Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

Waking up suddenly, he looked away in embarrassment.

But the heat in his body still couldn't dissipate, the heat made him move his legs impatiently, and he didn't know what happened.

——The purpose of these people was not to play with him from the beginning, but to use this drugged drink purely to see him make a fool of himself in the public.

It's just that although he was aware of this matter, when the wine glass was passed to him again, Ji Wenchun looked at their watching eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said "no", and drank the wine in one gulp.

So that's three rounds down.

He was surprised that he was still standing there properly.To him, the air seemed to be a sticky flame, burning his skin, but it was also sticky and sticky, making his skin hot.Those dandies stared at him, and the obscene poems and rhetoric they read with laughter became a thin but hot thorn piercing into his skin, itching and hurting.

Ji Wenchun had never been so embarrassed before.

Even after the country was broken, he was weak and silent all day long, allowing others to bully him, but in his heart he was always a scheming person who watched other people's behavior with cold eyes and estimated the value that could be used in his heart.

But now even his heart felt like it was being burned, and the friction of his clothes made people feel unbearably hot.

Yiwen sensed that something was wrong, and called him suspiciously in his heart with the still cold and calm voice: "Ji Wenchun?" After that, Ji Wenchun finally couldn't help but groaned, took a step back in embarrassment, and pressed his back hard. on the wall.

His breathing was heavy, and his face was hot as if he had a fever, and because of the constant oozing sweat, it was as shiny as a layer of wax.The two feet rubbed against each other lightly uncontrollably, there was a rustling sound between the fabrics, and the bulging part between the legs was very obvious.

He felt the viscous feeling beneath him because of the man's low voice calling just now, and pressed his head with his hands, making a low sound like a sob.I never thought that one day I would be reduced to such a situation, so that I had no face to answer that person's question.

Feeling the embarrassing silence of this stubborn young man, Ivan sighed and could only say, "Leave it to me."

Then he took control of this body before Ji Wenchun could react.

The other people heard the sound made by the useless prince just now, and they were squinting their eyes and smilingly waiting to see the good show, but they saw the useless stand up suddenly, and glanced at them coldly amidst everyone's gloating.

It was a very cold look.

He was clearly still a teenager, and such a cold expression actually didn't match his appearance.But as long as he shows that kind of eyes, there is a kind of natural fit.

His expression was as stern as a large expanse of snow-covered coniferous forest in the north.With lower eyebrows and eyes, it should look soft, but it looks too sharp, not to mention deep, the result is as narrow and deep as a scabbard, and like a scabbard, I have only heard the secret of the sword in my life.

They shivered in horror at that look, and wanted to back away in horror, but the next moment, the cold and sharp look lowered, showing a cowardly and useless look again. The previous cold and indifferent expression was just an outsider. illusion.

The playboys looked at each other in surprise, trying to figure out what was going on, when they heard "Ji Wenchun" chuckle and said, "Go ahead."

The wine went through a few more rounds.

Every time the round passed, the useless son never recited poems, but only drank the wine mixed with drugs, obviously every time he appeared to be on the verge of collapse and made a fool of himself, but he always stood up again in their hope , smiling at them again.

The ink in these people's stomachs is almost empty, and they can remember such a few obscene poems in their minds, and they are almost exhausted after a few rounds.Being born to be spoiled like this by the family, he is naturally arrogant, and he is not someone who can be easily swayed. If he is provoked by that waste material, he can only bite the bullet and mix what he knows well. Dongxi drank the wine, so——

The sound of wine glasses falling to the ground.

Then there was the person who fell down with a bang, his hands were scratching around in confusion, and the people next to him were cursing, don't take me with him, but he couldn't control his weak feet, and was pulled to the ground.

Hot breaths intertwine with each other, the air is so hot that it is suffocating, the old playboys are pulling each other's clothes indiscriminately, rolling on the luxurious soft blanket.

What a good-looking collective prostitution.

Ivan, who watched the farce, chuckled lightly, and saw that the bureaucrats and nobles not far away had stopped talking, as if they had sensed something was wrong here, and immediately left the venue and ran out from the side lane.

Ji Wenchun was actually much more familiar with the imperial palace than these officials of the new dynasty who had just moved in. After all, children's nature is to play and like to explore, and the entire imperial palace was a big paradise for him to explore when he was young.

Therefore, while asking him about his route, and using his ability to carefully bypass the guards on the bright side and the hidden guards in the dark, Yiwen finally ran to a remote place that could be regarded as a cold palace. The body was handed over to Ji Wenchun——

Then there was a groan.

The pleasure that had been suppressed before made a bang, and instantly hit the spirit, it was so strong that it made people suffocate, the desire from the inside of the body made people blush, and the emotional reaction had existed for a long time, and it was impossible to restrain it at all.

The moment Ji Wenchun took over his body, he fell directly to the ground, dazed, covering his face and panting in a low voice, trying to restore his rationality to his chaotic brain.

"you……"

Yi Wen chuckled, "You're still too old, Ji Wenchun."

No matter how calm his mind is, he is still only a boy under fifteen years old. In addition, he has experienced national hatred and family hatred, and has almost no time to think about love affairs, so that after such desires are completely lured out by drugs, Ji Wenchun Sentimental and completely helpless.

When Ivan was in control of his body, he could also feel the restlessness in Ji Wenchun's body, but Ivan was used to pretending and deceit, so even if his body became excited and hot involuntarily, he could still wear an upright and upright face. With a cold face, continue to play games with the children.

So a child is a child.

Thinking of this, in Ji Wenchun's astonishment, Yiwen guided his hand down, and then in the panic of his face that could no longer be more flushed, he whispered in the child's heart: "Now I will teach you some of your things. The things that the courtiers have never told you, such as - the relief of desire."

He did know these things.

The first reaction in my heart was like this, but vigilance and suspicion, as well as the indescribable complexity, hadn't risen in time. Following the opponent's actions, Ji Wenchun's mind fell into a muddy state again.

Things in the world are soft and light.It is clearly burning heat, but it is different from the embarrassing and disgusting state before, bringing out some ambiguities that are warm and scorching, obviously painful but willing to break free.

The body he was touching was obviously his own hand, and that touch could not be more familiar, but...

But it just made him feel absurd and abnormal.

Just because it was the unknown existence that was in control at the moment, he actually felt that it was the other party's hand that was being relieved.

As a result, emotion dominated the body even more, and he couldn't help but feel panicked that this thought made him even more desperate to have some extra thoughts, and then those thoughts dragged him into another kind of abyss even more hopelessly. .

"Is this okay?"

That calm and quiet voice seemed even more embarrassing compared to him who was in such a mess now.

"—Ji Wenchun?"

That voice with a smile made him see the white light thoroughly and in embarrassment.

☆, the fourth chess piece to seize the country

As a result, Ji Wenchun didn't speak a word to Yiwen for the next few days.

After almost investigating the layout behind the recipient this time, Yiwen has changed his initial understanding that he was weak and stupid, and in his heart he felt that although the recipient was young, he was so cold that even he could count him A tool for use, a calm, gloomy and calculating person.

However, he didn't expect that this young man with the air of a young king would have such an awkward and shy side when he was still young, which made Ivan feel a little funny from the bottom of his heart.

But this is not the time to allow them to quarrel and procrastinate.

There was such a commotion at the banquet where the palace rewarded all the officials, those people would definitely find out the reason, and they would also know the ins and outs of all this.

Although those willful dandies will definitely be punished, but what Ji Wenchun showed in the play, which is different from the previous weak and deceitful appearance of beating and scolding, will definitely be suspected.

Ji Wenchun had to get out of here before they realized something was wrong.

——This obsolete Kyoto is no longer enough to accommodate the dream of a subjugated proton.

Therefore, when Ji Wenchun silently pried open the frozen ice layer on the lake as usual, and was about to take out the water for today's cooking, he found that his feet were nailed in place, and he was very lively.

His eyes widened in surprise, and then he realized that the person in his body controlled this body.

"Although you still don't want to talk to me..."

That smiling voice was full of good-natured sarcasm, and Ji Wenchun, who was trying to forget what happened that day, felt an indescribable shame and indignation.

His pale face flushed, his eyes wandered, he bit his lips tightly, his heart was in a mess, he didn't know how to respond to the other party's words.

But before Ji Wenchun could react, Yiwen had already continued, "But we have to leave here, Wenchun."

"But," Ji Wenchun realized that he was finally able to speak, "Where can we go?"

He suddenly realized that his first reaction was not to say "I", but to say "we".

Unknowingly, has he already regarded the existence of unknown origin in his body as a companion?

"Contact your old department, find someone you can trust, and they will help you."

Although after the fall of the old dynasty, the grasshoppers fell in succession one after another, even if there were stubborn and stupid people who were unyielding and unyielding, they had already been executed by the royal family of the new dynasty.

But there are always some guys who endured the humiliation for a while, bowed their knees and submitted to the new dynasty, but still can't be reused.

Guys who are still loyal to the old dynasty but afraid of death, smart people who hide in the city and wait for opportunities, and even careerists who yearn for power and use chaos as a staircase, but do not gain benefits from the new dynasty——

These are the forces that Ji Wenchun can use.

But Yi Wen, who was calculating how to help the young prince win over, still didn't expect the other party to perform much better than he imagined.

Not long after, Ji Wenchun obeyed his arrangement and contacted the generals who had helped him earn a living in the capital and win over the old troops over the years.

They took the now empty general's mansion as a pick-up point, according to the plan, adjusted the time, received those who were sure to be trustworthy one-on-one under the arrangement of the general, and discussed with these people who were likely to become their subordinates.

Almost everyone who came was dressed in gray and inconspicuous clothes, and came in carefully through the side door. If some former generals with high martial arts skills, they would even suddenly appear in the courtyard.No one knew how these people got in, and no one saw them.

They just appeared in the secret room one by one, looking darkly at this proton who was useless except for the noble blood in the past, weak and useless, and no one looked down on them, evaluating in their hearts the value of the other party worthy of their allegiance.

wait and see.

Evaluation.

vigilance.

Yiwen was worried that Ji Wenchun, who had never experienced such battles before, would be timid in front of these dangerous people, but he never expected that the young man who was always soft-faced, at this time, behaved completely opposite to the taciturn Proton in the past.

Under the watchful eyes of those who looked at him imperceptibly, Ji Wenchun just leaned against the wall of the secret room, playing with the jade in his hand boredly, and glanced at these unpredictable guys from time to time.

The pale and sickly young man, with slightly raised eyebrows and eyes, is careless, but like a lone wolf, he has a dangerous taste of blood.

Those people also undoubtedly noticed his condition.

General Yangwei, who was sent back to his hometown, demanded arrogantly that he should take full power to command the army after he had assembled; the deputy commander of Kyoto, who still controlled an army of [-], looked like a frail scholar with a smile on his face, and his tone of voice was like With a soft voice like a childish girl, she spoke to the former prince with the same ambition in her heart; the rebellious king of a different surname directly threw the wine glass in front of Ji Wenchun, mocking him as just a weak and sickly boy with all the scars on his body. It smells like medicine and milk, and he has no right to overwhelm him as the emperor who rules the world... However, he added with a meaningful smile, he does have a daughter, surprisingly, who is about the same age as Ji Wenchun; The owner of the mansion tried his best to dissuade him, and the former minister of Taichang Temple had already brought his granddaughter here.

Iwen, who was in charge of eating melons, was amazed by these tricks, and he was also convinced that Ji Wenchun was able to calmly and politely answer these people's temptations one by one, and gradually regained their hearts.

Cold and unruly, gloomy and calculating, and has the demeanor of a king.

Obviously, he looks like a pale sick child...

The recipient this time is quite interesting.

And when the leader of the Rinsu army, who was nearly one and a half tall and was rumored in the army that he had killed a bear with his bare hands, arrogantly demanded that he never act with the army of the deputy commander of Kyoto, otherwise he would immediately report the matter to the new dynasty When the emperor—

Ji Wenchun just tapped the expensive jade on the table lightly, and answered casually, letting you do what you want.

"It's just that on the day we entered the capital, your head, general, will be hung on the city gate, and will be drowned in urine by the broken soldiers standing on the city wall."

Then, he showed a faint smile, raised his eyes slightly, and glanced at the man coldly.

Wow, it's so good to die.

Yiwen complained in his heart, eating melons and melons.

Presumably, the arrogant man heard this, and immediately pulled out the giant knife from his waist in anger. Even Ivan, who was hiding in Ji Wenchun's body, could hear the astonishingly large knife split the air and was about to hit his head the wind.

It seems that the next moment the head will be chopped in half——

But Ji Wenchun didn't even move.

He just stared at the other party with always cold eyes, watched the knife stop less than a finger away from his forehead, and then smiled softly.

"A subject will never draw a sharp blade in front of his lord...but I believe you just want to split this jade for me to see its fineness, don't you?"

"General He, take care."

After finishing speaking, Ji Wenchun directly threw the valuable jade in his hand on the ground, and with a sharp and ear-piercing collision sound, the beautiful jade fell to pieces on the floor.

The man still put the giant knife on top of Ji Wenchun's head and looked at him motionless.

The young prince rested his head on his hands, glanced casually at the broken beautiful jade on the ground, and said indifferently: "This kind of thing is just a child's toy after all. How can it be compared to playing with this great river and mountain, which can bring people happiness?" fun of?"

The strong man stared at Ji Wenchun, and Yiwen looked at his arm, feeling that the muscles on it could tear Ji Wenchun apart with just his arm strength, and then looked at the knife on his head, suspecting that when the other party let go, Ji Wenchun—together with him— — about to be split in two.

The man's face was still terribly gloomy, but he didn't expect him to laugh suddenly, and threw the long knife in his hand on the ground, "As expected of His Royal Highness!" His roar was so majestic that it seemed that it could be heard even outside the general's mansion. "It's better to try the world!"

……awesomeness.

So the recipient really needs his help this time?

Evan had to doubt life.

But one day during the march, Ji Wenchun, who had grown into the still pale but handsome and tough young master, stared at the bonfire outside the army tent, and talked with Yi Wen about that night.

"I thought he was going to kill me." He chuckled.

At that time, almost no one in the forces under his command had heard Ji Wenchun's laughter. There were even rumors in the barracks that Shaojun was born unable to laugh.

But he never hesitated to smile in front of Ivan.

"That knife looks so heavy that it would kill me. If he let go, he didn't have to cut it, he would have killed me. I was so frightened that I couldn't even show the expression of fear, and even the hand that threw the jade was shaking. Almost fell on my own leg."

"But here you are—"

The cold and stern young master pressed his chest and said in a low voice.

"You are in my body. When I think of this, I am not afraid all of a sudden."

It wasn't until those who wanted to recover one by one had all left that Ji Wenchun breathed a sigh of relief.He lay on the chair, lightly closed his eyelids, and heard the footsteps of his teacher entering the secret room.

"...General." Proton said softly.

The man looked around and said, "Hasn't Your Highness subdued them all?"

"Some guys are fishing in troubled waters, and a few are the spies of the rebels who are crowned with monkeys." Ji Wenchun said indifferently, "It's just that if you can give enough benefits, there are few people who are loyal, knowing that they will die Go little man."

The man's face changed slightly, then he sighed and said, "The prince is indeed wise and powerful."

Ji Wenchun just laughed lowly: "The general didn't expect that? I thought these people were carefully selected by you."

Ivan hid in his consciousness, quietly not speaking.

His tone was quite meaningful and extremely dangerous. The guilty man took a step back subconsciously, then realized his weakness, and moved forward again. At the same time, he held the knife in his waist, but he still said: His Royal Highness, what kind of metaphor is there?"

"Is it?"

Ji Wenchun just said something inexplicable, then stood up in the man's frightened and angry eyes, and faced him, "After I was imprisoned by the traitors and puppet courts, among the former courtiers, everyone avoided me like a snake, only the general You took the initiative to show favor to me in secret, taught me the way of being a general and the art of being an emperor, made me practice literature and martial arts, and let me get in touch with the old ministers of the emperor—”

"For a traitor, you are really loyal. What's more, for me, a useless waste who can't be supported, you have already gained the trust of the puppet court. You could be high in the temple, but you endured the humiliation for me. Really, It's a pity."

He was still talking there, but the man's expression changed drastically. After several changes in expression, he finally couldn't restrain the anger in his heart. He was about to rush over, but when he took the first step, he realized his weakness in horror. I have no strength under my feet.

His body had become limp at some point, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of black blood. He stared at Ji Wenchun with disbelief, and just fell down.

Ji Wenchun walked slowly in front of him, squatted down, and smiled: "Thank you, General."

Although he was smiling, the boy's expression was so calm, almost indifferent.The deep black eyes are like deep springs, just gazing coldly at the dying person.

The man was coughing up blood, staring at him with hatred in his eyes: "You...you don't trust anyone, you are... heartless." He cursed, "Even if you can sit on the seat of the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, you can't believe it." He will also be alone for the rest of his life, until he dies, Ji Wenchun——!"

"...Who knows?"

Ji Wenchun answered him as if talking to himself.

He caressed his face unconsciously, faintly obsessed, that kind of movement, even soaked in some sweet morbidity.

Anyone who saw that expression would feel that he was stroking the most beloved person or thing, but he was touching his own face, showing such an expression, it was full of secrets that would frighten the third party.

—You trust no one.

- You will be alone all your life.

Then, smiled.

"It's enough... to be here."

Ji Wenchun murmured in a low voice.

The man stopped breathing just like that with a panicked look in his eyes.

Ji Wenchun watched silently, then stood up in the secret room where he was the only living person left, and spoke to the ghost in his body: "He didn't know why he died until he died."

"Yes." Ivan replied simply.

When he saw the so-called general who had been teaching Ji Wenchun, he faintly felt that something was wrong, so he kept using Ji Wenchun's body to test the identity of the other party secretly.

Sure enough, in name, he was a man who was loyal to the old dynasty, but in fact he was sent by the new dynasty to take care of Ji Wenchun in name, but in fact he wanted to find out who else in the dynasty was loyal to the old dynasty and had evil intentions——

Use the imprisoned waste protons as bait and tools.

Then this time is the final closing.

When Ji Wenchun visited the general's mansion, Yiwen sensed that something was wrong. He tested the tea with his own means, and it turned out that it contained deadly poison.

Most likely, after this one-by-one contact, the risky former prince was poisoned to death, and then declared to the outside world in the name of sudden death, and then those who swore allegiance to the old prince were eliminated one by one.

So Yiwen secretly told Ji Wenchun how to change the tea in the cup, and successfully made the other party unconsciously drink the poison he had poured.

Ji Wenchun was silent for a moment, and said: "I regard him as a teacher... After my parents died, I was alone, until he found me in secret, taught me, and gave me hope. To me, he He used to be a teacher, but also a father and brother—”

In this secret room with only him alone, the voice of the young former prince unconsciously brought out a bit of fragility.

Evan was silent.

Most of the royal family who lived in the temple could not have imagined that because they were cautious and did not want to leak the news, only the general knew that the list that was waiting to be reported to the emperor after killing the former prince had now become a secret among the dead.

Before leaving, Ji Wenchun threw the candlestick at the bed curtain, then walked outside the general's mansion, staring intently at the thick smoke gradually rising from it.

The soaring flames shot straight into the sky in the dark night. Hearing the voices of those rushing in the general's mansion, shouting "It's gone! It's gone!" and "Where is your lord?", Ji Wenchun felt the north wind The icy cold and the fiery heat of the sea of ​​fire invaded him together.

"I... only you are left."

The prince said softly.

"Don't leave me behind."

——Don't betray me.

However, the real words were not spoken.

Although he didn't mention his name, the only one with him who is standing alone in the dark and peeking now is the ghost of unknown origin hidden in his consciousness.

Evan hummed as a response.

Anyway, his mission in this world is to bring the world back to Ji Wenchun. As long as this basic premise is not violated, there is really nothing to abandon him.

Then he felt the corners of Ji Wenchun's mouth slightly raised, and the crown prince who had been so gloomy all day surprised him, but at this moment, he showed a simple and light smile like a child.

really weird--

Evan couldn't help thinking.

He clearly knew that the wolf cub was tough and cold, but was actually so vulnerable.

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☆, the fifth pawn to seize the country

Taking the fire that burned the city in Kyoto in winter as a turning point——

The prince of the old dynasty publicly announced the restoration, and now it has been six years.

Abandoned by the rulers, the mourning people, seeing the rise of the old and new rulers who were considered wise in the past, have almost desperate hopes and rush to the former royal line one after another.

Disappointed with the rule of the new dynasty, far-sighted scholar-bureaucrats, or depressed but still nostalgic for the old dynasty, along with the power he displayed along the way, either hesitant or sincere, Serving under the prince's banner of the young hero—to some extent, it can also be said that he is still a child.

He appoints people on their merits, but he can also weigh the contradictions among the underprivileged families who have taken refuge under his banner, so that each party feels that they are valued by the lord.

On the battlefield, he has the demeanor of a vanguard and a commander at the same time. Although he takes the lead, he can also have an overview of the overall situation and give command in time.

In the past six years, he has seldom been defeated, and even spread the reputation of being undefeated and undefeated among the enemy troops.

If it is a dynasty of Zhongxing, it must be such a king who can lead it.

—Besides, he has indeed grown up.

Ivan stared at the handsome and cold face in the stream, thinking to himself.

That trash who was weak in character, willing to be bullied by others, and weak in body in the old capital had grown from a teenager into a cruel and handsome young man.

But obviously he was like a ghost on the battlefield, dangerous and terrifying, but the former stinky boy grew up to be handsome.

Six years of time and the experience of the flames of war pulled out his body, which was as straight and sharp as a blade. Although his face was still very pale due to physical reasons, he became a pale and cold god of war.

Undoubtedly, in Shaojun's subordinate army, there are countless young girls waiting to be married, who are secretly in love with this father/grandfather who swore allegiance to Shaojun.

However, Ji Wenchun is terribly unreasonable. Whenever he sees his subordinates taking the opportunity to take him to his mansion for a feast under the pretext of comforting the young master, no matter whether it is the method of using the curtain to pick the piano or the splendid method of expressing love, it is completely ineffective. On the contrary, Ji Wenchun While frowning tightly, looking at those people in doubt and displeasure——

Yiwen, who was hiding in his body as a passerby eating melons and watching operas, wanted to laugh very much.

Once, a girl even got up the courage that Ivan admired, and pretended to go to the wrong room, and bumped into Ji Wenchun's arms, but he was regarded as an assassin by him. It was really uncontrollable, and a frenzied laugh broke out directly in Ji Wenchun's consciousness.

According to the onlookers at the time, Shaojun's face was as dark as it wanted, staring into the eyes of that courageous young lady, they were dark and heavy, so cold and sharp that they almost made him cry.

"I don't like this kind of thing."

Afterwards, Ji Wenchun said to him in his mind.

"I know what they are thinking, but I don't need extra people to insert into my life, those limp... noble ladies who have never experienced setbacks in their lives."

"But you have to get married." Ivan replied lazily, "Marriage can bring you the most tenacious ally, and when you defeat the puppet dynasty and officially become emperor, the courtiers will not allow the Holy Majesty's harem to be empty. Don't do that Childish, you are Shaojun, Wenchun."

As a result, Ji Wenchun didn't say a word to him all day again.

That young man, who was clearly no longer a child, was extremely attached to him——

Evan is also very clear about this.

Outsiders only know Shaojun's ruthlessness and talent, but no one knows that he will hold his body in silence in the dark night, suffering from the blood and heavy pressure on his hands that he killed.

There is no doubt that Ji Wenchun is good at patience, but patience will be pathological.

Whenever this time, Ivan would grasp part of his identity, stroke his forehead gently with his hand, and comfort him gently.

If it is from the perspective of outsiders, there is only a dimly lit room, and there is a young master who is talking to himself like two people with one body, this must be a terrifying picture.

But under his comfort, Ji Wenchun would make his already tense body even tighter, then his cold pupils would dilate, his body would tremble slightly, and finally he would relax, leaning on the fur blanket offered by his subordinate behind him , as if nestled in someone's arms.

"...I really want to see you."

Ji Wenchun's voice was very low.

— and not just the voice inside me.

"You just rely on and admire me as a father, Ji Wenchun." Ivan answered him casually.

As a result, a certain high-cold young master who was only in front of him, who was so childishly angry, remained silent again, and didn't say a word to him throughout the night.

Ivan had no interest in taking care of children who played with temper. Since Ji Wenchun didn't want to talk to him, Ivan, who was so bored, simply ran out wearing Shaojun's skin after he fell asleep.

The next day, when Ji Wenchun woke up, his face was terribly dark, and he stared closely at the always capable and keen heroine in front of him.

The latter was so frightened by his cold eyes that he stumbled and stumbled for the first time in his life: "But... last night, it was indeed the roasted sweet potato that I ate with you, Shaojun. Young Master, you gave me..."

Ji Wenchun's expression moved slightly.

He took a deep breath to feel the consciousness in his body, and after confirming that the other party had fallen asleep——

"give me."

The wise and mighty young master simply stretched out his hand.

"Ugh?"

The heroine of the eighteen-year-old green and pure girl with a bewildered face.

Ji Wenchun said word by word: "The one from last night, the leaves are knotted, give it back to me, I don't want to give it to you anymore."

... Young Master, are you really okay?The female general was bewildered.

When Yiwen woke up, Ji Wenchun was sitting in the military tent and watching the latest military situation. When he noticed his waking up, he said softly, "Are you awake?"

Is not this nonsensical?

Ivan was still sleepy, so he ignored him.

After Ji Wenchun was silent for a moment,

"In the future, if you are really bored, you can use my body to go out and have fun—but be sure to let me know where you are going in advance." Shaojun, who has become accustomed to orders over the past few years, added awkwardly, " please."

"Yes." Ivan agreed.

Anyway, considering Ji Wenchun's reputation, he wouldn't use his body to go to places where he couldn't stand it and do anything excessive.

From the corner of Ji Wenchun's eyes, Yi Wen, who was half asleep and half awake, caught a glimpse of the green color protruding from the side of the desk, suddenly froze for a moment, and asked, "That thing..."

"I did that."

Ji Wenchun interrupted him neatly, and then turned his eyes to the other side, so that Ivan, who shared his vision with him, could not see, "I am learning to weave green leaf knots."

But no matter how you look at it, it is the same green leaf knot that he gave to that brisk and agile girl who was actually full of girlish innocence last night...

Forget it.

Lest he act like a child again.

Not long ago, the general of the army of the new dynasty, who was confronting Ji Wenchun's army, sent a secret document requesting to secretly surrender his loyalty to the young master. Most likely, he saw the rising sun here and wanted to vote for another new master.

Ji Wenchun had no interest in this kind of unreliable nonsense. What's more, after checking, the other party was one of the strikers who once broke through the capital and slaughtered the city. He turned cold and directly stopped his subordinates from speaking, and wholeheartedly decided to reject it. By the way, humiliate it.

But Ivan dissuaded him.

Ji Wenchun's current military strength is indeed inferior to that of the Xin Dynasty, not to mention the critical moment when he is about to return to Kyoto, so no ounce of strength can be wasted.Since there is military power that can be used, it should not be used any longer