Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

She took a half step forward and rested her forehead against Qin Han's chest, her voice muffled by his clothes.

"My master told me to sever all emotional ties and desires, saying that I would encounter emotional entanglements in my life once I descended the mountain, but I've realized that I really can't leave your side anymore."

Qin Han's expression was somewhat strange. If he wasn't mistaken, Shi Feixuan was probably also involved in this love tribulation, most likely Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong.

But now it's become me.

On the green-tiled roofs outside the embassy's courtyard, the night wind rustled the leaves.

Shi Feixuan looked at the constellations arranged in the sky.

It's supposed to be autumn, almost winter, but tonight the stars are scattered across the sky in a very unusual arrangement.

The northern star, Greedy Wolf, was much brighter than usual, its shimmering light edged with a faint purple hue, making it particularly striking against the night sky.

Shi Feixuan narrowed her eyes, her five fingers seemingly calculating something.

The Greedy Wolf Star represents bloodshed and changing times.

And that faint aura of the Purple Star Emperor was actually intertwined with this killing star.

She turned her head, her gaze piercing through the night to fall on the Qin Han Villa, her lips parting.

"It is the will of Heaven..."

Shi Feixuan murmured to herself, a ripple of emotion stirring within her.

The Cihang Jingzhai sect's long-standing rule is to select a wise ruler to assist.

But the man in this room right now doesn't seem to need any outside help at all.

Most importantly, he seems to be starting to care about Wanwan.

……

The morning light shone on the white jade steps of the Xingqing Palace, where the Western Xia guards stood in two rows on either side of the palace gate.

Diplomatic delegations from various countries walked from the other end of the street and lined up in front of the palace gate.

Hu Weiyong walked at the front of the Southern Song army, his face grim; he had indeed not slept a wink all night.

Fortunately, Jia Baoyu seemed to be alright, but he looked a little dazed, with his eyes glazed over and dried saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The broken jade pendant around her neck was tucked into her collar, with half of its edge showing.

Mingyan supported Jia Baoyu's back from behind, afraid that the young master might accidentally fall on the steps.

Wu Yingxiong walked on the other side with a sullen face. He had been disarmed by Helian Tieshu and his men last night, and today he was left with only Liu Dahong by his side.

Liu Dahong followed obediently behind with his head down, but he was secretly very happy. He loved seeing the Prince of Pingxi's family suffer setbacks.

As Kublai Khan stepped into the palace gate, he happened to see Qin Han walking up the steps from another passage.

The two bull-like eyes stared at each other, and a cold snort escaped from their throats.

The Mongol cavalry had swept across the land, and he, the fourth prince, had never suffered such humiliation. If he were on the grasslands, he would have already summoned his cavalry to hang this man's head on the flagpole.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King, following behind, took the initiative to greet them.

"Greetings, King of Qin."

Qin Han didn't see Zhao Min and asked her in confusion.

"Is the Dharma King also going to the palace? I wonder why Princess Minmin isn't here?"

The Golden Wheel Monk looked at the other person strangely, "The princess and Princess Huazheng went for a walk to clear their heads, saying they didn't want to see someone..."

Qin Han hadn't expected it to be like this, but it was indeed inappropriate for a princess to come.

"Brother Qin! Wait for me!"

Duan Yu happened to be running after Qin Han, and just as he circled around to Qin Han's side, his gaze drifted to the side.

Shi Feixuan was also there.

I couldn't help but call out, "Fairy Sister..."

Zhu Danchen covered his forehead and grabbed Duan Yu from behind.

"Your Highness."

Duan Yu was embarrassed and didn't have time to say anything. Shi Feixuan didn't even turn her head and had already walked ahead.

Qin Han was accompanied by Wanwan and Jiang Yuyan on either side as they walked up the steps. Wanwan was barefoot on the white jade surface, and the silver bells on her ankles did not ring.

She used her inner energy to envelop the bell today, so it was quiet.

The entourages of various countries lined up around them moved aside to the sides.

No one spoke up, and no one dared to stand in front.

Prince Zongzan sat in the Tibetan seat, his eyes darting around, staring at Wanwan's exposed ankles, and clicking his tongue twice.

Kumārajīva, sitting to the side, seemed oblivious, only moving his prayer beads a little faster.

On the high platform in front of Xuanzheng Hall, Helian Tieshu changed into a set of chainmail and stood on the middle step.

Once everyone had arrived, he raised his voice and shouted, the sound carrying in all directions.

"By order of the Dowager Consort! This marriage contest will consist of two parts: a literary contest and a martial arts contest!"

"The first test will be set by the Dowager Princess herself, to examine everyone's literary talent and knowledge!"

"Only those who pass the written test are allowed to participate in the combat!"

Kublai Khan snorted coldly.

The written exam was just a formality for him; the Han Chinese scholar who had been temporarily hired from the city at a cost of money was standing hunched over among his entourage.

Prince Zongzan swung his legs nonchalantly; the Tibetans didn't care about literary talent, he was here specifically to fight.

His own Grand Preceptor, Jiu, claimed to know all 72 Shaolin skills, and he felt that no one present could rival him.

Behind the beaded curtain in the palace.

Li Qiushui sat upright in the armchair, holding a teacup.

Li Qinglu stood to the side, looking down through the fine beaded curtain, her gaze fixed on a man.

"Grandmother," she whispered in Li Qiushui's ear, "you promised me that I would only marry him."

Li Qiushui used the tea lid to skim off the foam on the surface of the cup without giving a direct response.

"Why are you in such a hurry, girl? Let your grandmother check it out for you first."

Li Qinglu bit her lip and didn't say anything more. Her ears were a little red. She still remembered the feeling of that man's hand pressing on her abdomen last night.

Li Qiushui looked out the curtain and met Qin Han's gaze.

Qin Han's eyes were smiling, which made Li Qiushui very unhappy.

Li Qinglu's younger sister, Li Canghai, had her home stolen, her granddaughter, Wang Yuyan, was also stolen, and now Li Qinglu's eyes are only on this brat.

He needs a good rub!

Helian Tieshu then loudly recited the rules from the platform. As he finished speaking, he pointed at the Southern Song troops.

"Please welcome the chief envoy of the Southern Song Dynasty to step forward first!"

Hu Weiyong shuddered. At this moment, Jia Baoyu must not let the situation slip.

He gently patted the other person.

Jia Baoyu looked over blankly.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

Hu Weiyong gave him a slight push.

"Baoyu, cheer up and recite the poem you memorized beforehand. Come back when you're done."

Jia Baoyu staggered and was pushed to the center of the main hall.

Hundreds of people around all looked over.

He stood in the middle of the open space, his brocade robes were decent, but the expression on his face was strange.

His lips were slightly parted, his eyes moved slowly, and he hadn't quite come to his senses yet.

The Western Xia examiner on the stage unfolded the question paper in his hand and read it aloud.

Please compose a poem on the theme of "Jianghu" (江湖, the martial arts world).

No one spoke in front of the main hall.

Jia Baoyu stood there with his head tilted to the side, repeating the words indistinctly.

"Mountains and rivers..."

Suddenly, he covered his head with both hands, squatted on the ground, and burst into tears.

"My jade is broken... my jade is broken!"

She cried so hard she could barely breathe, snot and tears streaming down her face.

"Lin Daiyu... Lin Daiyu, please come and save me... My head hurts so much..."

A burst of discussion and laughter immediately erupted around them.

The Western Xia officials looked rather grim. Helian Tieshu stood atop the high platform, his eyes fixed on Hu Weiyong with hostility.

"Is the Southern Song court making a fool of our Western Xia?"

Hu Weiyong felt like the sky had fallen. He had memorized the poem that morning, and he was still fine; he just needed to go through the motions.

Can.....

"General Helian, this is a misunderstanding... a misunderstanding... my chief envoy is actually... has fallen ill!"

P.S. Last night, Shi Feixuan observed the stars and did some calculations. She was greatly surprised and exclaimed: "The readers of this book are all outstanding individuals! They all have the potential to soar to great heights!"