The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

Looking down at the capital, it was in chaos.The people in the streets and alleys ran and fled in a hurry, and dozens of drunks in front of the wine shop and gambling house were noisy with red necks, staggering, and a puddle of ooze rotted on the ground.The Duke's Mansion was not peaceful either, and everyone was busy packing their armor and luggage, preparing for the battlefield.

The Duke and Mrs. Guo have already gone to the school to rectify the soldiers. All the affairs in the house are left to the old housekeeper. 20 years ago, he used to put on the armor for the two generals.

This time Liang Zhaoge led the order to accompany the army, the Holy One paid more attention to it, and sent more than [-] palace people into the mansion to organize their luggage, and all the preparations were sent from the palace.Liang Zhaoge sent his men and horses to Dongyuan, and a large number of supplies were spread out in the spacious courtyard of Dongyuan, and the servants and palace people packed them up in an orderly manner.

Zhu Jiuci was so worried that his heart almost jumped out of his throat. Liang Zhaoge was on the battlefield for the first time. Inexperienced people are undoubtedly going to die. Even if the emperor entrusts heavy guards to guard the yellow sandy land thousands of miles away, the imperial decree can't reach it. How can those guards who are not even in danger protect Liang Zhaoge's safety.And this time, he still shoulders such a heavy responsibility. What he is fighting against is the trump card of Nanguo State, which has been lurking for 15 years.

Zhu Jiuci entered Xiyuan full of thoughts, only to see Liang Zhaoge wearing Chinese clothes stepping on the green grass in the depths of the courtyard full of flowers, gently rolling up his sleeves with one hand to reveal his thin and white wrists, brushing the glass lamp with his fingertips, Gently wipe the dust.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, hurriedly walked over to hold him back, Liang Zhaoge glanced sideways at him, then went to fiddle with the lamp again, admiring the glazed light as leisurely and elegantly as in the peaceful and prosperous age.Zhu Jiuci stomped his feet in a hurry, really the emperor was not in a hurry to kill the eunuch, but seeing the calm appearance of the man, he didn't know what to say about him.

Liang Zhaoge pursed his lips and smiled, abandoned his precious Liuli, and took Zhu Jiuci's hand.

"Young master?"

"What?" Zhu Jiuci said angrily.

"Young master is worried?" Liang Zhaoge completely saw through his thoughts.

Zhu Jiuci can be regarded as looking for an outlet to vent, the chatterbox opened up and talked endlessly, from being careful of cold soldiers to guarding against wild wolves at night camp, from drinking more water and eating less cold food to grabbing the guards at any time so as not to distract them, Zhu Jiuci Ci almost said all the precautions that he could think of. After the call, he only felt dry mouth, but he still felt that he owed something. He regretted that he was greedy for comfort and did not learn some battlefields from the Duke of the country. Qiu Dianbing's ability, now that his sweetheart is going to go to the border, but he can't even say anything useful.

Liang Zhaoge looked at him tenderly, and waited patiently for the villain in front of him to finish speaking. Finally, the courtyard was quiet, and he brought a glass cup from the side: "Taste the fresh flower dew?"

Zhu Jiuci held it in his hand and didn't have the mood to drink, his eyes rolled straight, he was still thinking about the dangers on the battlefield that he forgot to remind.

Liang Zhaoge said: "My little father-in-law said 73 things."

Zhu Jiuci raised his eyes in surprise.

"Don't you want to drink?" Liang Zhaoge tilted his head to look at him, "Young Master has said so much, Zhaoge really needs to spend some time digesting it. This strict rule almost eliminates all dangers. Those who practice magic are like a wall of iron and steel, invulnerable to swords and guns."

Zhu Jiuci immediately felt a little more at ease, holding the flower dew and drinking it, it was very cool for a while, the cold dew slid down his throat, the warmth and delicateness relieved his restlessness, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

"Good?" Liang Zhaoge asked him.

Zhu Jiuci nodded and showed him the bottomed cup.

Liang Zhaoge burst out laughing, "Young master is really a good drinker. I picked these all morning, and the young master drank it in the blink of an eye?"

Zhu Jiuci panicked, "I, I, am I—"

Liang Zhaoge stopped teasing him, led someone into the flower bushes, pressed his fingertips on the petals, and dew flowed out from the center of the stamens, dripping crystal clear.

"There are still more, as much as the little father-in-law wants."

Zhu Jiuci knew that he was being teased by this person, angrily stuffed the glazed cup back into the person's arms, angrily walked out of the flowers, walked outside the corridor and squatted on the volley stone slab, staring at the sparkling pool of water to cool off.

Liang Zhaoge Yingying followed, walked lightly across the water corridor, gracefully stepped over the corridor railing and turned to sit beside him, his slender legs dangling under the stone slab, only an inch away from the water surface.

"Drink, I just picked it." Liang Zhaoge poked him secretly.

Zhu Jiuci turned his head away from him, his mind was filled with the neighing of swords, guns and halberds all over the sky.

The battlefield is ruthless, how could Liang Zhaoge, who was hiding in the depths of the treasure pavilion, understand.

The blue-tailed blue sparrow flew over, Zhu Jiuci looked over, and in a blink of an eye saw Liang Zhaoge sitting next to him reflected in the painted eaves of the corridor, Xianya is not like a mortal person.

The gorgeous brocade clothes have an exquisite face, expensive jadeite is hanging by the ear, and a delicate and warm suet jade bracelet is on the wrist. The skin is as fair as goat milk, without any scars and blemishes. At the fingertips, hide the hard carapace without destroying the beauty's green and jade fingers.

How could such a beauty who was born in the water and raised in the treasure house, pampered and served with honey, go to the battlefield where the strong wind shaves her face, knives, guns, swords and halberds flow into rivers of blood!

Zhu Jiuci grabbed his hand in a panic: "Zhaoge farewell—" Go.

He bit his lower lip and didn't say any more, tears welled up, the figure of the beauty in front of him gradually blurred, the national war was coming, Zhaoge was no longer his only Zhaoge.

"Zhaoge, don't be afraid." Zhu Jiuci changed his words, quietly wiped away his tears and took his hand, "Let's go find Little General Qu, it's always useful to hold Buddha's feet like this."

Liang Zhaoge concealed his distress and nodded slightly.

Walking to the street, it was desolate and desolate. People turned their backs on their backs, and pedestrians ran around with huge luggage rolls on their backs. Officers and soldiers chased after them on horseback, "No noise! ​​No buyouts! Women and children go home!"

The business in front of the teahouse was still good, and through the window lattice, the angry young people held high their tea bowls and talked about it, berating Fang Qiu boldly like a chivalrous man holding strong wine.The old man who is indifferent to life and death sits cross-legged on the threshold, holding a big bowl of tea in one hand, blowing on the hot air, and sighing that 20 years are just yesterday.

The two went to the Qu Mansion, and it was rare for General Qu to be away from the school grounds today. Since the Duke and his wife returned to the school grounds, Little General Qu went back to the mansion by himself to pack his luggage.

Qu Mansion is elegant and clean, just like Little General Qu himself, it doesn't look like a majestic General's Mansion, but it looks like a gentle waterside pavilion in the south of the Yangtze River.

After talking in the main hall for a long while, Zhu Jiuci carefully memorized dozens of pages of paper. Liang Zhaoge and Qu Jinghong looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.

After coming out of Qu Mansion, Qu Jinghong called Zhu Jiuci to stop: "There is something left behind, please come and pick it up with me."

Zhu Jiuci followed him in, and the Linglong eaves cast a shadow, blocking the sunlight under their feet.Turning around a corridor pillar, the figure outside the mansion could not see, Zhu Jiuci hastily grabbed Qu Jinghong, who stopped him from speaking:

"Young Master, I don't need to say that I know it, and I will definitely protect Young Master Liang this time."

Qu Jinghong stood tall, with a long sword behind his back. Since the day the book of war was sent to the capital, he had never left his sword. He had seen Zhu Jiuci in the hall and wanted to talk to him alone, so he had to call him here .In fact, he knew what Zhu Jiuci was going to say, and so did the person outside the residence.

Zhu Jiuci lowered his hands, lowered his head and his eyes trembled.

"Thank you General Qu."

"Why should I say thank you?" Qu Jinghong turned sideways to look at the tree shadow in the courtyard, when a peach blossom fell, he caught it with his sword.

"The peach blossoms that fell from the little father-in-law."

Zhu Jiuci looked at the shimmering knife face in front of him, the soft pink petals fell on it, and his face was reflected from the side.

He carefully put the peach blossoms into his arms.

"Young master, let's go to Xiao's mansion again." Qu Jinghong said.

"Xiao Cen is looking for me for something?"

"It's okay." Qu Jinghong put away his sword, "He also set out with the army."

Zhu Jiuci broke through the door, dragged Liang Zhaoge and ran towards Xiao's mansion desperately. This time, he ignored the invitation and stood in front of the majestic mansion gate and slapped the copper ring with all his strength. His voice bang bang loudly, "Open the door! "

After a long period of silence in the mansion, the heavy mansion door creaked, and bloodshot eyes appeared through the cracks in the dark door.

"Young master, please go back."

"Old man! Please open the door!" Zhu Jiuci panicked and grabbed the door, preventing him from closing it again.

Liang Zhaoge frowned and stepped forward to pull his hand away, and put his hand against the crack of the door: "Uncle Sun."

The door of the mansion opened, Zhu Jiuci rushed in, ran all the way to the backyard, Xiao Cen was standing in front of the stone table in armor, wiping his sword.

"Xiao Cen." Zhu Jiuci stopped panting.

"Young master knows." Xiao Cen glanced at him with an extremely calm expression.

Zhu Jiuci suppressed the heartbeat that almost broke out, and forced himself to be calm: "You never said."

"Little Lord." Xiao Cen threw down the veil, waved his hand, and the scimitar twirled in his hand, and quickly put it away.

"This is the only thing I can do." Xiao Cen took a step forward, and the armor made a clanking sound when they collided.

"Old General Xiao agreed?" Zhu Jiuci couldn't believe it. Although Old General Xiao was strict with him, Xiao Cen had never been on the battlefield. It is definitely not the style of an old general to agree to him to participate in the North-South War so straightforwardly.

Xiao Cen recalled those three whole nights of kneeling down to ask for a fight, he lost his expression and nodded: "I agree."

Zhu Jiuci's figure flickered, knowing that there was nothing to hold back.Taking a closer look, the person in front of him is strong, and his face is healed of chilblain, but his face is no longer the fair and flawless whiteness of a young man in the capital.Holding the handle of the knife in his right hand, blue blood vessels protrude, blood gurgles under the skin, blood and boldness fill the limbs, and finally rush to the beating heart, waiting for the next rush.

The courtyard was breezy, and after a long time, Zhu Jiuci broke the silence.

"Wait for your triumphant return."

"It's definitely worth it."

Zhu Jiuci stepped out of the Xiao Mansion, and the streets and alleys of Lingding were deserted. People who were noisy during the day hid back in the alleys and alleys. People under the shadow of war were extremely afraid of the dark. Only an old oil lamp at home could comfort them through the long time. night.

The shady scene also shrouded Zhu Jiuci, with his shadow dragging behind him, looking weak and powerless, some complained that the master didn't give him the spirit he should have.

Zhu Jiuci was shocked to realize that when the teenagers grew up little by little, the changes in the current situation came like a tidal wave, gently sweeping away the people close to him without leaving any affection.

Father and mother are about to go to the battlefield, Zhu Jiuci obediently gathers all the family affection, and sends them off like the people in the whole capital, because they are the gods of war in the North Guo State.

Zhaoge wants to travel with the army, and Zhu Jiuci also wants to wave his flag and shout loudly along with the excited crowd, because he is the dark sword hidden in the North Guo State to win.

Little General Qu Jinghong set off with his troops. He stood behind him as a close friend for 20 years and was proud of him, because this was his belief since he was a child. He was a young general who was born to defend his family and the country.

Xiao Cen also turned around and left, leaving behind a figure in armor.Zhu Jiuci suddenly realized that there were not many people around him.

Mr. Xia Ziyou sent a letter. He has shut down the furry bookstore. He has taken over all the cargo ships of the business empire he created from Mr. Xia Jinyu, and they all went south with the army to transport soldiers.

Zhu Jiuci looked at his side in a daze, all the most important people in his life ran towards the danger without looking back, but he himself—couldn’t follow his companions like other passionate teenagers to go to the battlefield to fight the enemy bravely and protect his motherland , can only stand in the deep courtyard of the palace where the sky cannot be seen, counting the days of their departure alone, being a useless general proton.

"They all left." Zhu Jiuci murmured.

The palm of the hand was gently pinched, Liang Zhaoge led him through the streets, and the shadow turned into two.

"Will be back."

Walking through Mishi Hutong, Liang Zhaoge stopped in front of the Duke's Mansion.

"Young master, look up."