If I send you to join the army and marry a woman, will you conquer the Empress?

On the city gate tower of the capital.

Qin Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his nine-python robe fluttering wildly in the wind.

Below the city, a dark mass of people.

Three thousand Northern Yan knights, clad in black armor, charged in neat formations, their chilling, iron-blooded aura soaring into the sky.

The leading general, holding a long spear, pointed at the city tower and spoke in a booming voice.

"Listen up, you on the city walls! Hand over our Crown Prince immediately! Otherwise, the warriors of Northern Yan will trample this city to ashes!"

"To trample this city to the ground? To destroy everything?"

Qin Feng's voice, though not loud, clearly reached the ears of everyone below the city.

He looked down at the group of murderous knights, a mocking smile on his face.

"I am right here."

"I'm giving you a chance. Charge forward now and kill me."

Qin Feng spread his arms wide, as if embracing the entire sky. His domineering aura, which looked down upon the world, made all the soldiers on and off the city wall feel a chill run down their spines.

The Northern Yan knights below the city looked at each other in bewilderment.

They were somewhat bewildered by Qin Feng's actions.

Just then.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed.

[Vega Sea] Talent, activated at full power!

"boom!!!"

An imperial aura, a hundred times more terrifying than the one in the main hall just now, erupted from his body like a flood bursting its banks!

This oppressive force is invisible and intangible, yet it is real and undeniable!

It enveloped the entire battlefield!

The three thousand Northern Yan knights below the city felt as if the sky above them had suddenly darkened!

A pressure as heavy as a mountain pressed in from all directions, making it difficult for them to breathe and causing their hearts to race!

Their warhorses could not withstand the terrifying pressure. They neighed anxiously, their hooves went weak, they foamed at the mouth, and many even collapsed to the ground!

Those knights felt as if they were facing not one person.

Instead, it is an ancient god and demon that stands tall and majestic!

He is the sole ruler of this world!

The weapons in their hands became incredibly heavy, so heavy that they didn't even have the strength to lift them.

Their indomitable courage and fighting spirit were extinguished instantly in the face of this absolute pressure, like a candle flickering in the wind!

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump!"

It's unclear who started it, but one after another, the Northern Yan knights below the city threw down their weapons, rolled off their horses, and knelt on the ground, trembling like leaves, not daring to lift their heads.

The leading general was the first to be hit; his face turned ashen, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood before fainting.

In a short while.

Three thousand iron cavalrymen all submitted!

Qin Feng withdrew his oppressive aura and looked down at the group of Northern "dogs" below, who had completely lost their will to fight.

"I can spare Murong Yan's life."

His cold voice was like a gift from the gods.

"But you and your crown prince will all become prisoners of my Great Xia."

"Open the city gates and confiscate the weapons."

Qin Feng turned around, walked down the city wall, leaving everyone with only a proud and domineering back view.

Inside the main hall, the banquet continued.

It was as if nothing had happened.

There was just one more Crown Prince, who served tea and water and whose face was as pale as a ghost.

Qin Feng returned to the main seat, took Fuyao's hand again, and looked at her tenderly.

He had already shielded her from the wind and rain outside.

Tonight belongs to the two of them.

……

Night fell, and the darkness deepened.

The wedding banquet in the Hall of Supreme Harmony finally came to a close in an eerie and oppressive atmosphere.

The envoys and officials from various countries, as if granted a pardon, fled the palace as if they were escaping.

What happened today was so shocking and overwhelming that their brains could hardly process it all.

One punch instantly kills the Martial Saint!

They captured the Crown Prince of Northern Yan alive and forced him into slavery!

One man's shout drove off three thousand iron cavalry!

Any one of these things, if taken out at random, would be enough to shake the world!

Meanwhile, Murong Yan, the Crown Prince of Northern Yan, who had been reduced to a prisoner and publicly humiliated, was dragged away by the soldiers of the Tian Ce Army like a dead dog and imprisoned in the deepest part of the Heavenly Prison.

What awaits him is endless darkness and despair.

As the guests departed, the once bustling palace finally quieted down.

Only the palace servants remained, carefully cleaning up the mess on the floor.

Inside the Kunning Palace, red candles burned brightly, filling the air with joy.

Huge "囍" characters were pasted all over every corner of the palace.

Qin Feng took Fuyao's hand and walked into the bedroom that would henceforth belong only to the two of them.

The palace maids and eunuchs had already tactfully withdrawn, leaving this precious moment of their wedding night to the newlyweds.

Fuyao was still wearing that magnificent phoenix coronet and wedding robes, but the phoenix coronet on her head had been removed.

Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, highlighting her stunningly beautiful face. In the flickering candlelight, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Her face held a hint of newlywed shyness, as well as a trace of exhaustion after a thrilling day.

Qin Feng looked at her, his eyes filled with tenderness and apology.

"I'm sorry, Fuyao."

He reached out and gently stroked her cheek, his voice low and tender.

"To make your wedding day so bloody."

Fuyao shook her head, then grasped his large hand in return, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at him.

"My lord, what are you saying?"

Her voice trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

"What happened today is not your fault. It was those petty scoundrels who courted their own death. And..."

She paused, then her lips curled into a proud and sweet smile.

"My husband is a great hero who stands tall and upright. He killed a martial saint with a single punch, and single-handedly drove back three thousand iron cavalry. He is majestic and unparalleled in the world."

"It is my greatest fortune to marry a man like you."

This empress, who appears aloof and majestic in front of outsiders, is now just a sweet, affectionate woman who adores her husband in front of the man she loves.

Qin Feng felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this and couldn't help but hug her tightly.

"Silly girl."

He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

"It is my blessing to be able to marry you."

The two embraced, quietly feeling each other's heartbeats and warmth.

Outside the window, the moonlight was like water.

Inside, the candlelight flickered red.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous and heated.

"My husband..."

Fuyao buried her face in his chest, her voice barely audible.

"It's...dark."

Qin Feng's body stiffened slightly, and then a surge of heat rushed from his lower abdomen to the top of his head.

He looked down at the stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, her eyes filled with irresistible charm, and felt his mouth go dry.

He wasn't some clueless blockhead; he knew what was going to happen next.

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

He took a deep breath, picked Fuyao up by the waist, and strode towards the huge wedding bed covered with a dragon and phoenix pattern.

The red bed curtains slowly fell.

It blocked out the spring light from the room.

……

I don't know how much time passed.

Just as Qin Feng and Fu Yao were immersed in the great harmony of life.

A long-absent, cold, mechanical voice suddenly rang in his mind without warning!

[Ding! Detected that the emotional bond between the host and Empress Fuyao has reached the highest level of mutual devotion and soul fusion!]

[The host's talent [Vegahaine (Crimson)] has met the upgrade requirements and is undergoing transformation...]

[Upgrade successful! Congratulations, host, you have obtained the divine talent—[Emperor's Reign (God)]!]