Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

The eunuch led the way, taking Qin Han deep into the palace, winding through several corridors.

Finally, it stopped in front of a stone chamber.

Qin Han wondered if this was Li Qiushui's secluded retreat.

Li Qiushui was already waiting inside. The place wasn't spacious, and the luminous pearls embedded in the walls emitted a halo of light.

A thick wooden table sat across the middle, and steam was rising from the two teacups on it.

Qin Han stepped across the threshold, and Li Qiushui gestured to the empty chair opposite him.

"Please sit down."

He wasn't particular about such things; he simply pulled over a chair, sat down, picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.

It has a slightly bitter taste and is a type of snow bud tea commonly consumed in the Western Xia region.

Li Qiushui rarely calmed down to observe Qin Han. This kid hadn't been reserved at all since he entered the room.

If someone else were called to this kind of secluded room alone, they would probably not know where to put their hands and feet, but he acted as if he were at home.

Li Qiushui put the cup back on the table.

"Nephew, I called you here tonight because there are some important things I need to tell you clearly."

Qin Han looked at the other person strangely. Their relationship was indeed a bit complicated. Calling him nephew would be fine.

I put the cup aside, knowing that the important part was coming.

Li Qiushui is giving away her granddaughter and openly tying herself to him, how could she not have some needs?

"Uncle-Master, you're not an outsider. Just tell me what's on your mind."

Li Qiushui leaned forward slightly.

"Qinglu fell in love with you at first sight, and I can't stop her, so I'll just let it go. But you have to agree to one condition."

Qin Han awaited her next move.

Li Qiushui's face lost some of its affability, and her expression became somewhat serious.

"Our Xixia Li family bloodline has been passed down to this generation, and only Qinglu remains as the sole heir."

"I've already planned to pass the throne to her. If you marry her, you'll become the Emperor Consort of Western Xia."

Qin Han's lips twitched. What the hell is this "Imperial Consort"?

Li Qiushui stared into his eyes.

"But if this girl really follows you, the child in her belly will belong to your Qin family. The Xixia Empire is so large, it can't fall into the hands of an outsider."

So I need your approval. The first son Qinglu gives birth to will be surnamed Li, and this child will one day sit on the throne of Western Xia.

After saying this, Li Qiushui leaned back in her chair.

She figured men take this very seriously and would almost never allow their children to take their mother's surname, so she had already prepared several excuses in her mind.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Qin Han paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Li Qiushui frowned, thinking that Qin Han was mocking her suggestion.

"What's so funny about that?"

Qin Han laughed and said, "I thought it was something important. Turns out you've been going through all this trouble for nothing?"

Li Qiushui's face darkened.

"What do you mean by 'this is nothing'? This is a matter of great importance, concerning the future ownership of our Western Xia dynasty."

Qin Han smiled and said, "When I came in, I was wondering what difficult conditions you would propose."

"So all they wanted was for the child to take the Li family name; I agreed to that small thing."

Li Qiushui swallowed all the words she had in her mouth and looked at Qin Han in a daze.

"You...you just agreed like that?"

Qin Han looked at her with some puzzlement, and casually pointed to his own heart.

"Why can't I agree to this? Canghai is my first wife, Yuyan is my woman, and now Qinglu is with me too."

In the end, your Li family of Western Xia and my Qin family have been eating from the same pot for a long time. What difference does it make whether this child is surnamed Li or Qin?

Ultimately, regardless of their surname, they are born with the blood and flesh of the Qin and Han dynasties.

Looking at his nonchalant attitude, Li Qiushui suddenly felt that he didn't seem to belong to this world.

Which man in this world doesn't value the continuation of his family line more than his own life?

But this kid in front of me actually nodded so easily.

Seeing that Li Qiushui remained silent for a long time, Qin Han teased, "Besides, Your Highness, you've lived to such an old age, surely there are some things you haven't seen through yet?"

Li Qiushui snapped out of her reverie and feigned ignorance.

"What did you understand?"

Qin Han rested his elbows on the table, his fingers tapping lightly on it.

"The world is too big and too chaotic. It's so big that every country has a different writing system, a different culture, and even their languages ​​are not mutually intelligible."

"The Western Xia alone is like this, and although Temujin of Mongolia is old, his four sons are all brave and skilled warriors. Sooner or later, the Mongol cavalry will have to march south."

"The Southern Song court was rotten to the core, Dali was too complacent in its corner of the world, Tibet was also a fence-sitter, and the Qing Dynasty had a lot of problems of its own."

This chaotic world is only one opportunity away from turning into chaos! What I, Qin Han, have never cared about is some Western Xia prince consort, nor is it simply a matter of romantic love. What I want is…”

Qin Han smiled and stood up.

His brows and eyes exuded an air of dominance over the world.

"Unify the world! Standardize carts and documents!"

Li Qiushui's heart skipped a beat uncontrollably as she tried to discern any trace of boasting on Qin Han's face.

But there was nothing but calm in his eyes, as if what he had just said was not some arrogant boast, but a fact that would definitely happen in the future.

She suddenly realized that she was really old. She had spent decades turbulently in Western Xia and had put her own son on the throne.

As a result, she personally sidelined her grandson and killed her husband who was always trying to seize power. She always thought that she had reached the pinnacle of power.

But now, compared to this young man in front of her, she vaguely realized that the little bit of family fortune she had fought so hard for most of her life was worthless.

In Qin Han's eyes, it might just be a starting point.

The only thing they lack is an opportunity.

Li Qiushui regained her composure and suppressed her chaotic thoughts.

"Ha. You speak so confidently, aren't you afraid I'll leak this information later? That official isn't dead yet; if this gets to his ears..."

Qin Han smiled at her and drank the rest of the cold tea in one gulp.

"If the Dowager Consort really had such intentions, she wouldn't have brought me to this room alone today."

Besides, you've staked everything on Qinglu and Xixia with me. If I were to fall from power one day, you'd lose everything.

Li Qiushui remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh.

"Sometimes I really envy Canghai. She's so lucky to have found such a capable man."

Qin Han's words were difficult to respond to, and Li Qiushui's gaze became somewhat strange.

"Uncle-Master, you're exaggerating."

"Alright, since we've come this far, let's call it a day. Qinglu is probably getting impatient waiting outside right now."

Qin Han glanced at the doorway and saw footsteps shuffling back and forth outside, as if unsure whether to make a sound.

A smile appeared on Li Qiushui's face.

"This girl probably thinks I've made things difficult for you in this room."