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Capítulo 28

Uh... what... what's this all about now?

The people upstairs and downstairs were all horrified. This man was actually the Great Ling War God, Prince Ling Yuxiang, who was on par with the Great Qin Wind King. This was already shocking enough. What was most bizarre was that this legendary figure, who never got close to women, would actually fly into a rage for a woman.

In the Qin Dynasty, most people did not have a deep understanding of the affairs of the Ling Kingdom. Although the Ling Kingdom had spread the word about the "War Goddess Princess" for half a year, few people in the Western Qin Dynasty knew about it.

The surrounding area immediately erupted in discussion, and it was feared that by tonight, the whole of Hancheng would know about it.

"Sigh! Even the most stubborn person can change!"

"Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman!"

"A beauty like Feng Meiniang, let alone this Prince Ling, I'd want to hug her myself..."

"If you want to die, stay away from me. If that Prince Zhu hears this, he'll sweep you away with one palm!"

The guards, who had turned to the point of being like wooden statues, were completely at a loss. Guard Fang was also stunned and speechless when a pleasant voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Your Highness! This guard is only following orders, why make things difficult for him!" Everyone was taken aback. The beauty who had been on the bed had already come to the door, gently taking the prince's arm and smiling charmingly.

For some reason, the black-clad guards suddenly trembled, some even shaking the knives held to the necks of the guards. The palace guards were terrified and desperately prayed that the knives would stop trembling.

Those downstairs heard the sound and saw the faintly visible figure. The breathtaking dance they had just witnessed flashed through their minds, and they felt their hearts flutter. Everyone craned their necks, wishing they could see it more clearly.

To everyone's disappointment, Ling Yuxiang immediately took off his black clothes and draped his coat over her shoulders, angrily shouting, "Who told you to come out! If anyone else sees you like this, I guarantee they won't live to see tomorrow!" He wasn't putting on an act; her red veil, barely concealing her figure, made it seem as if she were naked, and he never wanted anyone else to see her like that again! This side of her belonged only to him, and he wished only he could appreciate her beauty!

Everyone immediately covered their eyes in horror, indicating that they absolutely hadn't seen anything. No one doubted the power of the Prince Ling, and his possessiveness towards this dancer had reached such an extent! It seemed unlikely that things would end well today.

Looking at these bewildered palace guards, Feng Xinglie felt disdain. Did these people even deserve to be palace guards? They were far inferior to the Dark Pavilion troops of Ling Kingdom and her Flaming Cavalry. Qin Yue was better off keeping a dog than keeping them.

"Brother, what brings you here to invite me? Could you please explain? If it is within my power, perhaps I can plead with the Prince on your behalf." Seeing their blank expressions, Feng Xinglie sighed inwardly, lamenting the lack of talent in Western Qin.

When the guard Fang saw Feng Meiniang ask him a question, he dared not hide anything: "Feng Meiniang, Prince Yue invited you for the sake of Miss Lianji. He heard that you and Miss Lianji are close friends. Now that Miss Lianji is seriously ill, he wants to ask you to keep her company, so he ordered me to invite you to the palace."

"Oh?" Feng Xinglie sneered inwardly. "That sounds nice. She had already searched the entire palace that day. Lian Ji was not in the palace at all. He only did this to threaten Lian Ji so that she would have something to think about. Her original plan was to use Feng Meiniang's identity to contact the powerful or royal family of Xi Qin, sneak into the palace to search for Lian Ji, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the state banquet. She just didn't expect Ling Yuxiang to find her first."

Want to take advantage of her? Since they've hired someone, why not give them a chance?

"Your Highness, my dear friend is seriously ill. Would it be good for me to go and see her?" she said coquettishly, her slender hands tightly hooking around Ling Yuxiang's neck.

"Since Meiniang wants to go, how could I bear to go against her wishes? Guard Fang, lead the way." Hearing her sweet laughter, Ling Yuxiang suddenly wanted her to stop talking. He gritted his teeth and picked her up by the waist, signaling Guard Fang to go downstairs.

Guard Fang was shocked and dared not move. Although he did not know where Lian Ji was, it was certain that she was not in the palace. Prince Yue's words were just an excuse. If he really took the prince back, it would not only be a matter of not being able to explain himself.

"This... Your Highness, Prince Yue only invited Miss Feng to go. Please bear with it for now." At this moment, Guard Fang only considered that as long as the person was brought back, the matter would be over. As for how Prince Yue and Ling Yuxiang would make trouble, that was not his business.

Ling Yuxiang's gaze shot out, the oppressive aura making it hard to even breathe. His arrogant face said, "You dare to ask me to endure?"

"Hahahaha..." He suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly, his laughter echoing throughout the entire Yihong Pavilion.

"Your Highness!" The arm around his neck tightened slightly, and a delicate complaint interrupted the maniacal laughter.

The guards were grateful to the beauty; without that heavenly voice, they might have been killed by Ling Yuxiang's laughter, which was imbued with inner strength! This renowned war god was so protective of a woman; it seemed he had truly fallen for this woman named Feng Meiniang. (Applause! Xiao Lie is so gentle~) (Xiao Xiang: So gentle I always turn into a panda)

"Hmph!" Ling Yuxiang coldly tossed the guard Fang aside, not even glancing at him. His arrogant laughter filled the entire Yihong Pavilion: "Don't even mention it, whether it's Qin Yue or the Emperor, if anyone dares to ask me to let go, I'll show them what death means! As for Feng Meiniang, I, Ling Yuxiang, will never let go. If you want to see my Meiniang, you'd better have Qin Yue send Lian Ji herself! If you're unwilling, then wait for the state banquet, I will bring Meiniang there myself. Now get out of here!"

The members of the Dark Pavilion swiftly grabbed the people they were holding and threw them off the building one after another, their screams echoing outside.

Upon hearing these words, the guards, including Fang, who had been thrown out of Yihong Pavilion, felt extremely fortunate that they had managed to save their lives despite angering that man; it was truly a stroke of luck for them! They dared not linger and quickly retreated.

We must report back to Prince Yue as soon as possible. Prince Ling has already arrived, and his arrogant and disdainful attitude suggests that he may be plotting something in secret!

Little did he know that this was nothing more than Feng Xinglie's empty city stratagem, killing two birds with one stone!

After moving to a slightly larger room and closing the door, Feng Xinglie smiled faintly.

"How do you think that guard will report to Qin Yue?"

"They'll say everything they need to say, exaggerating how arrogant and disdainful I am, leading them to believe I might have brought a large force, or that Lie Jun has a large army. Either way, they won't be able to figure out our strength, so they won't dare act recklessly at the state banquet. Even if Qing Xiangfeng and Qin Han suspect it's you, they won't dare to act rashly without confirmation. During this time, the Flying Feather Cavalry will have enough room to slowly infiltrate Western Qin territory, moving as I arrange so no one notices. This act of feigning strength while concealing weakness is equally effective. Who would have thought I'm currently without troops, causing them to fight amongst themselves? Lie, your combination of truth and falsehood is truly masterful." Inside the house, Ling Yuxiang still wouldn't let go, praising Feng Xinglie's wisdom, holding his beloved in his arms, in a very good mood: "How was my performance?"

Feng Xinglie praised, "Brilliant! You could easily be in Hollywood." She wasn't just being polite; Ling Yuxiang's expression just now was natural and vivid.

"However, my performance wasn't bad either!" Of course, she wouldn't miss the chance to boast.

Although Ling Yuxiang didn't understand the words, he roughly knew it meant praise. Overjoyed, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement, struggling to suppress his laughter: "It's not bad! Ye Piao and the others were all trembling with excitement!"

"You...you let go!" Feng Xinglie roared angrily. How dare they mock her! Did they have a death wish?!

"I won't let go!" he said firmly, his eyes burning with passion. "What I said just now wasn't an act. I spoke from the bottom of my heart. Lie, I really won't let go."

"What if God commands you to release it?" Feng Xinglie asked tactfully.

"Then I will defy fate!" A confident aura was evident on his handsome face, making people believe him. Feng Xinglie chuckled, and Ling Yuxiang was gradually revealing his true nature.

"Yu Xiang, to be honest, you're even more arrogant than me!"

"Of course I have to be more arrogant than you, otherwise how can I keep you in check?" Ling Yuxiang said smugly.

"Ling, Yu, Xiang! Can you handle me?" Feng Xinglie clenched his fists, but smiled gently.

"No, no, of course it's because you can handle me." The usually wise, decisive, and truthful God of War, Da Ling, changed his expression faster than flipping through a book.

Hearing his sweet talk, Feng Xinglie finally couldn't help but laugh. The beautiful moonlight cast shadows on the flowers, plants, and trees in the backyard, making them sway in the moonlight. She remembered that night when she accompanied Qin Han to drink on Zijin Mountain, the moonlight was just as bright.

"Yu Xiang, do you believe in fate?"

"I don't believe in fate, I only believe in destiny." He suddenly put on the red robe that Zi Mo had given him on the table, and instantly transformed into a ball of flame, once again becoming the dazzling Ling Yuxiang, forever...

"Well said!" Feng Xinglie suddenly hugged him tightly, his eyes shining: "Fate can bring us into this world or make us die, it can bring us together or separate us, but it can never prevent our hearts from being together!"

"You're always different from other women. You always surprise and delight me. Your honesty makes me fall deeply in love and makes me miss you so much." Ling Yuxiang gently kissed her delicate lips.

"Yu Xiang, believe it or not, I have the ability to conquer the world?" She looked at him with joy in her eyes. Her slender body exuded strong confidence, and her beautiful eyes were so dazzling that Ling Yu Xiang was stunned, as if there was nothing else in the world but her.

She tempted him, "Do you want to possess this world?"

Homeland of Qin, Chapter 53: An Unexpected Twist

"I believe you, but I know you won't." He knew her abilities were beyond what he had seen, and if she spoke of them, she must possess other skills. There were too many mysteries surrounding her, and many things he couldn't understand. To gain the world? Ling Yuxiang smiled faintly and shook his head gently: "Besides, you understand, I do want peace in the world, but that doesn't mean I want to gain the world."

Feng Xinglie looked at him with a smile, his eyes shining with a gentle light, like the most beautiful stars.

"Men all like to become a hegemon. With your abilities and temperament, you can definitely become the hegemon of the world."

"Would that make you happy?" Ling Yuxiang's eyes were full of tenderness: "Don't think that I won't find out your true purpose just because you're beating around the bush. You're not someone who has ambitions for the world. People will die in wars, no matter what method you use. The reason you're asking me this is because you're troubled by something."

"Why can you always see what I'm thinking?" After a moment of surprise, Feng Xinglie sighed helplessly.

"Because you and I are so alike on matters of principle, just like how we treat the world and all living beings." He pulled her to the window and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.

There are similarities, but to say they share the same principles... is that even possible? She is someone who doesn't belong to this era; my thoughts, ideas, and observations are all beyond this world. What about him? Can he? He asked, "Yu Xiang, what are your thoughts on the roughly three-way division of the world?"

"My opinion? Actually, I think there's nothing wrong with the world being divided into three parts."

Ling Yuxiang's words were startling, yet he didn't hesitate for a moment. He would never hesitate to speak to her because his words were unconventional and illogical. But are all the common sense things in this world really right? For some reason, he believed that she could understand and would act as usual.

Feng Xinglie's breathing became rapid as he pressed, "Why would you have such a thought?"

She didn't accept his point of view? Because of his excessive concern for her, Ling Yuxiang felt a little scared, but still answered, "What's so good about unifying the world? Does it prove one's ability? Does it prove a country's prosperity? Do you know how many lives are buried in every battle? If the world can truly be at peace, I won't hesitate to accept the unavoidable sacrifices. But Lie, if the world is truly unified, will it really not split apart? Will it really not decline again?"

"Throughout history, countless powerful nations have shown signs of decline even in their heyday. Internal divisions slowly emerge, followed by widespread warfare and the return of chaos. Even if I were to unify the world, what then? Could my descendants truly possess the same abilities as me? Much of my skill comes from experience. My descendants lack my background. In a unified world, without such oppressive circumstances, how could they possibly achieve what I have? Without powerful enemies abroad, and with the ruler's capabilities questionable at home, a nation can easily weaken, leading to another period of devastation. This cycle repeats itself endlessly; history records it all the same way. Is it necessary for me to ignite a bloodbath and become the unifying overlord of the world?"

"Countries will scheme and plot for their own interests, but as long as there is a balance to maintain, war will not break out unintentionally, and people's lives can still be good. At least for now, there will be no bloodshed. When a country gradually becomes stronger, it can naturally annex the other two countries. This will be much less damaging than the current situation where all three sides are helping each other. What's wrong with this compared to us forcibly doing it? Actually, right and wrong are often hard to define. We just need to know what we want to do and then do it. Isn't it that simple?"

The thoughts and feelings that had been building up in his heart for years finally found an outlet. He didn't want to hide anything, even if he didn't get her approval; he just wanted to tell her what he had been thinking…

His burning gaze seemed to melt her completely. His thoughts crashed into Feng Xinglie's heart, and he stared at Ling Yuxiang in shock and disbelief, saying, "You, are you also a time traveler?"

His insights were so profound, demonstrating a thorough understanding of the rise and fall of dynasties! This was something no ancient person could comprehend; such vision was truly remarkable in ancient times! It turned out his thinking was on the same level as hers, and a surge of joy spread throughout her body.

Ling Yuxiang, you...you really shock me, you actually have such thoughts!

"Time travel? What's that?" Ling Yuxiang watched the change in her expression nervously. Although he was curious about the word, he was more concerned about how she would react to his thoughts. He was truly lonely. He had never said these things to anyone, things that ordinary people couldn't understand, but in front of Feng Xinglie, he only wanted to share everything with her and hoped that she could accept it.

A burst of crisp, melodious laughter completely put Ling Yuxiang at ease. Her face showed no disdain or confusion, only a radiant smile.

Can she really accept his ideas?

"It turns out we both underestimated each other and overestimated ourselves. Sigh! This is the downside of narcissism!" she sighed.

Ling Yuxiang was stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant. Then, his face lit up with joy, he hugged her and spun her around, causing Feng Xinglie to gasp and grab his neck, yelling for him to stop. Ling Yuxiang spun her around a few times, stumbling and falling, before finally stopping and bursting into laughter.

"Do you know? Right now, I am truly grateful to God for sending you to me. My life has become more vibrant because of you, and my heart has become richer because of you. Lie, do you know how wonderful you are?"

Feng Xinglie closed his eyes in his arms. Actually, she should be the one saying those words: "It's so wonderful to have met you in this vast sea of people!"

"By the way, what was troubling you just now?" asked Ling Yuxiang, who was very observant.

Feng Xinglie's face was so confident that no one dared to look him in the eye: "I have already passed the test, Yu Xiang. Do you know that there are many powerful forces in this world that are unknown to the world?"

Ling Yuxiang was taken aback, his face turning serious: "How powerful?"

"Able to unify the world, yet also capable of destroying it." Feng Xinglie smiled faintly, and Ling Yuxiang knew she wasn't joking.

"How many people possess this power?"

"It seems that I'm the only one right now."

"If I'm in your hands, what do I have to be afraid of?!" He smiled with relief, lowering his head to press his lips to hers. I know everything about you, just as you know me. What I'm unwilling to do, what would you be willing to do?

As it turned out, Guard Fang was very efficient. The next morning, he led a large group of people to Yihongxuan. This time, he paid a respectful visit, naturally to invite the Great Ling War God and the Lie Army Commander to the villa. Xi Suifeng and the others had already counted the number of people and gathered last night, as had the Dark Pavilion. Now that Guard Fang had arrived, they could set off.

Feng Xinglie originally intended to use Yihongxuan as a starting point, but now he naturally had to go there as well. After asking Yunfei and Xiaohuan for their opinions, he took the two of them with him. The two women had not yet recovered from the shock of last night. It was only with great difficulty that Xiaohuan finally woke up and started joking.

"Sister Yun, so Fairy Sister didn't fall out of the Prince's arms!"

Upon hearing this, the Dark Pavilion members who came to meet them immediately turned pale with laughter, laughing so hard they were bent over. They had now pretty much figured out the 'Princess's' temperament. When they weren't on the battlefield, no matter how big the jokes they made, the Wind King would only pretend to glare at them.

Aside from their prince, if he dared to make fun of the princess, he would most likely get beaten up.

But a beating is a sign of affection, a scolding is a sign of love! Everyone can see that clearly.

Madam Zhang was in high spirits. Ever since she learned that Feng Xinglie was Prince Ling's favorite concubine, she spoke even more respectfully. In addition, she had earned a lot of money last night, so she wished she could worship Feng Meiniang as an ancestor. Unfortunately, given the current situation, she couldn't keep her.

"May you have a safe journey, Miss Feng. If you are interested in returning to Yihong Pavilion at any time!"

"Hmph! Even if you're interested, it's not allowed. Do you think my dancers are for others to see?" With a cold glance, the handsome man in red walked out of the door. Seeing the men around him lowering their heads and avoiding him, the area outside Yihongxuan was even more lively today. How could anyone not be curious about such a legendary figure, just like the Great Qin King Feng?

The girls in the brothel came for the Great Ling War God, their eyes almost infatuated with Ling Yuxiang. How could there be such a handsome and dashing man in the world! The rumors were indeed true! Although they had never met the Great Qin Wind King, this handsome man was certainly no less than him! Prince Ling truly lived up to his reputation as a War God; a single glance from him could captivate countless women.

However, before he could even satisfy his vanity, a sharp pain shot through his waist. Ling Yuxiang's face contorted in pain as he turned to look at the woman smiling gently with her arms wrapped around his waist. He complained in her ear, "Hey, be gentle, are you trying to murder your husband?"

"Hmph! If I see you seducing those women again, I'll strangle you!" Feng Xinglie maintained his gentlest gaze and smile, but the flesh in his hand was clenched tightly...

"Those women have eyes on their own bodies. If they want to see, it's none of my business." Ling Yuxiang didn't dare to slap her hand away. Tears welled up in his eyes from the pain, and he looked at her with infinite grievance.

"You still dare to argue?" She raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips, and twisted the flesh in her hand.

"Good lady, I was wrong. It's all my fault for being so handsome." Under the violence, even the Great Ling War God had to submit, pitifully and sincerely admitting this inexplicable crime.