When I was in Qin Dynasty, I really didn't want to make progress

"Maybe he is the one who can change our fate." Mo Ya pondered, then shook his head. He felt that he was overthinking. Their fate had already merged with the night, so how could it be changed?

"It seems that you killed too many people last night. Go back and have a rest." Bai Feng sneered. In the previous moment, he actually saw an innocence in Mo Ya that he had never seen before.

"That's exactly what I meant. We will have a lot of troubles in the coming period of time." Mo Ya laughed. As the executor of the ghost soldiers' robbery case, he would be in trouble when King Han's people came to investigate. During this period of time, he had assassinated several officials in charge of the case. He couldn't tell how many more people he would have to kill next.

The dead bird returns to the cage, but the lively bird is about to jump out.

At Sima Gate of the Han Palace, Yang Chong looked at Honglian as if she were a silly child from a landlord's family. Just now, Honglian ran here happily from the depths of the palace, with a look of pride on her face as if she had pulled off a successful prank. Now, maybe she was tired from running, or maybe she was too excited, her whole body turned into a trembling rabbit.

"This is an order from our father. Do you want to disobey him?" Honglian waved the imperial edict in her hand and said to Yang Chong in an arrogant tone. This time, it was her father who was behind her. Yang Chong could ignore her, a princess, and dare to openly defy the king's order?

"Are you sick?" Yang Chong said speechlessly. Although Honglian was very cute now, with round and pink cheeks, he was not a stuffy man like Wei Zhuang. He had no interest in little Lolita. What's more, he came to Korea to make money and get people, but he had no interest in getting entangled with this Korean princess.

"What do you mean?" Honglian's eyebrows were raised when she heard this. Why was Ji Wuye's lackey so arrogant? How dare he...

"I think the princess doesn't look well, and it seems that her blood is a little weak." Yang Chong changed the subject and said, "Just be patient for now, after all, this is Honglian's territory."

"You're mistaken. I'm fine." Honglian had forgotten Yang Chong's disrespect at this moment. She only felt guilty at this moment. Under the wide skirt, her two white and tender legs subconsciously tightened together.

It seemed to be a psychological effect. Honglian always felt that something was about to come out.

"Hey, this is what the princess is talking about. Are you going or not?" The guilty Honglian saw the imperial edict in her hand and came to her senses. Today she had to pick up her brother Han Fei, whom she had not seen for many years, and by the way, teach Yang Chong, a minion under Ji Wuye, a lesson. That's why she went to her father Han Wangan to ask for the imperial edict. She couldn't be fooled by Yang Chong.

"Go." Yang Chong said.

Honglian, who thought Yang Chong would refuse, opened her mouth. The tongue that was eager to force Yang Chong trembled, and finally she could only lick her lips pretending to be relaxed. She was so angry. The words she had thought of all night to teach Yang Chong a lesson were now of no use. Honglian just felt a little stuffy in her chest.

"Then let's go." Honglian snorted coldly, took arrogant steps, and walked away angrily in her pink boots.

Yang Chong called his deputy, gave him a few instructions and then followed him. In Yang Chong's opinion, it was not a loss no matter how you looked at it, to be deserted openly.

The harem of the King of Han's palace.

"Did Honglian leave the palace?" Han Wangan, who was exhausted recently because of the ghost soldiers' robbery of pay, rubbed his forehead and asked the beautiful lady Hu beside him.

"The palace maid who came back said that the princess has left the palace under the protection of Commander Sima Men." Concubine Hu stood behind King Han An, stretched out her small hand and massaged his shoulders.

"I remember that you and Honglian have always been at odds. Why do you think of speaking for Honglian today?" Han Wangan sighed contentedly. Lady Hu knows how to serve others, especially since she is Han Wangan's confidant.

"I am not speaking for the princess. I am speaking for the king." Lady Hu said with a smile, her voice soft and slow, with a hint of coquettishness.

Unfortunately, Han Wangan was unmoved by what he heard, and just asked calmly: "Then tell me, how do you consider me?"

"Yang Chong, the commander of the Sima Sect, is the general's confidant, so the general placed Yang Chong in such an important position. However, can the trust between people really last forever?" said Lady Hu.

"What do you mean?" Han Wangan's heart moved. He was also good at playing with people's hearts and had heard another meaning in Lady Hu's words.

"On the one hand, Yang Chong can indeed protect Honglian's safety by acting as Honglian's bodyguard. After all, anyone who is favored by the general must be very skilled in martial arts. On the other hand, what will the general think if he sees that Yang Chong has become Honglian's bodyguard?" Lady Hu explained.

"Are you using my Red Lotus as a tool?" Han Wangan murmured, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

To Han Wangan, Yang Chong was just a small figure, but this small figure was a thorn in his heart. Ji Wuye openly promoted a wanted criminal who had killed an official to the position of Sima Gate Commander, so that the ministers could see Yang Chong every time they went to court. They saw Yang Chong, the Sima Gate Commander who had slapped him in the face, and saw that he could only pretend to be confused under Ji Wuye's coercion.

Every time the civil and military ministers of Han State saw Yang Chong at Sima Gate, they would recall the time when King An of Han was slapped in the face by General Ji Wuye.

King Han An was helpless against Ji Wuye, so all his resentment was transferred to the small-time figure Yang Chong.

"I dare not. I just want to share the king's worries." Hearing the unfriendly tone in Han Wangan's voice, Concubine Hu hurriedly walked up to Han Wangan and knelt down.

"Considering that this is your first offense, I will not pursue the matter this time. If there is a next time, you'd better take care of yourself." Han Wangan said coldly and left.

Han Wangan was very angry at this time. Concubine Hu actually used Honglian, but Concubine Hu was a very special woman to him. Although there were not thousands of beauties in the harem, there were still hundreds of them. Why did he favor Concubine Hu and Madam Mingzhu alone? You know, even the most beautiful beauties would become aesthetically fatigued after spending a long time with them, but Concubine Hu and Madam Mingzhu had been able to keep their favor for more than ten years, just because they were special to Han Wangan.

Madam Mingzhu is proficient in pharmacology, which is what Han Wangan needs physically, while Concubine Hu can hide a secret for Han Wangan, which is what he needs spiritually.

In the Palace of King Han, no prince or princess has been born for more than ten years since Honglian was born.

"I respectfully bid farewell to the king." Lady Hu bowed her head to the ground, pressed her forehead tightly against the back of her hand, but a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

My dear, I can only help you to this extent. You must seize the opportunity. Honglian is a very easy to deceive. You only need to pay a little attention to defeat her. If you really want to become a general, Honglian will be a very important helper for you.

When Lady Hu raised her head, the smile on her lips had disappeared, and there was a hint of resentment in her expression.

The last time she lost her virginity to Yang Chong, she felt uncomfortable for several days and was almost torn apart. When Lady Hu thought of this, her pretty face turned red. She hated her sister for being so out of tune and having an affair with someone. She also blamed Yang Chong for not being gentle with women and only torturing them.

Alas, I don't know if he noticed it. Thinking of the three days of pain she had, Lady Hu frowned slightly, and her legs under her skirt twisted together uncontrollably. Some things are fine if you haven't experienced them, and you won't think about them. But once you have experienced them, it is very difficult to forget them, and they stir your heart all the time.

Alas, I can't let the king down any more. Although he is ill due to the witchcraft of Baiyue, he has been very kind to me all these years. I can't let my imagination run wild any more. Lady Hu sighed, thinking that she was too bad and too shameless, but people are inherently evil!

Yang Chong naturally didn't know that he had received assistance from the harem of King Han's palace. If he knew, he would probably just laugh it off.

He never thought that what he said was just to support his image, but Lady Hu actually believed it.

Chapter 112 Han Fei: Something is wrong with my sister

Han Wangan and Honglian seemed to be very confident in Yang Chong's martial arts. This time when Honglian went out of the palace to pick up Han Fei, she only let Yang Chong follow her, instead of bringing a team of guards with her.

When she first left King Han's Palace, Honglian was still a princess, taking small and dignified steps, so gentle. But as she walked further and further away from King Han's Palace, Honglian slowly returned to her true nature, running and jumping along the way, and would go up to take a look at every stall she saw.

If she were a girl from an ordinary family, she would probably just look at it, but Honglian was not like that. Although Han Wangan was very poor recently, he was not as poor as Honglian, so while shopping, Honglian's desire to shop was ignited.

No matter whether it is useful or useless, as long as Honglian thinks it is beautiful, fun and delicious, he will take it all.

Food was not so bad as Hong Lian could finish it in time as her little mouth almost never stopped eating. But the food that could not be eaten had to be piled on Yang Chong. Before they had even toured half of the prosperous Xinzheng, Yang Chong's body was already piled with all kinds of miscellaneous things.

Honglian bought another silk scarf, and then looked at Yang Chong out of habit, to see if there was any place on Yang Chong's body where she could stuff things. However, after looking for a long time, she found that both of Yang Chong's arms were already filled with packages one after another, and there seemed to be no place to stuff anything.

But this time when Honglian left the palace, besides picking up her brother Han Fei, another important purpose was to torment Yang Chong to vent her resentment. How could she let Yang Chong go easily?

"Open your arms." Seeing that Yang Chong had no idea where to start, Honglian thought for a while and came up with what she thought was a good idea.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Chong said with his arms open, with impatience in his heart. Honglian's unruly nature might be cute to those who like her, but Yang Chong was not interested in the daughter of Han Wangan, so in his eyes, this Princess Honglian was just annoying.

"I'll add something for you. What? Do you dare to disobey this princess?" Honglian said in a vicious voice. She had already come in front of Yang Chong and stood on tiptoe to tie the scarf around Yang Chong's neck.

In Honglian's opinion, tying a woman's silk scarf around Yang Chong and letting him walk on the streets of Xinzheng would definitely make him look very ugly. As long as it was something Yang Chong didn't like, she, Honglian, liked it.

"Disobedience? This girl is becoming more and more addicted." Yang Chong was unhappy, but he could only let it go. Now was not the time for revenge.

Seeing Yang Chong's reluctant but helpless look, Honglian was very happy and happily tied the scarf around Yang Chong's neck.

However, Yang Chong was much taller than her, and even if she stood on tiptoe, she still could not do it. She could only stick as close to Yang Chong as possible. At first, Honglian was immersed in the joy of her successful prank and did not feel anything. But when she really tied the scarf around Yang Chong's neck, she realized that she was now completely pressed against Yang Chong's arms, and her clothes were even stuck to Yang Chong.

The sudden distance startled Honglian, and she realized that the distance between her and Yang Chong was too close. The hot air exhaled by Yang Chong hit her face and neck. The hot and humid feeling made Honglian's heart beat violently several times. It was a strange yet forbidden breath.

Yang Chong was slightly startled by the shy look that Honglian revealed in an instant. Suddenly, he felt that although this pink and tender little Honglian was green, it already had a sweet scent.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here." Honglian, who was angry and embarrassed because of the sudden throbbing in her heart, glared at Yang Chong, grabbed the silk scarf around Yang Chong's neck and was about to lead Yang Chong away.

In an instant, the slight good impression Yang Chong had for Honglian completely disappeared, and was replaced by intolerance. Honglian, who was unruly and willful and did not treat others as human beings, had the same hateful quality as Han Fei and others, that is, arrogance.

Yang Chong, feeling disgusted, was too lazy to cooperate with Honglian anymore. He simply clasped his arms together and held Honglian tightly in his arms.

"How dare you! What are you going to do?" Honglian didn't react until Yang Chong completely closed his arms.

"What do you think I'm going to do? I've tolerated you for so long. Do you really think you can do whatever you want just because you're a princess?" The package Yang Chong was holding in his hand and hanging on his arm directly buried Honglian in it. At this time, outsiders could no longer see Honglian's upper body.

"I'm warning you, I'm a princess. If you dare to do anything against me, I'll let my father chop off your head." Honglian would rather lose the battle than the person. Even though she was already in a panic at this moment, her cherry lips were still stubborn and she spoke aggressively.

"Ha, you seem to be completely unaware of your current situation." Yang Chong sneered and directly blocked Honglian's chattering lips and tongue. As for what he used to block her, of course it was tooth for tooth.

"Woo woo." Honglian's eyes widened and she was unable to react for a moment. It was not until a tongue appeared in her mouth that she realized what had happened, but it was too late.

Honglian originally thought that she was teasing Ji Wuye's lackey, but she never expected that the lackey was not a lackey, but a tiger, a man-eating tiger.

Honglian struggled violently, but her little bit of strength was nothing compared to Yang Chong. It was insignificant and her so-called struggle was just in vain.

When Yang Chong let go of Honglian, she had turned into a limp ball and fell in Yang Chong's arms, breathing in big gulps of air while dizzy. Just now, she was almost suffocated to death.

As oxygen entered her blood, Honglian slowly regained consciousness. She had just been forcefully kissed, and the strange smell still lingered on her taste buds, constantly assaulting her mind.

"You, I will let my father chop off your head." Honglian said angrily, her eyes red, she was both ashamed and angry.

"Are you sure?" Yang Chong looked at Honglian. There were some methods he was reluctant to use on a woman, but Honglian insisted on coming to him, so Yang Chong had no need to show mercy to her.

"I must kill..." Honglian said irritably, but he could not continue speaking. The shame and anger in his eyes gradually turned into confusion, and in the confusion slowly turned into a smile, and in the smile he gradually immersed himself in tenderness.

Why do I make things difficult for him? Because he ignores me, and I am angry because he ignores me. Why do I care so much about his ignoring me? Because I like him?

Under the guidance of Yang Chong's soul-capturing technique, Honglian's thoughts have changed. Although she remembers everything and her memory has not disappeared, Yang Chong has added other things to her memory.

"I like him? That's why I keep making things difficult for him, hoping to attract his attention and let him focus on me?" Honglian looked at Yang Chong infatuatedly, with another meaning in her eyes.

"Then just now, was it me who took the initiative just now?" Honglian suddenly thought of this and didn't dare to look at Yang Chong anymore.

"Please respect yourself, Princess." Yang Chong pushed Honglian away and said righteously that he would let Honglian struggle with true and false memories from now on, as it was none of his business anyway.

"I..." The word 'self-respect' made Honglian react.

I took the initiative? Honglian, realizing the problem, instantly turned into a real little spark.

How could I do that? Honglian didn't dare to look at Yang Chong. At this time, in her subconscious mind, she had already regarded Yang Chong's words as the truth.

Thinking about how she had actually done such a thing in the street, Honglian felt that the passers-by looked at her with ridicule, mockery, and even contempt.

"Let's go quickly." Honglian whispered, not daring to stay for a moment, and fled in panic.

"Why bother?" Yang Chong looked at Honglian's back as he fled in a panic and shook his head sympathetically. He was obviously just a newbie, yet he insisted on challenging difficult things.

Compared to Honglian's embarrassment, Han Fei was much more cheerful at this moment. Having been away from home for many years, he looked at everything around him that was familiar, the familiar buildings, the familiar voices, with a smile on his face.

Although Xinzheng is not the best city, it is his hometown, and he will make it a better place.

There will be many challenges ahead, but I will never back down. Han Fei looked at Xinzheng in front of him with love in his eyes.

"Honglian?" Han Fei's sight swept across the figures, and finally stopped on a strange yet familiar figure.

The pink palace dress, the chubby little face, and the familiar eyes, although there have been great changes compared to the little girl back then, the familiarity that came from the blood still allowed Han Fei to determine the identity of the girl in front of him at first sight.

"Brother." Honglian smiled sweetly when she saw Han Fei, but she was a little absent-minded because of what happened just now. Although she was still happy to meet her closest brother after a long separation, she did not rush to him at the first time.

Seeing this red lotus in Han Fei's eyes, the ninth son of the Korean nation felt a little disappointed, but it was only a fleeting feeling, and was soon replaced by another feeling: My sister has grown up, and is no longer the little girl who sticks to me all day long.

"What happened today? Now that you've grown up, you have worries too?" Han Fei walked up to Honglian, smiled and patted her on the head.

"What? You pat me on the head as soon as we meet. I'm already grown up." Honglian grabbed Han Fei's hand and complained.

"Even if you live to be a hundred years old, you are still my sister." Han Fei laughed. Only then did he find a familiar feeling from Honglian. This was his sister Honglian.

"A hundred years old? Wouldn't that mean I'll become an old woman? I don't want to live to be a hundred years old." Honglian curled her lips. Compared to a hundred years of life, beauty was obviously more attractive to her. While she was speaking, she couldn't help but look at Yang Chong beside her. What would Yang Chong be like at the age of a hundred?

Han Fei was very keen to notice the changes in Honglian's eyes, and then he noticed Yang Chong's existence. Originally, he only regarded Yang Chong as a guard beside Honglian, but Honglian's shy concern and concealment made Han Fei feel depressed.

There's something wrong with my sister!

Chapter 113 The person who took the blame is back

"Who is he? Which family does he belong to? When did such a person appear in Xinzheng?" The moment Han Fei saw Yang Chong clearly, these three questions emerged in his mind.

In Han Fei's eyes, Yang Chong was a heroic young man. If these alone were not enough to attract his attention, he became a disciple of Xunzi, and the people he interacted with were all mediocre. Even if Yang Chong was good-looking, it would not surprise Han Fei.

What really caught Han Fei's attention was Yang Chong's temperament. He was a guard who didn't look like a guard, and Hong Lian's strangeness seemed to be caused by him.

Han Fei looked at Yang Chong, and countless guesses flashed through his mind in an instant.

"Who is this?" Han Fei asked tentatively with a warm smile on his face.

"My name is Yang Chong, nice to meet you, Mr. Nine." Yang Chong bowed and gave his name directly. As for his official title? What is that?

"Yang Chong?" Han Fei was slightly stunned. He seemed to have heard of this name, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. Moreover, Xinzheng was South Korea, and there was no big Yang family. So his puzzled eyes fell on his sister Honglian.

Since he was brought by Honglian, there was no reason for Honglian not to know Yang Chong’s background.

"The commander of Sima Gate, I asked my father today to ask him to be my guard." Honglian muttered, but did not dare to look at Yang Chong.

Yang Chong did not push the soul-capturing technique to its full potential. After all, she was a princess of a country, and it was inevitable that someone in the palace would be able to see some clues. But Honglian's subconscious was still influenced by Yang Chong. Now she just thought that she liked Yang Chong, so she couldn't help but find fault with Yang Chong. This illusion made her unable to be willful in front of Yang Chong anymore.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong. I'm afraid it's not as simple as Commander Simamen." Han Fei's eyes fell on Yang Chong's hands. The packages one after another and Honglian's strangeness made him only half believe Honglian's words.

"Brother Han, we meet again." Just then, a carriage stopped beside Han Fei, the window was pushed open, and a face that Han Fei was unfamiliar with but familiar with appeared. It was Yan Dan, who was determined to leave Korea as soon as possible.

"Brother Yan?" Han Fei was also very surprised to see Yan Dan for the first time. Although he knew that Yan Dan was in Xinzheng last night and they both attended the Yibao Banquet at Qianlong Hall, he was in a hurry to leave at that time and did not have any conversation with Yan Dan. He never thought that they would meet again today.

But in Han Fei's sight, the smile on Yan Dan's face slowly froze, and then disappeared like snow in the sun. Not only was there no smile, but there was a hint of fear instead.

"Brother Han, I have something urgent to do today. If there is a chance in the future, we can meet again." Yan Dan closed the car window, and the carriage left without any hesitation.

"Huh?" Han Fei stared blankly at the departing carriage. What on earth had just happened?

Yan Dan is afraid? Am I seeing this right? Han Fei thought doubtfully. He believed that he was not seeing this wrong, but it was totally unreasonable.

Am I really that scary? Han Fei touched his face. It was still the same handsome face. How could it be so scary?

"Brother, what are you thinking about?" Seeing this, Honglian moved closer to Han Fei. She felt that her brother was acting weird. Was it necessary for him to touch her face so carefully?