Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 407: Chapter 179: A Plot Against Zhao Feng! Princess Yan: Is Zhao Feng Really This Handsome? (Part 2)

"The tiger and wolf-like Qin sits perched at our side, making it difficult for the King Father to find peace in sleep or meal."

"And within this powerful Qin, surely you have heard of the name Zhao Feng."

"This young man, though youthful, is extraordinarily valiant and courageous, with a command of troops not inferior to the veteran generals of Qin."

"He stations his troops in Yunzhong City, right by the side of our great Yan, which causes the King Father even greater unease," said the King of Yan with a face full of helplessness.

"King Father."

"You want your daughter to marry him, is it to win him over?" Wuyang immediately asked.

The King of Yan shook his head: "Win him over?"

"This young man is highly favored by the King of Qin, holding a high position and great power."

"How could he be someone who could be won over?"

Though he had never met Zhao Feng, as a nearby adversary, the King of Yan had certainly studied him deeply.

"What does the King Father need your subject to do?" Wuyang raised her head, looking at the King of Yan.

Though being a princess, she could naturally see that her King Father wanted her to do something.

"Rest assured."

"King Father will not have you make a move against him, at least not for now."

"King Father wants you to do your utmost to gain his favor, and ideally make him trust you immensely," the King of Yan said solemnly.

"Yes," Wuyang nodded.

"If one day, Qin truly raises its hand against our Yan."

"If one day, it is this Zhao Feng who leads the army to attack our great Yan..."

The King of Yan shifted the tone of his speech, revealing a hint of coldness in his eyes: "King Father hopes that for the sake of great Yan, you can remove him."

Upon hearing this!

Wuyang trembled all over.

A hint of fear appeared in her eyes.

It seemed she had not expected the King of Yan to bring up such a matter, leaving her utterly stunned at the moment.

Looking at the stupefied Wuyang, the King of Yan slowly stood up, placing a hand on her shoulder, and spoke with deep emotion: "Wuyang, from a young age, the King Father has favored you greatly, far more than any of your siblings. King Father knows, should you indeed act, and the day comes when you truly kill Zhao Feng, in the future, you will inevitably be killed by Zhao Feng’s subordinates."

"But for the sake of great Yan, King Father can die, any person of Yan can die."

"Can you promise your King Father?" The King of Yan gazed at Wuyang. In his aged eyes, there was a pleading look, but even more, a form of coercion.

Should this Princess Wuyang dare not agree, the King of Yan’s attitude would surely not be as it was.

Feeling the gaze of the King of Yan, and his intimidating pressure.

Though fear gripped her heart, Wuyang could only nod her head.

"Very well."

"Wuyang, rest assured."

"If one day, things really turn out as the King Father wishes, and the Qin dispatches Zhao Feng to move against our great Yan, as long as you act, I will treat your mother twice as well."

"She will not be mistreated," the King of Yan said with a smile, very satisfied with Wuyang’s response.

However, in his words, there remained a strong threat towards Wuyang.

This also served as a reminder to Wuyang that her mother was still in the palace.

"Thank you, King Father."

Although she had understood the King of Yan’s meaning, Wuyang could only express gratitude.

"Very well."

"You may go prepare."

"Tomorrow you are to marry."

"King Father will ensure you marry with honor, and the dowry will certainly not be paltry," said the King of Yan to Wuyang.

"Thank you, King Father," Wuyang bowed slightly, then retreated.

Watching Wuyang’s retreating figure, the King of Yan’s expression reverted to one of coldness.

"Though we suffered a setback this time, if Wuyang remains by Zhao Feng’s side, and at a critical moment delivers a fatal blow, it will be sufficient to resolve a great threat for our great Yan."

"Zhao Feng."

"You may be clever, but you will still fall into my strategies," the King of Yan thought coldly.

Crown Prince’s Mansion!

"Great humiliation, a shameful disgrace."

"Our Princess of Yan is actually to marry another as a concubine."

"The King Father is truly muddle-headed to the extreme."

When Yan Dan received the news that his sister was to marry Zhao Feng, he was instantly furious.

"Crown Prince, mind your words."

"One should not speak recklessly."

A retainer beside him immediately spoke up.

Realizing that his words had indeed been somewhat excessive, Yan Dan’s anger gradually subsided.

"How noble our Princess of Yan is; though Zhao Feng is barely worthy, if it were marriage as a wife it would be fine, but to be a concubine?"

"This..." Yan Dan’s face turned livid.

"The Great King has already decided."

"The princess is to marry tomorrow," the retainer said helplessly.

"Want to save the Great King, the King Father is beyond saving; only I, the Crown Prince, can," Yan Dan’s eyes showed a hint of resolution.

By now, his King Father’s various actions had greatly disappointed him.

In Yan Dan’s view, this was akin to surrendering sovereignty and humiliating the nation.

"Indeed, Crown Prince is right."

"Only the Crown Prince can save great Yan," the retainer immediately said.

"Has there been any movement from Fan Yuqi lately?" Yan Dan inquired.

"Reporting to the Crown Prince."

"He continues to indulge daily without making any moves," the retainer respectfully replied.

Yan Dan chuckled slightly: "Let him enjoy."

Behind Yan Dan’s smile, the cold intent was beyond the knowledge of others.

A few days later.

Yan Border.

Qing Qin led thousands of Yan troops in escort, with a bridal carriage in the center, and behind it numerous wooden chests packed into over a hundred carriages.

The princess being married.

The scale was naturally high.

The King of Yan’s conduct seemed to not wish his daughter to suffer grievances after marrying, hence the elaborate preparation of the dowry.

Qin Border.

Zhang Ming rode a horse, with fifteen hundred of the Personal Guard Army behind him.

They were all part of Zhao Feng’s trusted aides.

While a thousand belonged to Zhao Feng as the Protector-General’s trusted aides, an additional five hundred were his hereditary trusted aides.

The Personal Guard Army of fifteen hundred could only be matched by Wang Jian and Zhao Feng.

The trusted aides of other two Shangjiangjun did not compare to Zhao Feng’s.

Perhaps.

This was a case of the successors surpassing their predecessors.

At the border line.

Qing Qin rode forward, Zhang Ming also slowly rode forward, reaching the border line.