Immediately after the death of the master

In the past, I was escorted by others. If I can't die with dignity before I die, I won't do it.

If I don't want to escape or go, and I hug my master's thigh and cry, I think there is a [-]% chance that the master will protect me regardless of our friendship over the years, but what can I do?At that time, the old emperor will just have an excuse to kill the master, and when the army is overwhelming, we will all die.

If you die sooner or later, you have to die. If you die early, you may have a chance to be collected by colleagues who are not dead. If you die later with everyone, no one will even care about the corpse.

Although, I feel that my colleagues...

It is more likely to open the coffin and flog the corpse for me.

To be honest, I regret it a bit. In the past seven years, for the entire seven years, I have been conscientious and reckless, and finally kicked off the Ninth Prince, and got into the position of the second in command next to the master, from the bottom to the second.

How could I forget.

When a person ascends to a high position, he must fall hard.

The old emperor wanted to use his master's right arm and right arm, but my power became my life-threatening charm.

These seven years have been for nothing, so why not hang out with the former master.

Hey, the more I thought about it, the more annoying I was. I scratched my head, and the hairstyle that was originally like a bird's nest was even more unattractive.

I didn't want to think about it, so I opened the curtain and wanted to tell the special envoy that I was ready to go.

As a result, as soon as I opened the curtain of the military tent, I was so scared that I retreated.

But it was useless, that guy had already seen me, so she didn't care what I was thinking, she opened my curtain and walked in calmly.

"Enough crying?"

My political enemy, Ji Qingshuang, the eldest lady of the Ji family, threw the things under her arms on the ground, then found the cleanest spot in my tent, and directly occupied it.

"Miss, which eye of yours saw me cry?"

I rubbed my temples and felt like my head was getting bigger.

"Didn't you cry?" Ji Qingshuang supported her head with one hand, and played with a dagger inlaid with gemstones in the other. She stared at me for a long time, except for my slovenliness, she really didn't see any traces of me crying. "Boring, I thought you would cry this time."

As soon as she finished speaking, her hand fell down, and the dagger plunged straight into the wooden table, penetrating three points.

"Well," I asked cautiously, "Miss, what do you want from me?"

Ji Qingshuang raised her chin, motioning for me to look at the thing she dropped.

"Neng, my son has something to do with you."

Only then did I realize that the thing she was holding under her arm just now was a living thing, and I took a closer look, and it turned out to be the master's little bastard.That little brat was probably thrown badly by Ji Qingshuang, and it took him a long time to recover, rubbed his waist, and grinned at Ji Qingshuang:

"Who is your son?!"

Hearing what the boy said, Ji Qingshuang squinted his eyes, tapped the table twice with his hand, and then pulled out the dagger again.

The bully and fear of the hard-boiled brat was cowarded in an instant, and no one in the army knew that Ji Qingshuang, a woman who seemed to be a normal woman when she was quiet, did not change when she became crazy. No wonder she failed to succeed after chasing her master for so many years.

Seeing that the boy stopped talking, Ji Qingshuang gently brushed the sharp blade with her slender fingers, and said slowly:

"Just watch, one day I will marry that bastard Fu Jin."

Yes yes yes, good good good.

Miss, everything you say is right.

Seeing that the brat and I were afraid to speak anymore, Ji Qingshuang reminded the brat after pulling a saber:

"Didn't you say you wanted to talk to Li Nianen? I brought you here now. What's the matter, are you dumb?"

The brat wants to chat with me?What can he do?I haven't stolen his snacks recently, have I?Just when I couldn't figure it out, the little boy walked up to me with his head held high, looked down at me from a high position, and ordered viciously:

"You come back alive!"

I almost didn't laugh on the spot, how could this kid have such confidence, his father didn't dare to say this, but he is lucky, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.Seeing that I took his words as a joke, the little brat became even angrier. He approached me, stepped on my leg with one foot, grabbed my collar with one hand, and made me face him directly. Do not escape.

His expression is extremely vivid, and the flames of anger are burning in his eyes. Although his facial features are not at all like his father's, this vivid anger is really exactly the same as his father's when he was a teenager, which makes me feel like a lifetime away Suddenly remembered that the master also once wore clothes and angered the horse, happy to be kind and enmity.

It's a pity, things are different.Now I can only see the youthful shadow of the master on the little boy.

The little brat doesn't allow me to be distracted, he stared at me tightly, his tone almost threatening:

"I tell you, you have to come back alive for me!"

Seeing that the boy was so persistent, I nodded with a smile.

Then, knocked him out directly.

While throwing him back to Ji Qingshuang, I complained: "Really, adults are talking about things, why do you little brat get in the way."

Ji Qingshuang didn't intend to catch him, and was thrown to the ground with him.

Without the messy brat, I can finally have a good talk with Ji Qingshuang:

"Who the hell told him this?" My tone was terrible.

Ji Qingshuang didn't even look at me, and played with her dagger carefully.

"I."

I shrank immediately, put away my extremely bad tone, and smiled along with my face.

"Yes, yes, the eldest lady is doing well."

pat-

Ji Qingshuang put the dagger on the table, raised her head, and met my gaze.Only then did I realize that her expression was rare and gentle.

Could it be that I, the rival in love in her eyes, can finally get rid of me, there is no need to continue to be a tigress, I rubbed my chin, and deeply felt that what I thought was reasonable.

Ji Qingshuang looked softly at the little cub lying on the ground, that motherly look scared me to the point of goosebumps.

"I think it is necessary to let this child know the truth," she said. "After all these years, this child is the closest to you."

Ji Qingshuang's tone was full of gratitude, which made me reflect, in her eyes, besides the rival in love, maybe I have other identities.

Let me think about it, in her eyes, the master is the little boy's father, and she is the little boy's mother, but she said, I am closest to the little boy.

So, in her eyes, I am roughly a role like a nanny?

……

cough cough.

Disgusted by myself, I came back to my senses and brought the topic back to the right track.

"You come to me for anything, right? I don't believe that you will come to me specifically for the cub... Fu Keji."

Hearing my words, Ji Qingshuang withdrew his overwhelming warmth, sat upright, and said to me seriously:

"What do you want?"

oh?Co-authoring this is to see that I am going to die, so I came to ask for my last words, why don't you usually see that she is so caring.

"Anything?" I winked.

"of course."

"I want you to beat your sweetheart, are you willing?"

I was just looking for trouble, and I deliberately asked her some embarrassing questions.

"it is good."

Ji Qingshuang picked up the dagger, got up abruptly, and was about to walk out of the tent.

I immediately jumped up and grabbed her. I didn't expect her to agree, but since she agreed, she might really stab the master with her character, even if the master is her sweetheart she has been chasing for nearly ten years.

"Hey, hey, I'm joking!"

I have to stop this crazy woman so she doesn't mess around.

Ji Qingshuang was tripped by me, she turned her head and looked at me puzzled.

"Why don't you let me play that bastard Fu Jin?"

"He's not benevolent, so we can't be unyielding, right?"

It took me a long time to persuade Ji Qingshuang to bring her back. Judging from her lost expression, she probably wanted to beat her master a long time ago, but she has been suffering for no reason.

It seemed that after a very intense inner conflict, she finally made a decision.

"Okay," Ji Qingshuang said reluctantly, "Then you can change your request."

This time I didn't dare to mess around anymore, I dug out a bundle from the corner of the room and stuffed it into her hand.

"Here are the snacks and playthings that I entrusted someone to collect from Kyoto. Give them to Fu Keji for me, and tell him that I stole so many snacks from him, and now I have returned them to him. He can no longer say that I owe him. "

"that's it?"

"that's it."

I nodded like a chicken pecking rice, but I dare not provoke this aunt again.

Ji Qingshuang ended up with a burden, weighed it twice, and hung it on his shoulder.After the matter was settled, she didn't intend to stay any longer, so she picked up the cub from the ground, carried it on her shoulder, turned around and left.

Halfway there, before going out, she paused, looked back at me, and asked a question that she hadn't figured out all along:

"Why are you so loyal to Fu Jin?"

I didn't want to answer her question, so I asked her instead:

"And why don't you marry if you are not the master?"

She laughed dumbfoundedly, shook her head, didn't ask any more questions, and left.

18,

After Ji Qingshuang left, I waited for a while. At first I didn't know who I was waiting for, but it took me a while to realize, and then I couldn't help laughing at myself.

What the hell am I thinking, don't I understand the master I chose myself?

Now that he has made a choice, he will never regret it, no matter what the price of this choice is.

And how can a mere me be considered a price?

In a trance, I recalled my military life in these years.

We have been on the battlefield together, trekked through dangerous places together, and experienced the baptism of blood and fire.

In the most difficult time, the master’s feet were worn out repeatedly because of the scars on the inner thighs of riding horses. In addition to his old problems, he suffered from stomach pains all night and couldn’t sleep at all. I went to