Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

The original severe pain gradually disappeared, and Fu Qingyu vaguely heard the sound of firecrackers ringing beside her ears.

"Congratulations to General Fu on his triumphant return!"

"General Fu is really young and promising!"

The words of praise were endless, and Fu Qingyu vaguely noticed that he could vaguely see the back of the armored figure in front of him.

He actually felt a little familiar, until the man in armor turned his head, Fu Qingyu was startled as if he was frightened.

Why does this person with a black mask on his left eye feel a little familiar?

Could it be that she is the person called Xiaoyu?

When his eyes became more and more blurred, Fu Qingyu felt as if he was lifted up easily, as if he was thrown upwards in the air.

Fu Qingyu, who was dizzy, fell into darkness, as if his soul had been emptied, but a bustling capital city appeared in his mind.

Thousands of years ago, the Rong Kingdom had a vast territory and millions of soldiers and horses. It took decades to unify the four kingdoms and establish the most prosperous Rong Kingdom capital.

But less than eight years after the founding of the country, it fell apart. The kingdom originally established by force was immediately divided up, and the millions of soldiers and horses were also wiped out. Since then, the kingdom has been destroyed and its territory has been divided into countless small countries.

"Brother Fu won his first battle today, let's have a good get-together."

"That's right, Brother Fu is now heavily used by the court, and he will definitely be invincible when he gallops on the battlefield in the future!"

The Yinggeyanyan dance in the restaurant was so lively, Fu Qingyu in heavy armor held the wine cup in his hand and said with a smile on his eyebrows: "You are welcome, Fu is new to the battlefield, so please take care of me."

Everyone present here is the son of a family of military generals, they may not have mastered martial arts, but they are all very good at flattering kung fu.

At sunset, Fu Qingyu left the restaurant, smelling of alcohol, pretending to be drunk.

Fu Qingyu, who was still drunk, would immediately turn around and mount his horse, galloping across the streets of the capital.

Surprised, many vendors who had not had time to close their stalls hurriedly dodged to the side, for fear of offending the little overlord general in the capital city.

After entering the general's mansion, the servant had already prepared hot water, Fu Qingyu threw the sword aside, and went directly inside to take a bath.

The soldiers waiting outside could hear Fu Qingyu's disgusting words from inside from time to time: "It really stinks!"

This little overlord general loves cleanliness the most, he has to change into his robes several times a day, even in the barracks, he is still very clean.

When it was dark all around, Fu Qingyu inside just changed into his robe and had a meal in the pavilion.

But the food was already prepared, but Fu Qingyu didn't move his chopsticks, as if he was waiting for someone.

The moonlight fell lightly on the pool water on the side, giving off a shimmer, and the cool night breeze gently brushed the green curtains hanging in the pavilion.

"Miss Jiang still doesn't want to come?" Fu Qingyu asked the servant beside her without any dissatisfaction.

The servant lowered his head in horror and replied: "Master, Miss Jiang said that she was not feeling well tonight, so she had already rested early."

Before the words were finished, the people in the pavilion jumped over the pool, climbed up to the eaves with a handsome Qinggong, and their eyes quietly fell on a certain garden in the house.

A white robe quietly fell into the garden like the bright moonlight, and Fu Qingyu jumped into the square room nimbly.

"General Fu, what's the reason for your visit late at night?" Before the beaded curtain was opened, there was a voice from inside.

Fu Qingyu stopped her pace, and looked at the woman sitting quietly through the bead curtain, but she couldn't move her eyes away as if she was fascinated by this look.

"Why doesn't Miss Jiang go to eat in the pavilion?" Fu Qingyu answered as softly as possible after recovering.

"It's late at night, if Jiang Ruo has no appetite, General Fu should go back."

This woman always refused so bluntly, as if nothing could catch her eyes.

Even if the Fu family is the emperor in the capital, they still have to give some face, and Fu Qingyu has never dared to disrespect himself in the capital.

But she never gave Fu Qingyu a good face, she always looked cold.

Feeling depressed, Fu Qingyu opened the bead curtain and stepped into the room. There was incense burning on the low table, and there was only a nearby faint lamp left in the room.

"Miss Jiang is sitting by this window admiring the moon?" Fu Qingyu sat on the side with a cheeky face, looking at the woman straightforwardly.

There are many beautiful women in the capital, especially the women in the backyard of the palace are all from the upper class. Fu Qingyu, who often goes to the palace, has seen a lot of them, so she is used to it.

But the woman in front of her made Fu Qingyu feel very nervous.

Dressing up as a man gave Fu Qingyu a lot of convenience, but the matter of getting married was imminent.

In the past, Fu Qingyu had to rush to the battlefield to avoid marriage, but when he saw this woman for the first time, it was as strange as the man said in the play about the woman.

This feeling is really strange, but Fu Qingyu has always been very decisive in killing on the battlefield, so he invited this woman back to the mansion.

Although it was a request, Fu Qingyu also suffered a lot. This woman's sword dance is very good, and even Qinggong is also very good at dancing.

At first, Fu Qingyu wondered for a long time before leaving the woman in the mansion with the excuse of learning swordsmanship, but he didn't expect that Fu Qingyu was beaten every day because all the bones in his body were broken.

Because of this suffering, Fu Qingyu realized that this woman not only didn't like to get close to people, but actually she was more ruthless than herself on the battlefield.

Looking sideways at the people outside the window, he turned his head and asked calmly between his eyebrows: "General Fu is not busy today?"

It's rare to take the initiative to bring up the topic, Fu Qingyu responded eagerly: "I'm not busy, I'll go to the restaurant, the wine is very fragrant, but the people inside are too irritating, it's really annoying."

"Rong Kingdom is currently fighting everywhere to expand its territory, and the military discipline is strict. General Fu should be strict as a general."

Is she worrying about herself?

Fu Qingyu frowned and smiled and said: "Miss Jiang is right, next time I will definitely not drink with those dudes who are fooling around."

The moonlight quietly fell beside her, like a layer of silver light, she was like a shimmering angel, Fu Qingyu subconsciously held her breath, and sweat dripped out of her palm unconsciously.

"Ms. Jiang will be bored if she stays in this mansion all day. I look at the starry sky outside the window. I think tomorrow will be a good weather. How about going on a cruise together to enjoy the scenery?"

Naturally, Fu Qingyu read these words from a lot of sour dramas, and most of the men invite the pleasing women like this.

"General Fu has to go to the barracks tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

Is this a rejection?

Fu Qingyu's heart sank, regardless of the prestige of the Fu family in the capital, even Fu Qingyu's achievements on the battlefield were small achievements, could it be because of this masked face?

Because of her handsome appearance, Fu Qingyu was also troubled by it, so she put on this mask because of her injury on the battlefield.

The rumors outside were very mysterious, some said that his face was rotten, some said that he had strange scars, but Fu Qingyu didn't explain it anyway, thinking it would be better than being chased on the street all day long.

The Rong country woman was passionate, Fu Qingyu was really distressed, but the woman in front of her was as cold as an iceberg.

However, Fu Qingyu smiled awkwardly and said, "Miss Jiang really has a good memory."

Which servant is talking nonsense!

As the night got darker, the surroundings became quieter. The capital city was always very lively, but Fu Qingyu's mansion was chosen to be secluded, so he could avoid being disturbed.

Not far away, you can still see the bright light all over the sky, which is the capital of Rong Kingdom, which is becoming more and more prosperous day by day.

"Since Miss Jiang likes to be quiet, why did she come to the capital of Rong Kingdom?" Fu Qingyu chose to divert the conversation, saving herself a few words each time, and was kicked out by her.

"It's just that I'm used to being quiet." She looked softly at the moon and said in a low voice, "I'm just an idler with nothing to do, and there's no reason for that."

Idlers?

Fu Qingyu looked at the woman in front of her with straightforward eyes, and there seemed to be nothing in her eyes.

Her origin is unknown, as a general of the Rong Kingdom, now that wars are raging everywhere, Fu Qingyu's reason reminds her that she should be guarded against.

But ever since she lived safely in this mansion, Fu Qingyu seemed to be fascinated, and tried every means to talk to her a few more words.

It's just that Fu Qingyu was happy every time he came back, but when he was kicked out, he was completely messed up.

This woman's martial arts are superb, and Fu Qingyu does it every time either from the window or from the roof, in short, in various ways.

Seeing that the time was approaching, Fu Qingyu knew that he got up first, stroked the wrinkled robe lightly with his fingertips, and said hesitantly: "I'll see you at the training ground tomorrow."

"Ah."

In the past few years, it stands to reason that even if it is a rock, it should be warmed up, but this person really didn't respond at all.

Fu Qingyu walked a few steps, turned his head unwillingly, leaned against the door thinking he was bold and said, "Ms. Jiang, why don't you go outside to enjoy the moon together?"

Jiang Ruo by the window stared at Fu Qingyu, and replied indifferently: "Does General Fu want to practice sword?"

amount……

These words are inexplicably lethal.

"When I'm talking nonsense, Miss Jiang, please rest earlier." Fu Qingyu didn't want to be sent flying out again, otherwise she would have to change her robe again.

"General Fu."

"What's wrong?" Fu Qingyu looked around hopefully.

Jiang Ruo looked lightly at the mask on the face and said, "Is your face really hurt?"

Fu Qingyu stopped at the spot in a daze, and responded with a slightly red face: "It's not that bad, it's just a bit of an eyesore."

"let me see."

Before the words were finished, Jiang Ruo had already walked towards this direction suddenly, so fast that Fu Qingyu had no reaction at all.

It's just that Fu Qingyu didn't expect that she would suddenly reach out and caress the upper side of her face, and she was very close to her.

Fu Qingyu's subconsciously defensive hand was also controlled. It is conceivable that if she is a secret agent, there is no one in this capital who is her opponent.

"Miss Jiang, what are you doing?" Fu Qingyu only felt that her voice was much lower, and her heart was throbbing inexplicably.

She had always been very quiet, but when she suddenly became so strong, Fu Qingyu was a little caught up.

"Let me see how the injury is." Jiang Ruoqing pulled off the thin belt tied behind Fu Qingyu's head.

The small half of the black mask fell off, and Fu Qingyu blinked lightly, looking at Jiang Ruo, who was very close in front of her, her thin and rosy lips were right in front of her eyes.

Either he was obsessed with ghosts, or he was daring, Fu Qingyu forgot that his nose and face were bruised and swollen from being beaten all these years, so he boldly pecked lightly.

Can't help sighing that it's no wonder those dudes in the restaurant like to hug left and right the most, it turned out to be so wonderful.

There was a thumping in the heart, Fu Qingyu was ready to be beaten away, but the woman in front of her blushed and pursed her lips in silence. Is this shy?

So she would be shy too?

Fu Qingyu bent her eyebrows and smiled brightly, and couldn't help thinking that even if she was a monster that cannibalized, she would be willing.

It's just that Fu Qingyu may have overlooked the meaning of becoming angry from shame.