Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The eldest grandson of the Rongguo Mansion.

A nobleman born with a magical jade in his mouth, which, according to legend, was leftover from Nuwa's patching up of the sky.

This person has a handsome appearance, but unfortunately, he uses all his brainpower on trivial matters of love and romance.

Qin Han recalled some things about Jia Baoyu from Dream of the Red Chamber.

His most classic statement was that women are made of water and men are made of mud, and he said he hated those who pursue fame and fortune.

But the clothes he wore and the jewelry he wore, weren't they all obtained through the power and influence of his family?

They claim to hate worldly things, but they enjoy all the benefits that come with their status more comfortably than anyone else.

The most ridiculous thing is that this person is extremely cowardly. When faced with problems, all he can do is cry and watch, and he doesn't even dare to fart.

He ignores everything, from family matters to national affairs, and when the sky falls, he just hides behind his woman and wipes away his tears.

Does this piece of trash even deserve to represent the Southern Song Dynasty?

However, upon further reflection, Qin Han felt that this was quite reasonable.

The Southern Song court was rotten to the core. Traitors like Cai Jing and Jia Sidao were running rampant in the court, not to mention the Yuwen and Dugu families.

The officials above only know how to engage in composing poems and exchanging verses. Sending someone like Jia Baoyu over here is probably what they consider their most refined and elegant style.

To think that one could lure the Western Xia princess back to the Southern Song Dynasty with just a pretty face and a few pretentious poems is to treat the entire Western Xia population as brainless fools.

Jia Baoyu was pinned down by Qin Han's shoulders and couldn't move. When he met those eyes that looked at him like they were objects, a strange feeling of unease rose in his heart.

"You...you let me go first. I really just want to get to know you two older sisters, that's all."

Qin Han released his grip on him, his tone carrying a hint of lecturing.

"You know them? You don't even know your own limitations, yet you dare to try and pick up women like everyone else?"

Jia Baoyu was speechless for a long time after hearing this, mainly because Jia Sidao had mentioned the prestige of Qin and Han.

If you encounter him, don't argue with him, or you really will die. You can only turn to Hu Weiyong next to you for help.

Seeing this, Hu Weiyong quickly forced a smile and stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Your Highness, please calm down. This is Master Bao from the Rongguo Mansion of the Southern Song Dynasty. This is his first time traveling far from home. He is the chief envoy representing the Southern Song court to participate in the marriage proposal of the Western Xia princess."

Qin Han glanced at Hu Weiyong with a half-smile.

"Does the government have no one else to rely on? They've sent this pretty boy to fill in."

Hu Weiyong was embarrassed by these words. He actually thought the same thing, but he couldn't disobey the emperor's order.

It wasn't appropriate to agree with him in front of Jia Baoyu at this point, since he had already heard about what had happened at the restaurant from his men on his way into the city.

The man before him could beat up even Mongolian princes and Qing dynasty heirs without hesitation, so he, a mere official from the Ministry of Rites leading the group, was nothing in comparison.

Jia Baoyu heard Qin Han criticizing him in front of so many people, especially in front of the two celestial beauties.

The pent-up frustration welled up inside me, and my eyes reddened, tears welling up in them.

"You...you...I don't want to stay in this awful place anymore, I want to go back!"

Mingyan was so anxious that she jumped up and down and quickly came up to pull her master back.

"Second Master, stop joking! We're here on the Emperor's orders. If we just turn back now, we'll lose our heads!"

Jia Baoyu stood frozen in place, unsure whether to move forward or retreat.

Seeing this comical scene, Wanwan leaned on Qin Han's shoulder and giggled.

"Qin Lang, is this the person sent by the Southern Song Dynasty to find a husband?"

Shi Feixuan unusually took the initiative to speak, her tone flat, but clearly revealing her disappointment.

"I had thought that the Southern Song Dynasty still had loyal and righteous men, but I never imagined that such a great nation would send such a person as an envoy to Western Xia. It's truly..."

Jiang Yuyan kept staring at Jia Baoyu's back, her right hand already secretly reaching for the short blade hidden at her waist.

This useless piece of trash was really an eyesore in front of its master. It took half a step forward, just about to make a move.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her wrist. Jiang Yuyan looked up in confusion and met Qin Han's gesturing gaze.

Qin Han's lips moved slightly twice, and a whispered message went straight into her ear.

"He's still a member of the Jia family, so keeping Jia Baoyu around is still useful."

Jiang Yuyan was unaware that Qin Han kept Jia Baoyu to study his magical jade, assuming it was only because its owner was the King of Shu in the Southern Song Dynasty.

Hu Weiyong, wiping the cold sweat that had involuntarily beaded on his forehead, quickly ordered his men to take Jia Baoyu into the courtyard.

"Master Bao, hurry up and let's go inside and settle down. We still need to prepare for the marriage proposal in three days."

Jia Baoyu was half-dragged and half-pulled inside by several attendants, still unwilling to give up, frequently turning back to look at Wanwan and Shi Feixuan, muttering to himself incessantly.

"Sisters, I really just wanted to get to know you..."

Wanwan stood on tiptoe and kissed Qin Han on the cheek, her voice sweet enough to be cloying.

"Good brother, let's hurry up and go to the guest room to rest."

Qin Han took the opportunity to put his arm around her waist. Now was not the time. He led the group behind him directly towards the courtyard on the other side of the inn.

Behind them, they could still hear Jia Baoyu's sobbing mixed with Mingyan's words of comfort.

As night fell over Huaiyuan Town, candles were lit one after another in the courtyard of the post station.

Qin Han didn't touch the Spirit Jade for the time being; it would be too conspicuous to act now. He would wait until the marriage contest was over before making a move.

Wanwan sat on the edge of the bed, gently swinging her bare feet, the silver bells tied to her ankles making a soft tinkling sound with each movement.

Those eyes glanced towards the door, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Good brother, it's late, I should go back to my room to rest."

Qin Han picked up the glass of chilled tea in the room, took a sip, and looked at her with amusement.

"Go back to what room? Can't people sleep in this room?"

The jingling of the silver bells on Wanwan's ankles stopped, and she raised her hand to brush aside a few strands of hair that were hanging over her shoulder, her tone carrying a hint of coquetry.

"Qin Lang, you know that I haven't mastered the Heavenly Demon Technique yet, so I can't lose my virginity. How about having Sister Yu Yan keep you company tonight?"

Jiang Yuyan, who was outside the door, heard this and felt a little eager to try it out, thinking that she could do it.

"You're the one who caused the trouble, but you try to shift the blame onto others."

Qin Han put down his teacup on the table, stood up, and walked to the bedside, pulling Wanwan into his arms.

"There are ways to avoid losing your virginity. Tonight, I'll teach you properly."

Wanwan felt the strength of the hand on her waist, and her previously alluring demeanor immediately vanished.

He quickly placed both hands on Qin Han's chest.

"Wait, wait a minute... My master instructed me that this kind of thing won't work unless you've reached the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Technique!"

Qin Han looked down at the base of her ears, which were flushed slightly, and moved closer to her.

"Zhu Yuyan herself is not a rule-abiding person, how can she teach a rule-abiding disciple?"