Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Jia Zhen was so angry that his liver trembled.

But soon he noticed that the gazes of the people around him were becoming increasingly cold.

Without a doubt, if he dared to say a word against it, his head would roll on the spot.

Jia Rong, standing to the side, was already terrified and dared not utter a sound. Having spent years indulging in brothels, he was already physically weak, and now he could only pray silently in his heart.

I hope my muddle-headed father won't make a fool of himself at this time!

Jia Zhen was ultimately afraid of death.

Faced with the threat of death, the dignity of the Duke's mansion and the prestige of the imperial court became utterly worthless.

With a face full of humiliation, he unrolled the bright yellow imperial edict and began to read it aloud in a trembling, indignant voice.

"By the grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: ...Now there are Qin and Han, loyal and brave...loyal and brave, commendable, guarding the land...guarding the land with merit."

He is hereby specially appointed as the King of Shu, and given overall command of all military and political affairs in Sichuan. This is the imperial decree.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dong Tianbao stepped forward, took the imperial edict from Jia Zhen, and respectfully presented it to Qin Han.

Qin Han took it, glanced at it casually, and tossed it onto the table beside him.

With this imperial edict, it meant that they were no longer potential rebels.

The Qin army of today is the true Qin army, the subordinates of the King of Shu, and the legitimate rulers of this land.

Qin Keqing stood behind, looking at Jia Zhen, who was kneeling on the ground in a disheveled state.

A strange sense of pleasure even welled up inside me.

In the Ningguo Mansion, apart from Jia Sidao, Jia Zhen was the only one in power; no one dared to disobey him.

Even when she was forced to marry Jia Rong, that good-for-nothing scion of a noble family, it was only an order, not a discussion.

But here, Jia Zhen was as humble as an old dog.

Qin Keqing's gaze involuntarily turned to Qin Han.

Without the man even moving, he made Master Jia of the Duke's Mansion kneel down and beg for mercy.

Is this what power is?

This is indeed the power of authority; Yue Fei's loyalty to his country was met with suspicion and persecution.

Qin Han was clearly a rebel king, but because he held a large army and many martial arts masters, he was able to force the Southern Song Dynasty to issue an edict to grant him the title of king.

"Regarding the matter of being granted the title of king, I...I am already aware of it."

Qin Han took a sip of wine and casually continued, "Master Jia's mission of delivering the imperial decree is complete. The post station is ready, so you can go and rest. Return to the capital tomorrow to report back."

This is a clear invitation to leave.

Jia Zhen's face was grim, a mixture of humiliation, anger, and resentment.

But what can he do now?

Nothing can be done!

Accompanied by two soldiers, Jia Rong, whose legs were already weak as mud, could only support each other as they shakily retreated.

In the blink of an eye, only Qin Han and his subordinates remained in the vast hall, along with Qin Keqing, who kept her head down the entire time.

Qin Han had no interest in scoundrels like Jia Zhen and Jia Rong. Killing them would only rid the Jia family of a menace; it would be better to keep them alive to continue harming their own families.

He rose from his seat and walked step by step toward Qin Keqing.

As Qin Han approached, an aura naturally arose, not a deliberately released killing intent, but a confidence stemming from his own strength and status.

This is the aura of a king who controls everything.

Qin Keqing felt her breathing become difficult, and her heart was pounding like a drum, almost jumping out of her chest.

"You may all leave now."

As if sensing Qin Keqing's nervousness, he casually waved to the others.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Yang Xiao, Li Jing, and the others exchanged a knowing glance, bowed, and then filed out.

Before leaving, Dong Tianbao looked back one last time, grinned, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Soon, only Qin Han and Qin Keqing remained in the original hall.

The footsteps stopped in front of Qin Keqing.

"Raise your head."

Qin Han's voice rang out.

Qin Keqing's face flushed involuntarily, whether from embarrassment or something else, it was hard to tell.

She gently bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth and slowly raised her head.

Her skin was as smooth as fine porcelain, and her eyes were misty, carrying three parts fear and seven parts girlish fragility.

Qin Keqing instinctively wanted to dodge, but considering her situation, she stopped herself from moving.

The two blushes on her cheeks turned even redder.

"You should know why Jia Sidao sent you here, right?"

"Qing... knows."

"Who are Jia Zhen and Jia Rong to you?"

Qin and Han asked questions they already knew the answers to.

"Jia Zhen is... the future father-in-law, and Jia Rong is..."

At this point, Qin Keqing recalled the pathetic and ugly behavior of the father and son just now, and disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Those two, father and son, are no good either."

Qin Han never expected Qin Keqing to be so honest, saying all the truths she knew.

"From this day forward, you will have no further connection with the Ningguo Mansion."

"She is my woman, Qin Han's woman, and she will live well in Sichuan from now on."

These words are very direct.

Looking at the man before her, Qin Keqing felt a sense of relief, as if a part of her heart had been eased.

In the capital, beauty only brings covetousness and greed; no one can truly give her a sense of security.

Jia Zhen looked at her with greed.

Jia Rong looked at her with a weak gaze.

The man in front of me, though possessiveness was also in his eyes, exuded more of the domineering aura of a powerful figure.

"Everything... is entirely up to the King of Qin."

Qin Keqing responded softly, her tone carrying a submissiveness that she herself was unaware of.

"King of Qin? I really like this title. It sounds much better than 'King of Shu'."

He gently embraced her slender waist.

Qin Keqing's body stiffened, but she did not struggle and obediently leaned against Qin Han's chest.

Qin Han was very pleased with Qin Keqing's understanding nature and called out to the outside of the hall.

"Bamboo sword".

"Master." Bamboo sword bowed as it entered.

There was little surprise when their gaze fell on Qin Keqing, who was being held in Qin Han's arms.

She thought to herself: What a lovely fairy, yet another mistress.

"Take Madam down there to familiarize herself with the place."

"Yes."

Zhu Jian smiled slightly at Qin Keqing: "Madam, please follow me."

Qin Keqing blushed as she stepped out of Qin Han's arms, gave him a curtsy, and then followed Zhu Jian toward the backyard of the Prince's mansion.

There was A-Zhu, Cheng Ying and her cousins ​​who had returned from Lujiazhuang, Lin Shiyin from Baoding City, and Xiao Zhao and Zhong Ling, among other women.

Now that the Qin and Han dynasties had Sichuan, the land where they rose to power, as their foundation, they naturally could not allow their women to be scattered elsewhere.

Whether for their safety or out of a man's most primal possessiveness, bringing all his women to his own territory is the best option.