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

"It shouldn't be. This pot is really big and black." Han Fei shook his head helplessly, but he did not look discouraged. Instead, he had a fighting spirit. It was not his style to retreat when faced with difficulties. He, Han Fei, wanted to control ninety-nine percent of the people in the world.

"However, are you familiar with Yang Chong?" Han Fei put Ji Wuye's matter aside and asked about Yang Chong again because of his sister Honglian.

"Yang Chong, do you suspect Yang Chong?" Before Wei Zhuang could speak, Zi Nu already showed a look of surprise.

"No, why would I doubt him? I'm asking you if you know this person? To be honest, I found that my sister Honglian is very close to him now. You also know that as a brother, I always have to care about my sister and not let her be deceived by a man." Han Fei explained.

"Yang Chong and Princess Honglian are very close?" Zi Nu was stunned. Did Yang Chong change his target so quickly? And he already had someone at home. It was reasonable for him to pursue her when there was someone at home. But as for being involved with Princess Honglian, did he think that Han Wangan's knife could not cut anyone?

"Yes, I was sure that the way Honglian looked at Yang Chong was correct. Alas, my sister has grown up after all. How much do you know about Yang Chong?" Han Fei asked the two.

"You should ask this woman. She knows more about Yang Chong." Wei Zhuang said nonchalantly. He didn't know what Han Fei's words meant to him.

"Miss Zi Nu is familiar with Yang Chong?" Han Fei looked at Zi Nu in surprise, but it seemed normal after thinking about it. After all, Zi Nu's business was to welcome and see off guests.

"Wei Zhuang is more familiar with him and has known him for several years." Zi Nu turned her attention to Wei Zhuang.

"So both of you are very familiar with Yang Chong. Why didn't you tell me before?" Han Fei asked puzzled.

"Because some stupid woman is afraid." Wei Zhuang said with a calm expression, but there was no less sarcasm in his expression.

"Miss Zi Nu?" Han Fei looked at Zi Nu. There seemed to be a lot of inside stories here!

When Zi Nu saw Wei Zhuang exposing her shortcomings, her face became embarrassed, but Wei Zhuang underestimated her. He forgot that women are always petty, so Zi Nu directly said, "It seems that it is because of a certain incompetent man that I feel a little weak in front of him."

"So, what do you mean?" Han Fei's eyes moved back and forth between Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu's faces, his head was full of confusion.

"Let Wei Zhuang speak first. They met several years ago and even fought against each other." Zi Nu took the initiative.

"Brother Wei Zhuang." Han Fei looked at Wei Zhuang.

"I did meet him three years ago. He was still very weak then," said Wei Zhuang.

"If he was very weak then, does that mean he is very strong now?" Han Fei keenly grasped the other meaning in Wei Zhuang's words.

"Very strong."

"How strong?" Han Fei asked.

"Above me." Wei Zhuang recalled the scene where Yang Chong killed the Mohist master. He asked himself, if he were in the position of the Mohist master, he would not be able to withstand Yang Chong's last move.

“He is even better than Brother Wei Zhuang? I think he is still quite young?” Han Fei said in disbelief. Although he only regarded martial arts as a means to strengthen his body and never invested too much energy in practicing it, he still had some knowledge about martial arts. He knew how strong Wei Zhuang's martial arts was. But now Wei Zhuang said that Yang Chong's martial arts was better than his. He knew how proud Wei Zhuang was. Wei Zhuang's words were definitely not out of modesty, but could only be based on facts.

"This news seems very interesting." Han Fei raised his eyebrows. It was the first time he saw Wei Zhuang admit that he was weak.

"I'm afraid you won't find it interesting when you hear what I say next." Wei Zhuang sneered, very dissatisfied with Han Fei's gloating.

"What is it?" Han Fei was intrigued.

"He is from Night." Wei Zhuang said.

"This is really not good news." Han Fei smiled bitterly. There are not many masters in Xinzheng who can at least compare with Wei Zhuang, and these few people are all on Ji Wuye's side.

“But he may not be really loyal to Ji Wuye. He may have other intentions in joining Ji Wuye’s sect,” Wei Zhuang analyzed.

"Does he have another identity?" Han Fei became more and more curious.

"He is the descendant of the six tribes of Emperor Yan, the descendant of the Qi State of the Lu family, and the mortal enemy of the Nong family. Are these identities interesting?" Wei Zhuang revealed Yang Chong's background.

"So many identities? Even more exciting than my identity as a disciple of the Confucian master, the ninth prince of Korea, a frequent visitor to Zi Lan Xuan, and a good friend of Wei Zhuang." Han Fei said jokingly, but his expression was more solemn.

"Maybe I have to add the identity of Zi Nu's pursuer." Wei Zhuang looked at Zi Nu. This hateful woman had been laughing for a long time. She must be making fun of him. Is it funny that he can't beat Yang Chong?

"Is there such a story between Miss Zi Nu and Yang Chong?" Han Fei looked at Zi Nu in shock, he didn't know!

"Isn't it normal for a woman like me to have one or two suitors?" Zi Nu calmed her mind. Now she could treat Yang Chong normally.

"It's normal." Han Fei thought.

"There is an extremely beautiful woman by his side, so his pursuit of me can be regarded as a joke. He may just be doing it for fun." Zi Nu said indifferently. Now the problem fell on Han Fei, and it was Han Fei who had to worry about his sister.

But, which of his words was true? Why was he entangled with Princess Honglian again in the blink of an eye? However, maybe this is normal. A person like him sees the value of Princess Honglian, right?

"Can I understand that he has other intentions towards Honglian?" Han Fei asked.

"Why can't he just be lustful?" Wei Zhuang asked back.

"No matter what the reason is, I must keep Honglian away from him." Han Fei pondered. No matter what kind of person Yang Chong is, danger is a sign on him, so he must keep Honglian away from Yang Chong. After all, it is better to be safe than sorry.

Is Yang Chong lustful? Yang Chong doesn't think so. He thinks the one who is really lustful is Han Wangan.

In the harem of the Han Wang Palace, Yang Chong, who was brought back to the palace by Honglian, saw many beauties along the way. Han Wangan would enjoy it. Yang Chong had already experienced the beauty Hu. I wonder what kind of charm that Chao Nv Yao would have? But, could Han Wangan handle it?

Yang Chong shook his head, feeling the envy that every man would have for Han Wangan.

"I'm ready. What martial arts are you going to teach me?" Honglian, wearing a short dress, walked out of the bedroom, eager to try.

"Let me think about it." Yang Chong looked at Honglian in front of him. It's no wonder that Honglian, wearing short clothes, showed off her wealth as a princess. Her taut chest didn't show that she was only fifteen or sixteen years old. Especially on Honglian's body, he could also see a special color, pink.

The current Honglian is not yet Chilian, and her whole body exudes a pink and tender color, from inside to outside.

"Still need to think? You must teach me the strongest martial arts." Honglian ordered. As a Korean princess, the martial arts she practiced could only be the strongest martial arts.

"Who gave you the confidence and the most powerful martial arts?" Yang Chong looked at Honglian with disdain. This little red flower was too naive. She had never been beaten. She really thought that everyone would give face to Han Wangan.

"I want to learn." Honglian seemed to use the same method that she used on Han Wangan on Yang Chong.

"Just learn this." Yang Chong flexed his fingers into claws and pressed them on the stone table in front of him.

"Is this considered martial arts? Are you kidding me?" Honglian came closer. Where's the explosion? Aren't powerful martial arts indestructible?

"You're lucky enough that you can practice it well." Yang Chong raised his palm, and five more holes appeared on the stone table. With Yang Chong's current skill, it would be effortless for him to pierce the stone table with the power of the Nine Yin Divine Claw.

"They were pierced? You used your fingers?" Honglian's eyes lit up and she looked at Yang Chong's palm with burning eyes. It was obviously just an ordinary palm, just a little bigger and the fingers a little longer than her palm, how could it be so powerful.

"Do you want to learn?" Yang Chong asked back.

"Learn, study, study." Honglian nodded repeatedly, being extremely well-behaved.

"Give me your hand." Yang Chong said.

"Here." Honglian stretched out her palm, which looked chubby, white, tender and soft.

Yang Chong grabbed Honglian's palm and squeezed it. A wisp of true energy merged into Honglian's palm, then flowed along the meridians between her palms, then spread to her arms, body, and finally gathered in her dantian, merging with her already existing but still weak true energy.

"Have you remembered how to circulate that strand of true Qi?" Yang Chong released Honglian's hand. This was the advantage of having a teacher. He didn't have to figure it out on his own.

"Remember." Honglian nodded. She knew some martial arts. Born into a royal family, the martial arts she practiced were not the best, but definitely not bad. So she had a basic understanding of martial arts, and she could understand Yang Chong's actions just now.

"Try it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Honglian held her breath and began to mobilize the true energy in her body to gather towards her arms, eventually gathering it into her fingers and palms, and directly grabbed the stone table in front of her, just like Yang Chong had just done.

"Ah! It hurts." The red lotus that was holding the stone table with his fingers sank half an inch into the table, but the smile on his face was wrinkled before it could fully bloom.

Chapter 118 Complex Relationship

Has Honglian always been so fierce? Yang Chong looked at Honglian who was blowing air towards his fingers in confusion. Was it because he had eaten his food elsewhere? Now Honglian seemed to have no brains at all.

"It hurts so much." Honglian looked at her red and swollen fingers and looked at Yang Chongdao with tears in her eyes. The physical pain made her hope for psychological comfort.

"You asked for it." Yang Chong rolled his eyes at Honglian. His IQ was so stupid that it was laughable.

"I've seen that you can do it, so I thought of giving it a try." Honglian said aggrievedly.

"How can you compare with my many years of practice? Practice internal skills first. After three months, you can think about external skills." Yang Chong said.

"Will it take three months? Isn't that too long?" Honglian covered her fingers. For a girl who was not even sixteen years old, three months was indeed a very long time.

"It's fast enough. Becoming a master cannot be achieved overnight. There are many people in the world who are more talented and work harder than you, but not everyone can become a master. Give me your hand." Yang Chong stretched out his hand to Honglian.

Just based on what Honglian did just now, if Yang Chong didn't help him, he would have been in pain for several days.

Honglian looked at the hand that Yang Chong stretched out in front of her and hesitated for a moment. Although she didn't know what Yang Chong was going to do, she still placed her little hand in Yang Chong's palm.

Yang Chong held Honglian's small hand. It seemed that because it was swollen, it became a little softer, so he pinched it subconsciously, causing Honglian to cry out, not knowing whether it was out of shame or pain.

Yang Chong wrapped Honglian's palm with his true Qi, which gradually merged into Honglian's skin and warmed her fingers that had swollen like carrots. Honglian moaned comfortably and stood up, looking down at Yang Chong who was sitting. She saw that Yang Chong's attention was on her hands. The feeling between her fingers and palms was hard to describe, and Honglian didn't know how to describe it either. But they eventually converged in her heart and turned into strands of tenderness intertwined together, which made Honglian feel an impulse.

What could Honglian do under impulse? She was never a timid person.

Honglian looked at Yang Chong, and took a step forward uncontrollably, getting closer to Yang Chong. As Yang Chong looked surprised, the hand that he had not held had already reached out to his shoulder.

In the next moment, Yang Chong felt that he was trapped in a soft place, and Honglian actually took the initiative to hug Yang Chong.

It has to be said that the young man in the village who only wanted to survive back then now has the ability to easily win the heart of a princess of a country.

However, Honglian is just a girl after all. A momentary impulse can make her very fierce, but when the impulse disappears, she will become very cute. So when Yang Chong's breath hit her heart, the little Korean princess woke up instantly and quickly let go of Yang Chong, her little face already as red as blood.

Yang Chong, who regained his freedom, sniffed, and there seemed to be a lingering scent of Honglian's milk in his breath. Although he had no intention of provoking Honglian, he still had the regrets that every man would have.

Although Honglian kept her head tilted and didn't dare to look at Yang Chong because of shyness, she kept glancing at Yang Chong's reaction out of the corner of her eyes. However, Yang Chong didn't react at all, which made Honglian disappointed and a little angry at the same time.

Why can you pretend that nothing happened? Honglian thought indignantly, but asking her to question Yang Chong at this time seemed too difficult for her.

For a moment, Honglian could only use her toes to hold the boots, wishing she could kick Yang Chong, but in the end she was reluctant to break free from Yang Chong's hand. The feeling between his fingers and palms at this moment made Honglian very intoxicated. Otherwise, she would not have made such a bold move just now.

Just when Yang Chong let go of Honglian, a woman led a group of palace maids and came from a distance. The leader was an old acquaintance of Yang Chong.

"Why are you here?" Honglian, who was originally upset because of Yang Chong, became angry instantly when she saw the person coming and questioned him.

"I'm here on the king's orders to bring you, Honglian, some food!" Facing Honglian's unkindness, Lady Hu didn't care at all. She still greeted him with a smile. She glanced at Yang Chong with her fox-like eyes, revealing a hint of intriguing meaning.

"Are you so kind?" Honglian glanced at Lady Hu. She didn't have a good impression of the vixen around Han Wangan.

In Honglian's opinion, her father was not a wise ruler, and a big reason for that was because of the two vixens, Concubine Hu and Madam Mingzhu.

"This must be Commander Yang from Sima Sect, right?" Lady Hu didn't care about Honglian's cold eyes and cold words, but turned her gaze to Yang Chong.

"What are you going to do? I remind you to be aware of your identity." Honglian quickly stood in front of Yang Chong, looking like she was protecting him.

"Honglian, why should you be so wary of me? Honglian, you are still young. You can't be so willful when dealing with men." Lady Hu smiled slightly. Although the little guy is difficult to deal with, he is not difficult to deal with.

"What do you mean?" Honglian, whose thoughts were exposed, instantly lost the arrogance of a princess, and was left with only guilty conscience.

"Honglian, you have grown up. You can't let others think you are a child anymore." Lady Hu pulled Honglian's hand. This time Honglian did not resist at all. Her weak spot had been found.

"Commander Yang, these are pastries that are only available in the palace. You can try them." Concubine Hu walked beside Honglian while looking back and said to Yang Chong.

"Lady Hu, please do as you please." Yang Chong said, his eyes already falling on the cakes neatly arranged by the palace maids. They looked very delicate. He could take them back to let Yan Lingji taste them. As for him? Compared to cakes, he was a pure carnivore.

"Why are you pulling me?" Although Honglian, whose weak spot was caught, did not dare to get angry with Lady Hu as she did before, she still showed some resistance.

"Do you like Commander Yang?" Lady Hu's words instantly made Honglian's resistance disappear.

Honglian was embarrassed and neither dared to admit it nor could she deny it. However, for some questions, a simple attitude is enough and they do not necessarily need to be answered. This was the case with Honglian at this moment, so Lady Hu already understood.

"To deal with men, you can't just use the princess's methods. That's for treating servants, not men." Concubine Hu said while pulling Honglian. This time Honglian was exceptionally well-behaved. Honglian knew Concubine Hu's methods of controlling men, so she hated Concubine Hu. But what if Concubine Hu was useful to her now?

"Then tell me what I should do?" Honglian said, holding back the heat on her face.

"The princess is a beauty. It would be easy for her to capture a man with just a little trick." Lady Hu said as she turned around to glance at Yang Chong. She saw that Yang Chong was still concentrating on studying the pastries on the table. Well, a countryman like Yang Chong should have never seen these exquisite things in the palace.

However, Yang Chong's indifferent attitude made Concubine Hu feel helpless. I have helped you so much, but you don't take it seriously. You still want to be a general. With this attitude, you are destined to be a gatekeeper.

At this moment, Concubine Hu just wanted to assist Yang Chong. No matter whether the last incident was an accident or a long-planned one, it was unforgettable for Concubine Hu. To her, Yang Chong was special after all. After all, on that night, Yang Chong left his mark on her. If Concubine Hu could help Yang Chong in some way, Concubine Hu would not mind helping out. Of course, there were many things that Concubine Hu would not do.

Although this little woman has her own sentimental side, she is also very clear that the foundation of her livelihood lies in Han Wangan, so she will not betray Han Wangan.

"Well, hum." Honglian nodded, and there was a bit of pride in her expression despite her shyness. She, Honglian, was also very beautiful, enough to attract the attention of any man, even Yang Chong was no exception.

"However, there are many beautiful women. How to become a beautiful woman who is unique to Yang Chong is a problem." Lady Hu guided Honglian's thoughts step by step.

"This?" Honglian was confused. She still couldn't react.

"In fact, every man is a child. They are easy to coax and also easy to deceive." Lady Hu went on. She wanted Honglian to take the bait completely and take the initiative to bite Yang Chong's bait. In the end, she would be hooked tightly and there would be no possibility of getting off the hook.

"Is this how you deceived my father?" Honglian felt that what Lady Hu said made sense, but she felt unwilling to accept Lady Hu's approval. Therefore, she spoke with a bit more toughness and started to fight back at a tricky angle.

"Honglian thinks the king doesn't know that I'm lying to him?" Honglian's words made Lady Hu's expression pause, but she reacted immediately.

"If he knew, he would have recognized your true identity long ago. How could he still be bewitched by you?" Honglian said unhappily. She couldn't bear to see her father being bewitched by a few women.

"Honglian, you are wrong. The king is such a great man, he cannot see through my methods. He just likes what I say. Those words can make him happy, so why can't I say them?" said Lady Hu.

"Then why does father still believe you?" Honglian asked puzzledly.

"Because I am a woman, the king only wants to hear nice words from me. As for whether those words are true or false, the king does not care. Only when facing the ministers in the court, the king wants to hear the truth. What the king needs from me is happiness, nothing else is important." Lady Hu explained.

"A devious way." Honglian snorted coldly without commenting.

"Although they are unorthodox ways, they are useful. Do you want to listen, Honglian?" How could Lady Hu, who had already become a spirit, not see that Honglian was just being stubborn.

"I'll just listen so that I can remind him in the future to prevent him from being deceived by other women." Honglian hummed and said half-truthfully.