Chapter 808

First Volume, Chapter 808: A Single Tree Cannot Hold Up the Sky

Liu Ming acted swiftly, and Qin Feng was very satisfied.

As for preparing escape routes, Qin Feng no longer needed to worry—he lay on the bed to rest and recover his strength.

At nightfall, Qi Ya arrived at the Yi Guan.

"Lord Qin, the venue for the banquet honoring General Chen has been secured—it's Yun Xiang Lai, the largest Wine House in Wang Du."

"You may depart at any time."

Qin Feng stretched vigorously, yawning as he scanned Qi Ya from head to toe.

Undeniably, this little girl was strikingly beautiful—but her demeanor was far too sharp.

Now that Jing Ci holds power, her Personal Maid can enjoy a brief period of prominence.

Should Jing Ci fall into misfortune in the future, Qi Ya will be the first to face retribution.

"You're Qi Ya, right? Tell me—if one day the true Princess of Da Di returns to Wang Du, will you remain loyal to Jing Ci, or will you choose the right tree to perch on?"

At these words, Qi Ya's face instantly collapsed.

"Lord Qin, my future is not your concern."

Qin Feng shrugged: "I'm naturally compassionate—I can't bear to see families destroyed."

Qi Ya, sharp as ice, immediately sensed Qin Feng had another motive, and asked coldly: "What do you mean, Lord Qin?"

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes: "Qi Ya, native of Zhuozhou, original surname Wang. Your parents were peasant farmers who, unable to feed themselves, sold you to a landlord. After several transfers, you were selected for the palace."

Qi Ya's mouth hung open in shock.

Fear followed—she never imagined Qin Feng had uncovered her past so quickly.

Qi Ya clenched her small fists tightly, feigning strength: "You… what are you getting at? I'm just a lowly Maid—why investigate me? Lord Qin, your curiosity is excessive."

Qin Feng's lips curled slightly as he watched her with interest: "As the Personal Maid of the Princess, isn't it natural to investigate you?"

"As the saying goes: Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

"Your parents still live in Zhuozhou, suffering bitterly. Yet you've never used your position to secure them even a little money for daily survival. Should I call you virtuous—or unfilial?"

Qi Ya's face flushed red and pale—she clearly recognized this as an outright threat.

If Qin Feng could uncover her family's background, then with a single word, her parents would vanish from this world.

She tried several times to shout at him—but the words died on her lips.

She knew well—he was no kind man.

This man had wiped out the entire Snow Wolf Brigade in one night.

To call him a killer without mercy was no exaggeration.

Qi Ya's eyes grew red: "What… what do you want?!"

Qin Feng's smile vanished; his expression turned grave: "Nothing much. Just keep watch over the Princess. Report every detail of her actions to me."

Qi Ya clenched her fists, teeth gritted: "You want me to betray the Princess? Dream on!"

Qin Feng had expected her refusal—no surprise crossed his face. He spoke calmly: "Think carefully before you answer."

"Do you think I'd threaten you with your parents? Such a crude, morally bankrupt tactic—I, Qin Feng, disdain it."

"But today at the City Gate, if I could help Jing Ci escape trouble, I can just as easily destroy her."

"By secretly spying on Jing Ci for me, you're not betraying her—you're protecting her. Only then can she live in peace forever."

Qi Ya's gaze burned with hatred—no matter how foolish she was, she wouldn't believe his lies.

This man…

Talked sweetly, but meant nothing.

Betrayal is betrayal—there are no excuses.

Yet Qi Ya realized with despair: she had no choice. This man never spoke without intent—his words would always come true.

Qi Ya and Jing Ci shared the same fate—rise together, fall together.

She dared not imagine what would become of her if Jing Ci were cast into the Cold Palace.

After long inner turmoil, Qi Ya finally surrendered: "I'll help you… but you must not harm the Princess. Otherwise… even if I die, I won't let you live."

Hearing this, Qin Feng burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! I've heard this exact threat countless times."

"On the Northern Border battlefield, in Sangzhou's thunderous battlefields, through countless blood-soaked sleepless nights—how many have threatened me, cursed me? What was the result?"

"Qi Ya, just do what I tell you. I guarantee your safety."

"Otherwise, I won't show you any mercy."

Qi Ya closed her eyes, took a deep breath. The pride she'd cultivated beside Jing Ci shattered before Qin Feng like glass.

She had no strength left—only submission: "I… understand."

Shi Shi Zhe Wei Junjie—Qin Feng came to Da Di not for friendly relations between nations. He came to Rejuvenate Daliang and ensure lasting peace for its borders.

Qin Feng waved his hand; Ning Hu stepped in and said gravely: "Brother Qin, I've ordered the Brocade Clothing Guard to travel to Zhuozhou and deliver One Thousand Liang of Silver to Qi Ya's parents."

"That sum will ensure they never lack food or drink for the rest of their lives."

Qin Feng nodded, smiling at Qi Ya: "This is your first reward for serving me. More will follow."

"Remember my words: In this nation, past, present, and future, there is only one true Princess—Jing Qianying."

"As for Jing Ci—if fortune favors her, she may one day become Chang Princess."

Chang Princess…

Qi Ya instantly realized: Qin Feng intended to place Jing Qianying on the highest throne.

But Jing Qianying was a woman. In Da Di, in Daliang, in all the countless Fan Bang Zhu Guo across Heaven—no woman had ever been Nü Huang Di…

Yet, meeting Qin Feng's unwavering gaze, Qi Ya felt a chilling certainty—he might turn this impossibility into reality.

"You may go."

Qin Feng waved his hand, telling Ning Hu to take Qi Ya away, then washed his face casually.

After Ning Hu returned, he couldn't help teasing: "Brother Qin, you're bullying a little girl—aren't you going too far?"

"You didn't see how Qi Ya cried all the way out—hahaha, you're too cruel."

Qin Feng remained unmoved: "A little hardship now means nothing; at least she won't pay a greater price later."

"As for making Jing Ci the Chang Princess, I wasn't joking."

"After all, Qian Ying has returned to Bei Di and needs someone to support her—otherwise, she'll be isolated and helpless…"