Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Just now, a man who is a hundred or a thousand times more powerful than Duan Zhengchun has appeared, the only king in charge of Sichuan.

A man who could make her mother, Li Qiushui, risk severing ties to force her to invest!

Marrying off a daughter?

This isn't a marriage down, it's a marriage up!

As for that silly girl Yu Yan... she still thinks about her cousin Murong who only wants to restore his kingdom every day?

Murong Fu?

The entire Murong family is daydreaming!

After a brief moment of stunned silence and struggle, Li Qingluo's gaze gradually hardened and turned cold.

"Someone come here!"

The sound echoed in the room.

Two maids who were waiting outside the door pushed the door open and entered, bowing and saying, "Madam?"

"Gather everyone in the manor!"

Li Qingluo stood up, her tone indifferent.

"Go to the Jade Cave in Langhuan and pack up all the martial arts manuals inside! Also, inventory and catalog all the valuable antiques, paintings, calligraphy, gold, silver, and valuables in the manor!"

Upon hearing this, the two old women looked astonished.

Is this... a move?

"Also!" Li Qingluo turned her gaze to one of the taller matrons, "Take a few people and go to Miss's room!"

"Make her get ready immediately and put away those inappropriate thoughts!" Li Qingluo's voice turned cold.

The fact that her daughter liked Murong Fu must be nipped in the bud before Sichuan benefits, otherwise she might influence the King of Qin's attitude.

"After packing, I'll set off immediately to marry in Chengdu!"

"this……!"

The old nanny was astonished upon hearing this, wondering why her mistress was suddenly going to marry off her young lady.

"What is this? Hurry up and go!" Li Qingluo shouted coldly.

"Yes! Yes!!"

The two maids shuddered simultaneously, realizing that their mistress was not someone to be trifled with, and quickly retreated.

Li Qingluo came to the window and looked at the garden full of camellias that she had planted with her own hands, her eyes filled with reluctance.

"Yu Yan, don't blame your mother for being heartless..."

self-mumbling.

"In this world, a woman ultimately depends on a man to live a good life. Your cousin can't give you a future. But that Prince of Shu... is the one who can truly guarantee your, and your mother's, safety and security..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the last trace of reluctance in his eyes vanished completely.

……

Wang Yuyan's boudoir.

The place is decorated elegantly and simply, exuding the innocence of a young girl and an atmosphere untouched by worldly affairs.

On a carved pearwood desk, writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones were neatly arranged, and next to them was a stack of martial arts notes that she had copied by hand.

At this moment, Wang Yuyan was sitting on a soft couch by the window, holding a book of poems in her hand, but her mind had already flown far away.

The image that appeared in her mind was that of her cousin, Murong Fu.

My cousin is handsome and has an extraordinary demeanor; he is burdened with the grand ambition of restoring the Great Yan Dynasty.

Although her mother always said that her cousin was scheming and only using her, Wang Yuyan, who was going through a rebellious phase, did not think so. She always thought that her mother was trying to break up the couple.

My cousin simply kept the burden of restoring the country to himself and wasn't good at expressing his emotions.

Wang Yuyan firmly believes that as long as she stays by her cousin's side and uses her gentleness and talent to help him, one day her cousin will understand her feelings.

"well……"

The girl sighed softly.

She put down the book in her hand, rested her chin on her hand, and stared blankly at the shimmering Taihu Lake outside the window.

"Cousin, what are you doing right now? Are you... are you thinking about Yu Yan?"

Just as the young girl was lost in her romantic thoughts, the door was gently pushed open.

It was Abi who had run away from Yanziwu.

"Miss Biao." Abi's expression was somewhat unnatural.

Because A'Zhu was taken to Sichuan by Qin Han to be his concubine, A'Bi was often bored in Yanziwu and would come to Wang Yuyan to chat and play whenever she had the chance.

As a result, because Li Qingluo started to take charge of the entire Mantuo Manor, he was caught red-handed by one of Li Qingluo's maids as soon as he got off the ship and was quickly taken to see Li Qingluo.

Abi thought she was going to be used as fertilizer, but after Li Qingluo looked her over a bit more, he easily let her go and even let her and Miss Biao go together...

Going to Sichuan together, to be... to be a maidservant in my dowry?!

This has completely baffled Abi, who came to find Wang Yuyan. How did she end up as part of the dowry?!

"Sister Abi? What's wrong?" Wang Yuyan snapped out of her thoughts and asked curiously when she saw that Sister Abi's eyes were darting around.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Abi lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper, "It's...it's Madam who sent me to deliver a message to Miss..."

"Oh? Mother? You got caught by her again? Are you hurt? Did she give you any trouble?"

Wang Yuyan frowned slightly when her mother, Li Qingluo, was mentioned.

She knew her mother had never liked her cousin and always tried to prevent her from seeing him. She guessed it was her mother telling her to stay away from her cousin again.

"Madam... Madam said..." Abi was still somewhat moved. Wang Yuyan's first question wasn't what happened, but whether she had been bullied.

Unfortunately, Madam Wang seemed determined to separate her young master and her cousin. "Madam orders... that you immediately bathe, change clothes, and dress up..."

"Huh? Why?" Wang Yuyan was even more puzzled.

Abi sighed inwardly, knowing she couldn't escape this time. With her eyes closed, she said, "Madam said... said she's sending Miss Biao to marry... to... to Chengdu!"

"Buzz!"

These words resonated in Wang Yuyan's mind.

The poetry collection in her hand fell to the ground, and the color drained from her beautiful face instantly.

"Sister Abi...you...you're joking with me, right?"

"No... I wasn't joking." Abi looked at Wang Yuyan's distraught appearance, and her eyes reddened with heartache.

"No...impossible!" Wang Yuyan shook her head repeatedly after getting up. "This must be a joke by Mother! She deliberately came up with this plan to break me and my cousin up! Yes, that must be it!"

She kept repeating it, as if trying to convince herself.

But then, the door was pushed open again.

Several burly, stern-faced old women walked in; they were clearly trained martial artists.

Several nannies bowed to Wang Yuyan.

"Miss, it's getting late. Please come with us to bathe and change."

One of the leading matrons stepped forward and gestured for them to proceed.

Although they were respectful, their unwavering presence made it clear that there was no room for argument.

Looking at the nannies surrounding these mothers, Wang Yuyan's last glimmer of hope was shattered.

This is no joke.

This is real.

My mother is really going to treat me like an object, marrying me off to a man I've never met, a man whose name I've only vaguely heard.

Two lines of clear tears silently slid down her cheeks.

"No... I don't want to get married... I absolutely refuse to get married!"

As he spoke, he shook his head, his body swaying slightly.

If it weren't for Abi supporting her, she would have almost lost her balance.