Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 164 Soft Pink

Regardless of Liu Yi's inner turmoil, Yang Che finally managed to calm Hong Lian down in the room, a process that was extremely difficult for him.

At this moment, Honglian was lying on the headboard, her head resting on Yang Che's palm, showing no intention of letting go.

"Can you really be cured?" Honglian still didn't believe it, but she dared not disbelieve it.

"Of course, I'm still so young, a little illness can't possibly kill me," Yang Che said, perking up.

Honglian subconsciously rubbed her palm against Yang Che's. She believed what he said; in her mind, Yang Che was omnipotent.

"Definitely not, definitely not," Honglian said without hesitation.

She didn't want her hesitation to cause fate to turn against Yang Che.

"That's it, so don't worry. Once I'm better, I'll take you out to play," Yang Che said.

"Where are we going to play?" Hearing this, Honglian's attention was gradually diverted, and her eyes sparkled with excitement.

However, this small flame was quickly extinguished. It was already a mercy from King Han that she was able to stay here today. It would probably be difficult for her to go out and play alone with Yang Che.

"Don't worry, if the king doesn't agree, I'll just steal you out of the palace," Yang Che teased Honglian's soft and bouncy face.

"Steal?" Honglian blushed slightly upon hearing the word, but a sense of taboo arose in her heart. Involuntarily, she imagined a sneaky figure sneaking into the Han King's palace under the dark night, stealthily entering her bedchamber, reaching her bedside, and stealing her away while she was still fast asleep.

The thought made Honglian's heart skip a beat; it was truly, truly—

If it were you, that wouldn't be impossible. If it were, then it would be wonderful if he were the one to do it.

"Then it's settled," Honglian said hastily, as if afraid that Yang Che would change his mind.

The two continued chatting, about Honglian's daily life in the palace and Yang Che's battles of wits and courage in Nanyang. After some time, Honglian suddenly brought up the matter of learning martial arts.

Upon hearing the word "martial arts," Yang Che's heart stirred. It seemed that Honglian needed martial arts even more, since the destruction of the Han state was already inevitable. For a princess whose country had been destroyed, martial arts were an essential ability for self-defense.

Moreover, Honglian has a remarkable talent for martial arts. Although she only started learning martial arts halfway through her life, Honglian, who has transformed into Chilian, is proficient in swordsmanship, illusion, and poison. Her lightness skill is also quite good, placing her among the top-tier practitioners. It is evident that she is exceptionally gifted in martial arts.

Although she went through a very cruel process.

Perhaps, as Yang Che pondered, Honglian and Chilian, Honglian seemed to be suitable for cultivating the Heavenly One Heart Method.

Perhaps, one day in the future, Yang Che will actually be able to see both Honglian and Chilian at the same time.

"The martial arts skills of the masters in the palace may not be suitable for you to practice. If you want to learn martial arts, I can teach you," Yang Che said.

"You want to teach me martial arts?" Honglian was taken aback, but then her expression turned to surprise and delight.

Yang Che's martial arts skills are quite good. If Yang Che could teach her martial arts, she would naturally be better than the experts in the royal palace. Moreover, thinking about the physical contact with her female teacher when she was learning martial arts, two blushes rose behind Honglian's ears again.

In particular, if I were to learn martial arts from him, would I have to call him "Master"?

Thinking of how she called Yang Che "Master," Honglian trembled all over.

Yang Che had no idea that Honglian had thought of so much in such a short time, despite her not-so-bright mind.

"That's right. I have a martial art here that should be very suitable for you to practice. Moreover, if you can master it, you will be able to protect yourself well no matter what happens in the future," Yang Che said.

With Honglian's talent and the Heavenly One Heart Method, even if she can't cultivate to the Grandmaster level, she will definitely be much stronger than Chilian in the original trajectory. At least she won't be seriously injured by Sheng Qi again.

"I can also protect you," Honglian said excitedly.

"Yes, and you can protect me in the future." Yang Che smiled too. Such an innocent and bright smile was something he would cherish and protect.

Yang Che then began explaining the Heavenly One Heart Method to Hong Lian. Before they knew it, time had slowly passed. Hong Lian never forgot the purpose of her stay. When Yang Che needed water, she would offer him a teacup. When Yang Che needed to eat, she would personally serve him the meal with her own bowl.

She took meticulous care of Yang Che. What could be the reason that a princess who had never taken care of anyone before would take such good care of Yang Che?

There's only one explanation: it's because of dedication.

However, there is one thing that is inconvenient.

So, when Yang Che needed to use the restroom, problems arose.

"Honglian, go and call the maid from outside," Yang Che suddenly said.

"Huh? Why do you need to call someone?" Honglian was completely oblivious, still immersed in the joy of being alone with Yang Che.

"There's something I need your help with, maid," Yang Che said.

"What is it?" Honglian asked naively.

"Well, I need to take care of some personal matters," Yang Che said reluctantly. It was really difficult to say these words in front of Hong Lian.

Honglian's face flushed instantly. She realized that she had asked an incredibly stupid question and also realized her mistake. She had been here for so long and had never asked about this matter before.

Yang Che said this because he had been holding back for a long time and could no longer bear it.

Realizing her mistake, Honglian felt a pang of self-reproach. In her self-reproach, she made an impulsive decision. She stood up but did not leave. Instead, she rummaged around and quickly found something. Holding it in one hand, she was about to pull back Yang Che's blanket.

"I'll do it myself." Seeing that Honglian was about to untie her belt, Yang Che quickly refused.

"No, you're sick right now. This kind of thing, this kind of thing—" Beneath Honglian's shyness lay a firm resolve.

"Honglian, you'd better think this through. Once you do something, there's no going back. You'll have no choice but to marry me," Yang Che said, pressing down on Honglian's hand.

"I'll marry you if I want, I don't want to marry anyone else anyway," Honglian said firmly, her face already burning with determination.

"No regrets?" Yang Che laughed. If Honglian wasn't afraid, what did she have to be afraid of?

"Will you make me regret it?" Honglian, who was almost becoming the second Yanlingji, met Yang Che's gaze without hesitation. She had grown a lot. Although she still had innocence, she was no longer the naive little princess she used to be.

"No." Yang Che's answer was also decisive, but a hint of hesitation was hidden in his decisiveness.

Probably not.

Perhaps, maybe.

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