Chapter 88

Qin Feng never thought that Zhen Yi would ask him to take his entire family and flee. But he also knew that this was the best plan Zhen Yi could come up with.

He comforted, "Father-in-law, there's no need to worry. I have a plan to deal with Cui Lie."

Zhen Yi opened his mouth wide, speechless, "Son-in-law! The Cui family has been a noble family for generations, even the Yuan family, which has had three dukes for four generations, would show respect to them. You... you should leave quickly."

Qin Feng smiled, "If I leave, that's when real trouble will start." Seeing how nervous Zhen Yi was, he reminded him, "Just like this, the emperor will have his own judgment."

Zhen Yi, being a shrewd man, felt that this made sense. But he was still uneasy.

"Father-in-law, it's getting late. You should rest early. I'll just go see my wife," Qin Feng said, eager and impatient. Others might feel like three autumns had passed in a day, but he hadn't seen his wife for two months and was truly missing her.

Zhen Yi's heart trembled at this. He wanted to stop Qin Feng but felt it was inappropriate. Not stopping him also seemed wrong. He hurriedly said, "Son-in-law, I've already prepared a fine courtyard for you in the front yard."

Qin Feng was unhappy, "Father-in-law, you're being too formal. My wife has already troubled you a lot. I don't want to cause more trouble. I'll stay in the back yard."

"Ah..." Zhen Yi was stunned. He wanted to say they weren't married yet, but he had called Qin Feng "son-in-law" so many times that he couldn't say it. Before he knew it, Qin Feng was gone. Zhen Yi was lost in thought, sighing, "What a disaster, what a disaster!" He hurriedly called out, "Son-in-law, there are some things your mother-in-law hasn't told your wife yet."

"Nothing to worry about, I'll take care of it," Qin Feng's voice came from a distance.

Zhen Yi almost collapsed, feeling extremely aggrieved, "Living bandit, living bandit!"

Qin Feng, the "living bandit," entered the inner quarters, stopped two maids, and had them lead him straight to his wife's boudoir. His reputation was growing, and no one dared to stop him; instead, they knelt to welcome him.

As he approached the boudoir, he heard the cheers of the two young wives inside.

"Baby knew it, the Cui family can't match my big brother husband."

Qin Feng, hearing this outside, felt his whole body tingle. He thought how adorable his wife Zhen Mi was when she was a young girl, even giving her husband the title of "big brother."

Inside the boudoir, Zhen Jiang sighed in relief but was still worried, "The Cui family is very powerful. I wonder how my husband is doing."

Qin Feng, hearing this, felt warm inside, thinking that his wife Zhen Jiang really cared for him.

At this moment, Zhen Mi's cute voice came from the boudoir, "Since I was little, I often dreamed that my husband would be a great hero, leading thousands of troops to marry me. It turns out, it's all true."

Qin Feng, unable to wait any longer, pushed the door open and walked in.

Their eyes met, and after a moment of surprise, they were filled with deep affection.

Since Qin Feng had used the 36 stratagems to win their hearts, the Zhen sisters had been completely devoted to him.

Zhen Jiang blushed and hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Zhen Mi, on the other hand, threw herself into Qin Feng's arms, "Big brother husband, I've missed you so much!"

When the maids left, and only Qin Feng and his wives were left in the room, endless affection and longing were revealed.

When the moon was high in the sky, Qin Feng, holding Zhen Jiang, came to the window and swore to her that he would come to marry her when the Yellow Turban Rebellion was quelled.

But these words immediately offended the younger wife.

The younger wife, Zhen Mi, squeezed herself between Qin Feng and Zhen Jiang, very dissatisfied, "You're taking my sister first, what about me?"

"Ah..." Qin Feng scratched his head, "When you come of age, I will come to marry you."

Zhen Mi extended her slender fingers, counting, "That's still one, two, three, four more years." Suddenly, she put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "No, if you take my sister, I'll be left alone. If you're going to marry, marry us both, wailing..."

Qin Feng, seeing his wife cry, was at a loss.

Fortunately, Zhen Jiang was considerate, "If the general truly cares for us, can you wait a bit longer and marry us together?" Her face turned red before she finished speaking.

Qin Feng, looking at Zhen Jiang's beautiful face, thought that having such a stunning wife and waiting for a few years was too much for a man to bear.

Zhen Jiang's face turned even redder, and she said, "I know the time is long. If the general agrees, even if we're not officially married, from now on, I will be the general's."

Qin Feng understood her meaning, overjoyed, thinking that having a real relationship first and then getting married was also a good idea.

Thus, with Zhen Jiang's lips trembling, Qin Feng, after much effort, swearing and making promises, finally sent the younger wife away.

Then, the lights were turned off, the door was locked, and the rest is left to the imagination...

In short, Qin Feng, with renewed vigor, climbed the peak, swept the plains, and explored the valleys. After repeated efforts, he finally exclaimed, "Indeed, it's comfortable."

The taste of a goddess is something ordinary people can never understand.

Meanwhile, in Zhen Yi's study, the lights were still on.

"What, Qin Zijin is staying overnight!" Zhen Yi's hair stood on end. Hearing that Zhen Mi had come out, he sighed in relief, "Qin Zijin is still sensible! Wait, why did I say that? He's not sensible at all. He's staying overnight before the wedding, he's a living bandit, a living bandit!"

Zhen Yi, jumping with anger, pointed at his third son, "You three, go get Qin Zijin back!"

The three brothers, hearing this, trembled. They thought, "Father, you're not going, but you're sending us. What kind of person is my brother-in-law? He even destroyed the Cui family. Who can stop him? This is clearly sending us to our doom."

The eldest, Zhen Yu, waved his hand, "Father, it's only a matter of time before he becomes part of the Qin family. A day or two doesn't matter. It's late, I'm retiring."

"Retiring!"

"Retiring..." The second, Zhen Yan, and the third, Zhen Yao, seeing their elder brother leave, also hurriedly left.

Zhen Yi, trembling with anger, knelt on the mat, slapping his knees, "What a disaster, what a disaster..."

Thus, Qin Feng began his honeymoon early. He was so happy that he forgot about everything else, launching new offensives every day. In no time, he had been at it for two days.

...

Speaking of the vast plains of Henan, there stands a magnificent city, one of the most prosperous in China, and even in the world. With a population of millions, the city bustles with activity, showcasing the grandeur of a metropolis.

At the center of this city is a grand palace complex covering 50 hectares, known as the Southern and Northern Palaces, or the Luoyang Palace, the center of power in the Han Dynasty.

At noon, a group of refugees arrived at the eastern gate of Luoyang. The guards quickly came to stop them, shouting, "This is the capital, refugees are not allowed to enter..."

Suddenly, a man jumped out from the crowd, shouting, "Blind your dog eyes, I am the Tingwei, not a refugee!"

The guard captain, being a smart man and stationed at the main gate of Luoyang, recognized the Tingwei Cui Lie, and immediately knelt, "I am blind, I am blind!"

Cui Lie, with disheveled hair, didn't have time to argue, shouting, "Quickly, if we miss the morning court, we won't see the emperor today!"

With a rustle, over 200 people from the Cui family, looking like refugees, entered the bustling city of Luoyang.

The guard captain, standing up, scratched his head, "What's going on? Did the Tingwei encounter the Yellow Turban rebels?"

From inside the gate, a voice shouted, "I am going to report that living bandit, Qin Bapi!"

The guard captain suddenly understood, "So it wasn't the Yellow Turban rebels, but bandits!" He wiped his sweat, "This bandit is ruthless, even more ruthless than the Yellow Turban rebels. Look at how the Tingwei was robbed, turned into a refugee!"

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