Chapter 284 Freshmen
After Yan Dan escaped from Xianyang, the news naturally appeared on the desk of King Zheng of Qin. However, King Zheng of Qin did not care much about this news. Yan Dan was just a small character after all, even if he had the Mohist school behind him.

At this time, King Zheng of Qin only cared about two things, which were to capture Han Fei and destroy the State of Han.

In August of that year, 100,000 Qin troops launched an attack on South Korea.

The Qin army advanced rapidly all the way. The Han State, which already had a weak territory, was attacked by the Qin army and reached the city of Xinzheng in less than half a month.

During this process, Zhang Liang, who was hiding among the mountains and ridges, was discovered by Luowang and his way was blocked.

What appeared before Zhang Liang at this time was a Qin army of a hundred men in front and a group of assassins led by Luowang leader Zhao Gao behind.

Faced with such a situation, Zhang Liang rushed towards the Qin army's hundred-man team in front of him without much hesitation. There was no way to avoid it now, and the only option was to fight.

"Seeking death." Seeing Zhang Liang's actions, Zhao Gao did not pursue him. In the gorge at the bottom of the mountain, attacking a Qin army of a hundred men by himself was simply seeking death. Even he could not do it. What could Zhang Liang, who was not known for his martial arts, do?

Moreover, since Zhang Liang had already appeared, did that mean Han Fei was not far away? Zhao Gao felt relieved after realizing this. This task had to be completed after all.

However, the next scene shocked Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao only saw Zhang Liang thrust out his sword, and an invisible sword energy directly sank into the feet of the Qin army's hundred-man team. Just when he was still confused, he suddenly felt a vibration, as if the entire ground was shaking.

"What is this? The sword of King Chong of Qi?" Zhao Gao thought almost instinctively.

"Retreat." Zhao Gao quickly dodged to the back. King Chong of Qi's sword had already appeared, so how far could he be?

Even though Zhao Gao considered himself to be an extraordinary martial arts expert, and the Luowang assassins under his command were all experts capable of standing on their own, how could he let them face off against King Chong of Qi?

He still didn't dare to face Qi Wang Chong, a master who was good at fighting and almost inhuman.

At the moment Zhao Gao retreated, he saw that the Qin army's hundred-man team that was waiting in formation was in chaos. Cracks appeared under the soldiers' feet. The shaking and splitting of the ground shook the soldiers' formation. Some soldiers even fell into the cracks. If it were just this, it would not be enough to take their lives. At most, they would only break their hands and legs.

But because of the vibration of the ground, boulders were falling from all directions. These boulders falling from high places were not so gentle.

What was even more terrifying was that there was actually sword light refracted in the cracks. Those were sword energies that pierced the bodies of the Qin soldiers, leaving them riddled with holes. Amidst the blooming of blood and the screams that followed.

A Qin army of a hundred men was killed by a single sword.

"Master, is this the master?" Zhang Liang, who had killed his way through a hundred-man Qin army, looked back at the scene behind him. Even though he was the instigator, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

This sword was stored in Yang Chong's body, so its power was certainly not as strong as the one Yang Chong used himself. But even so, this sword already had such a power that was almost divine and devilish. If Yang Chong used it himself, how terrifying would the power of this sword be?

But now Zhang Liang didn't care about being shocked anymore. There were pursuers behind him, so he had to escape faster. He had already used one of the three swords, and now his whereabouts were exposed. The road ahead would only be more difficult, but he only had two chances left.

After experiencing a state of confusion and doubt, Zhao Gao analyzed the special condition of Zhang Liang and immediately followed closely. Moreover, because of Zhang Liang's special condition, he became more certain that Han Fei was ahead.

While Zhao Gao and Zhang Liang were chasing each other among the mountains, the Qin army began its siege of Xinzheng.

During the Qin army's siege of Xinzheng, Honglian also came to Linzi.

A palace in the Palace of King Qi was decorated with red and colorful decorations, giving the already luxurious palace an even more festive atmosphere.

From now on, this is Honglian's palace.

As Yang Chong walked among them, he seemed to have returned to Weijiazhuang in the past. Although there were many women around him, only Niu Shang had experienced a proper wedding, and that wedding was more exciting than joyful. This was the second wedding Yang Chong had experienced, and also the most normal one. For a moment, he really had a different feeling.

"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for many years. Do you still remember Madam Mingzhu from King Han's palace?" When Yang Chong turned into the inner hall, a black figure appeared in front of him. She bowed towards Yang Chong. Although her body was only slightly bent, her shoulders, back, waist, hips and two straight long legs showed an exquisite and graceful curve.

Such a beautiful back view, even without looking at her appearance, one can tell that she must be a beautiful woman. Even if her appearance is average, just this back view is enough to make any man fall in love with her.

At worst, you can come from behind!
"I don't remember Madam Mingzhu of King Han's palace, but I do remember the blue sea tide banshee of the night." Yang Chong helped up the beauty in front of him. Although this was the first time they met after many years, he was not surprised. After all, Yang Chong knew very well how much Honglian's dowry was and who were the people in it. You know, all of these will belong to him in the future.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the Chao Nv Yao?" Madam Mingzhu was quite surprised to hear this long-lost name. She hadn't heard this name for a long, long time.

"Of course I remember. Madam Mingzhu belongs to King Han's palace, but Tide Banshee belongs to me." Yang Chong looked at Madam Mingzhu, and the feeling of the past resurfaced in her memory. What's more, for most people, there are only wrong names but no wrong nicknames. The same is true for Madam Mingzhu.

"I have always belonged to the king." Madam Mingzhu stood on tiptoe and whispered in Yang Chong's ear, but her body was not close to Yang Chong, because she knew that she was not the heroine here tonight. The real heroine was Honglian, and she, as a supporting role, must not forget her identity. If she did not know her limits, not only would it create an extra layer of estrangement between her and Honglian, but she might also arouse Yang Chong's disgust.

Chao Nuyao is a woman with strong survival ability. Such a woman can quickly adapt to an unfamiliar environment.

This is how the Qi Palace is for Chao Nuyao. She has found a way to survive here. Chao Nuyao will never do anything like jealousy. Talking about love may be extremely important to other women, but for her it is just some seasoning in life. It makes her feel comfortable, but if it is gone, she will not feel anything.

As for what she wants, Chao Nuyao has had a clear positioning since she was a girl, that is power. However, it is not easy for a woman to have power in this world that belongs to men. In this way, she can only get the power she wants through men.

For the so-called power, she could enter the Palace of King Han when she was a teenager. Now, she came to the Palace of King Qi because she was unwilling to be lonely. However, compared with the Palace of King Han, which was just a tool for her to achieve her goals, the Palace of King Qi was a better choice for her. All her needs could be met here, including physical and emotional needs.

"Qi State has the sea, which is just right for raising a tide demon like you." Yang Chong patted the tide demon's face and walked directly towards the inner hall. Although the tide demon is a delicacy, tonight it belongs to Honglian.

"What a great place to stir up trouble." said the tide-witch.

"The Four Evil Generals of the Night can reappear." Yang Chong's voice was heard again, but Yang Chong's men had completely disappeared in the inner hall, where a little red flower was waiting for him, waiting for him to pick it.

Inside the inner hall, on the huge wedding bed, Honglian, dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress, sat there nervously, her two rosy little hands twisted together out of nervousness.

Although Honglian has been looking forward to this day for a long time, she is still nervous when this day really comes. A girl will be nervous when she walks to this day. This nervousness is due to the fear of the unknown, but more importantly, it is the concern about getting something she has been expecting for many years. If she didn't care, how could she be nervous?
As steady footsteps sounded in the inner hall, Honglian's back, which had been slightly limp due to sitting for a long time, straightened instantly, and her eyes, which were hidden under the veil, opened. She wanted to see Yang Chong through the veil, to see the master in front of her whom she had been thinking about for a long time.

Fortunately, this skull cap is not thick at all. Thanks to Korea's silk weaving technology, it is very light and thin. Through the thin skull cap, she can see Yang Chong walking towards her.

Compared with the last time they met more than two years ago, Yang Chong seemed to have not changed at all. He was still the same as before, with the same looks, familiar smell, and the eyes that had appeared countless times in her memory.

Through the hood, Honglian saw Yang Chong stretching out his palm towards her. The hazy scene instantly became clear. Not only did Yang Chong appear clearly in front of her, but her face also appeared vividly in front of Yang Chong.

Compared to her chubby face back then, Honglian is now a little thinner, but only a little bit. Her pretty face is still round and full of the youth and vitality that a girl of her age should have.

Yang Chong looked down at the Honglian in front of him. Although the Honglian in front of him did not have the charm of the Chi Lian in his memory, she had the delicateness and cuteness that were unique to Honglian, which was still pleasing to the eye. What's more, Chi Lian only belonged to Yang Chong's memory, but Honglian belonged to Yang Chong's reality. Yang Chong was very clear about the difference between them.

"Honglian." Yang Chong called softly.

"Master." Honglian responded with a low hum.

"Still calling me Master?" Yang Chong chuckled.

This laughter made Honglian blush when she heard it, but her nervousness disappeared a little. The Yang Chong in front of her was still the same Yang Chong. Although his identity had completely changed, she could still hear Yang Chong's tenderness towards her in his words.

"Husband." Honglian mustered up the courage to call out softly, but along with the voice she lowered her head, leaving Yang Chong with only a pair of pink, ingot-shaped ears.

"Where did the lawless Princess Honglian that I used to know go? Why is there only a shy little red flower left now?" Yang Chong sat down next to Honglian and held Honglian's small hand in his palm.

“How could I, it’s just, just…” Honglian, who was stubborn by nature, instinctively wanted to refute when she heard Yang Chong’s teasing, but when she met Yang Chong’s gaze, she thought of her identity again. She stammered a few times for a moment and couldn’t say more.

"But now you're a bride, you can't be so willful anymore?" Yang Chong teased.

"I'm grown up now, so don't look at me with old eyes." Honglian defended.

She also thought about her past willfulness: I wouldn’t have been very disliked back then, right?

"Have you grown up? Come, let me see where you have grown?" As Yang Chong spoke, his palm was already pressing on Honglian's shoulder.

"Me?" Honglian wanted to say something, but her lips were pursed nervously because of Yang Chong's next action. Yang Chong's palm had slid from her shoulder to her waist. The soft ribbon had been opened as Yang Chong's fingers pulled and teased it, and her wedding dress also fell off.

In a short while, with the help of five or six maids, the wedding dress that took half an hour to put on was peeled off by Yang Chong's hands, and Honglian's warm and smooth limbs were perfectly presented in front of Yang Chong.

There are many women around Yang Chong, each of them has their own merits and are first-class beauties. But when it comes to the beauty of skin, Niu Shang is the first, which is something that Zi Nu and others cannot compare to. The whiteness of Niu Shang's skin is not just white, but white with a hint of red.

But now, Niu Shang has an extra rival, because from now on, the Qi Palace has Honglian. Honglian, who has been insulated from delicate and weak since childhood, is round all over, and her skin is full of vigorous vitality, which belongs to the vitality of a young girl, making her look pink and tender.

In the pinkness, there is the charm that belongs only to Honglian. For a moment, even Yang Chong, who is the most beautiful man in the world, couldn't help but breathe heavier.

Especially when he met Honglian's shy yet stubborn eyes that looked straight at him, the fire in Yang Chong was completely ignited.

In such a beautiful moment, no matter how many sweet words, gentleness and caution are expressed, they cannot be more real and warm than actions.

The next moment, Honglian felt as if she was floating in a cloud of mist, and she was already in Yang Chong's arms. Her arms had naturally wrapped around Yang Chong's neck, and her hot and humid breath had already hit Yang Chong's neck.

That night, a flower called red lotus bloomed.

(End of this chapter)