, and the musician began to pluck the strings again.

She didn't want to stay a second longer, much less be looked at by those lewd eyes for another second.

"Wait a minute, dancing alone is so boring. Why don't I dance with Miss Jiang?"

Lu Jie walked up to Jiang Hongling in a sly manner, finally revealing his true colors.

His appearance shocked everyone, and everyone understood his intentions.

When two people dance together, physical contact is inevitable. Moreover, Lu Jie has been planning this for a long time, and who knows what he might do later.

"Lord Qianhu is right. Although Miss Jiang's dance is beautiful, it is too soft and lacks a balance of strength and gentleness. Paired with Lord Qianhu's agile figure, the combination of strength and gentleness creates a very good effect."

“Our Wu Kingdom has always been known for its bravery. If we only have such delicate dances, wouldn’t we be laughed at? We should add both strength and gentleness.”

"I humbly request Your Majesty's permission."

Lu Jie was the son of a great general, and everyone fawned over him.

Now that Lu Jie needs their support, how could he miss the opportunity to curry favor?

The king's eyes were dark and uncertain as he looked at Lu Jie with disdain.

The king felt guilty thinking that Xia Linglong had almost married such a scumbag, and he even felt grateful to the plague.

"Father..." Xia Linglong whispered a few words in the king's ear.

They mostly mean to slander.

Lu Jie is openly flirting with women in the imperial court. If this gets out, what will become of the emperor's dignity?

He glanced at Lu Zhan a few times, noticing that the man was drinking in moderation, even looking somewhat expectant.

In other words, Lu Jie's actions were with his consent.

"Very well then, I'll trouble you, Minister Lu, to bring me a unique dance."

The king finally nodded helplessly. If he wanted to be on good terms with Lu Zhan, he had to show some sincerity.

Lu Zhan is a general of the current dynasty. What kind of women hasn't he seen? How could he be so infatuated with Jiang Hongling?

The reason Lu Jie was asked to do this was to test the king's sincerity and whether he would be willing to sacrifice his dignity to meet his demands.

He gave a cold, contemptuous laugh.

After receiving permission, Lu Jie sneered and walked up to Jiang Hongling, his large hands reaching out to touch her shoulders.

Jiang Hongling glanced at it with disgust, but remained unaffected and continued dancing.

"I'll join in the fun too."

Lin Ping, unwilling to see Jiang Hongling humiliated, stepped between the two, determined to stop Lu Jie's groping hands.

On stage, Xia Linglong's eyes turned cold, and she muttered to herself, "Would she risk her life for her?"

She knew very well what Lin Ping was capable of; she was afraid he couldn't even beat Lu Jie's arm.

Even if you're going to play the hero and save the damsel in distress, you should at least consider your own capabilities.

He's clearly asking for trouble.

Jiang Hongling was also somewhat surprised. She knew that Lin Ping was not as strong as Lu Jie, but a smile appeared on her lips, a heartwarming feeling.

"You brat, you're asking for it!" Lu Jie suddenly kicked out, landing right on Lin Ping's chest.

With the help of his right eye, Lin Ping could clearly see the direction and speed of his opponent's kick, but his clumsy body simply couldn't dodge it.

After flying five meters through the air, he crashed heavily to the ground, coughing violently several times, almost breaking his ribs.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Hongling immediately suppressed the upward curve of her lips, her entire face exuding a menacing murderous aura.

Lu Jie felt a chill run through his body and, without realizing it, reached out to touch Jiang Hongling's fragrant shoulder.

He not only successfully touched her shoulder, but she also offered her hand.

"An actor is an actor; they know how to throw themselves at someone."

Lu Jie said disdainfully, his hand constantly stroking the other person's slender, jade-like fingers.

Just as he was enjoying himself immensely, he suddenly felt a powerful force emanating from Jiang Hongling's palm.

His seemingly broad and powerful chest was squeezed into a ball like a sponge, constantly making a cracking sound.

Lu Jie was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat and quickly withdrew his hand.

Even his eyes turned to terror as he realized one thing: Jiang Hongling's martial arts skills were superior to his.

"Was it this leg that kicked Young Master Lin?"

Jiang Hongling stared coldly at Lu Jie's right leg, her toes leaving an afterimage in the air before she suddenly slammed her foot into his ankle.

"Crack!"

A crisp crack, the sound of bone breaking.

Lu Jie was in so much pain he almost screamed, but fearing he would lose face, he could only try to run backward as far as possible.

Unfortunately, his martial arts skills were far inferior to Jiang Hongling's, and she could always move lightly and gracefully to his side.

Jiang Hongling's speed was so fast that it was imperceptible to the naked eye, leading people to mistakenly believe that she was playing in the water with Lu Jie.

Lying on the ground, Lin Ping stared in disbelief. With the help of his right eye, he could clearly see every movement Jiang Hongling made, as well as the horrific state of Lu Jie's fractured bones.

"She's that powerful?" Lin Ping was terrified. In his eyes, Jiang Hongling was just a dancer, and had nothing to do with the words "highly skilled in martial arts".

After dozens of collisions, Lu Jie was completely disoriented, with most of his bones broken.

If Jiang Hongling hadn't made him stay standing, he would have collapsed weakly to the ground.

Bang!

As the music ended, Jiang Hongling kicked Lu Jie, sending him flying and breaking two of his ribs instantly.

He swallowed the blood that was in his mouth.

He is a martial arts graduate and the son of a great general. If the news of him being crippled by a dancer were to spread, wouldn't he become a laughingstock?

The previous movements were not noticeable to the public, but this kick was quite obvious.

In other words, Jiang Hongling was beating Lu Jie?

This news is incredibly explosive.

Lu Zhan's eyeliner turned black; he hadn't expected this to happen.

How could the frail Jiang Hongling possibly kick Lu Jie away?

Has his son lost his mind? How could he be so completely unprepared?

Lu Jie was inwardly groaning; he wanted to be on guard, but his strength wouldn't allow it.

The king's face was equally cold. Although Jiang Hongling had been appointed as the Left Shaowu, beating Lu Jie in the court was a serious offense, even if it wasn't a capital offense, she would still be punished with caning until she was crippled.

clap clap clap!

"Brilliant, absolutely brilliant! Commander Lu's backup dancers immediately added a masculine touch to this feminine dance. The fact that he was deliberately kicked away by Miss Jiang at the end was to demonstrate the principle of overcoming strength with softness."

"Commander Lu is not only highly skilled in martial arts and possesses great talent and strategy, but he is also adept at educating soldiers. He is truly a rare and exceptional military talent!"

Lin Ping clapped as he spoke, his face full of admiration.

"It turns out that Commander Lu was deliberately faking it."

"I knew it! How could Commander Lu be no match for a dancer?"

"To demonstrate the principle of overcoming strength with gentleness, Commander Lu deliberately put on such a show, which is truly admirable."

"As expected of the son of a great general, he has shown great talent and ambition at such a young age. We admire him."

Everyone clasped their hands in admiration, saying they absolutely couldn't miss this opportunity to curry favor.

Lying on the ground like a dead dog, Lu Jie naturally didn't refute, and even thanked Lin Ping.

Serious injury is not terrible; at worst, you can rest in bed for a while.

Once one's reputation is ruined, there is no hope of redemption, and one will never have the chance to become a general again.

"Hahaha! That was truly spectacular!"

The king also laughed loudly:

"Minister Lu's intentions are commendable; hereby bestow upon him a thousand taels of gold."

"A thousand taels of gold?"

Everyone looked on with envy, but Lin Ping muttered to himself, "I'm afraid it won't be enough to cure the illness."

Jiang Hongling glanced at Lin Ping gratefully. If it weren't for his help, who knows what kind of trouble would have ensued.

Thinking back to what had just happened, she felt a pang of regret, realizing she had almost ruined the entire plan because of a moment of anger.

For this plan, she even went to Xiaoxiang Courtyard to work as a singer, enduring all kinds of cold looks.

Now, he is only being treated lightly by Lu Jie and dares not get angry because of it.

The other party should never have kicked Lin Ping; that was Jiang Hongling's Achilles' heel, and touching it would mean certain death.

Not killing Lu Jie on the spot was already a rational move.

Before the truth was revealed, Jiang Hongling quickly bowed and retreated.

Despite the pain, Lu Jie limped back to his seat, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

Seeing this, Lin Ping couldn't help but shudder; he felt sorry for Lu Jie.

"That's a bit too ruthless, breaking dozens of bones directly."

Lin Ping shook his head and inhaled sharply.

Besides that, Lin Ping was more concerned about Jiang Hongling's abilities.

That speed, that silhouette... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before.

"Could it be... her?!"

A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into Lin Ping's mind, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart once again.

If what he thinks is true, then this favor is quite substantial.