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

Qin Feng was slightly taken aback.

Unexpectedly, this proud princess would be so proactive, even with a hint of humble pleading.

Is she still the same aloof and arrogant Princess Mingyue who treats men as playthings?

In his mind, the familiar system notification sound seemed to be responding to his doubts.

[Romantic Luck (Gold): This talent greatly increases the host's attractiveness to the opposite sex, allowing them to pass through a sea of ​​flowers without being touched by a single petal!]

It turned out to be the case.

It seems this talent is at work!

"Okay, then I'll grant your wish."

Feeling the soft warmth pressing against his back, Qin Feng picked up Princess Mingyue and strode towards the soft, fragrant couch.

Under her expectant yet shy gaze, the room soon echoed with deliberately suppressed gasps and intermittent pleas for mercy...

One hour later.

Qin Feng felt refreshed and left the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion.

The Azure Dragon Force within his body, after another Yin-Yang harmonization, has become even more refined and condensed, flowing ceaselessly through his meridians, full of explosive power.

On the bed, only Princess Mingyue remained, her body limp and powerless, not wanting to move a single finger.

A satisfied and languid blush graced her stunningly beautiful face.

……

As dusk falls, the city lights begin to illuminate the scene.

Qin Feng changed into a clean brocade robe and went alone to the East Palace for the banquet.

The Eastern Palace is the residence of the Crown Prince.

Located within the imperial city, it is heavily guarded and has an extraordinary grandeur.

Before the palace gates, rows of imperial guards, clad in armor and holding long halberds, stood solemnly.

As soon as Qin Feng approached, he saw a familiar figure.

It was Zhao Gao, the arrogant and domineering attendant of the crown prince during the day.

At this moment, he is standing at the door, acting as a greeter.

But his face was no longer as smug as it had been during the day; it was swollen like a pig's head, covered in bruises, making him look extremely comical.

When Zhao Gao saw Qin Feng's figure, his body trembled involuntarily. Besides hatred, he felt a deep-seated fear.

"Lord Qin...Lord Qin, you've arrived."

Zhao Gao quickly forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, and greeted him in a shrill voice, adopting an extremely humble posture.

"Your Highness has been waiting for a long time. Please follow me."

Qin Feng didn't even glance at him and walked straight inside.

Ding Ding Deng!

Zhao Gao kept his head down and followed closely behind, not daring to even breathe loudly.

After passing through numerous corridors, a magnificent and extremely luxurious palace came into view.

Inside the hall.

The music was melodious, and the dancers, dressed in thin gauze, danced gracefully. The air was filled with the aroma of wine and the fragrance of the women.

Crown Prince Xia Yuanhao sat high on the main seat.

He looked to be in his early twenties, with a handsome face and fair skin, but his narrow eyes gave off a feminine air.

In addition, a dozen or so richly dressed young people were sitting inside the hall.

Each of them was arrogant and chatted merrily, clearly descendants of prominent nobles in the capital and core members of the Crown Prince's faction.

However, what truly shocked Qin Feng was the "chairs" those people were sitting on.

That's not a chair at all!

Instead, they were all living, breathing, young and beautiful women!

Barefoot, they knelt on the ground, forced into various humiliating poses, serving as seats for these young masters.

Meanwhile, those richly dressed young noblemen sat on them with a clear conscience, drinking and making merry while touching and groping the "chairs" beneath them, wantonly humiliating them.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube can be seen.

Such debauchery at just one banquet!

No wonder a chivalrous woman like Long Wu would risk her life to assassinate this Crown Prince.

If such a person were to ascend the throne, it would be an utter disaster for the entire Great Xia Dynasty!

Just as Qin Feng's emotions were in turmoil.

A laugh came from the main seat in the hall.

"Hahaha, young lord, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Xia Yuanhao flashed a warm smile and actually stood up, quickly walking towards Qin Feng.

"Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

Qin Feng remained neither humble nor arrogant, and bowed with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Young Marquis, there's no need for such formalities! This banquet at the Eastern Palace is to celebrate your victory! Come, please take a seat!"

Xia Yuanhao acted with extreme courtesy and respect, personally walking down the steps and warmly taking Qin Feng's arm.

They didn't even mention the incident that Qin Feng had brutally beaten Zhao Gao in the street that morning.

"Come, young lord, please take a seat!"

Xia Yuanhao led him to an empty seat.

In that empty spot, a graceful and beautiful young woman was kneeling, trembling as she waited.

Qin Feng paused in his steps.

Swish!Swish!Swish!

All eyes in the hall instantly focused on it, filled with scrutiny and amusement.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Qin Feng cupped his hands again, his tone indifferent: "It's just that Qin Feng is by nature uncouth and unaccustomed to sitting in such a precious chair. Please grant me an ordinary wooden stool."

Upon hearing this, the hall fell silent.

"snort!"

A young man in fine clothes sitting not far away immediately snorted coldly and stood up.

"Qin Feng, what do you mean by this? His Highness the Crown Prince personally offered you this seat; don't be ungrateful!"

"Exactly! Just a brute, does he really think he's someone important?"

"It's your good fortune to have such a beautiful woman as your chair, don't push your luck!"

"Does being famous in the martial arts examination give you the right to act arrogantly in front of His Highness the Crown Prince!"

……

In an instant, a chorus of reprimands rang out in the hall.

The smile on Xia Yuanhao's face froze for a moment, and a shadow of gloom flashed across his face.

But he quickly regained his composure and instead reprimanded the young man in brocade who had stood up:

"Shut up! The young marquis is my honored guest. How dare you be so insolent here? Wang Chong, quickly apologize to the young marquis!"

The young master was stunned for a moment, then reluctantly cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Qin Feng.

"I misspoke."

Xia Yuanhao nodded in satisfaction and turned to Qin Feng again.

"Young Master, please forgive me. Someone, bring a pear wood chair!"

Soon, a normal chair was brought up.

Qin Feng calmly sat down, and the storm seemed to have subsided.

Xia Yuanhao returned to the main seat and looked at Qin Feng with great interest.

"I have heard that the young marquis is highly skilled in martial arts and has superhuman strength. He can lift a cauldron weighing thousands of catties. In the archery competition of the martial arts examination, he surpassed all others and even defeated the champion marquis Lin Xiao."

Qin Feng responded calmly, "It's nothing more than a few petty tricks, just a fluke."

"Young Master is too modest."

Xia Yuanhao smiled, then abruptly changed the subject.

"I happen to have a fierce general under my command who usually enjoys sparring with others. Today, he has the good fortune to meet a young hero like the young marquis, and he is already itching to show his skills."

"Would the young marquis do me the honor of offering some guidance?"

coming!

The true purpose of the Feast at Hongmen has finally been revealed!

Qin Feng sneered inwardly, but his face remained calm: "Your Highness is too kind. I dare not presume to engage in a friendly spar; we are merely testing each other's abilities."

"good!"

Xia Yuanhao clapped his hands and laughed, then raised his voice to one side of the hall.

"Ning Xiao, come out and greet the young marquis!"

The voice just fell.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

A burly figure slowly emerged from the shadows beside the hall.

He was a burly man, nine feet tall, with bulging muscles all over his body, and exuding a strong smell of blood.

On his face was a horrifying scar that ran from his left forehead to his right jaw, making him look like a demon crawling out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

As soon as it appeared, the temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop a few degrees.

Someone immediately gasped in a low voice.

"It's 'Bloody Hand Butcher' Ning Xiao!"

"Good heavens! His Highness actually summoned him! This man is His Highness's number one warrior, with at least eighty or a hundred lives on his hands!"

"It's said that he once fought someone and tore his opponent in half! His methods were extremely cruel!"

"This is going to be good! This Qin Feng is probably going to get his blood spilled here!"