The fast-traveling boss conspired against me

"Yun'er, don't blame yourself."

"Your father's death... don't blame you, he has been protecting our Yin country all his life, and he hopes you can live well. No one blames you, and it's not your fault at all..." Mother wiped away the young man The wet marks on Ji Yun's face.

Victory or defeat is standard issue.

She had expected that Father Ji would break his promise one day and would never come back once he went out, but she never thought it would be now.

Ji's mother comforted Ji Yun, as if Ji's father's passing was insignificant to her.

If she hadn't betrayed her by her pale and smiling cheek, perhaps Ji Yun would have thought that there was no relationship between them at all.Mother Ji spoke in a soft voice, but her eyes were actually stiff and bloodshot.

Ji Yun pushed her away, buried his head in his arms, like a hedgehog erecting its spines all over, not letting anyone get close.He pinched the flesh on his arm tightly, and his voice choked up: "It's all my fault... If it wasn't for me, my father would not have been captured by the enemy, so... he wouldn't have killed himself."

At that time, he was just seventeen years old, which was the age of youthful vigor.The ancestors of the Ji family have been generals for generations, and Ji Yun is no exception, hoping to kill all directions on the battlefield.

He thought he was capable of going to the battlefield, so he took the initiative to ask his father Ji to take him with him.Ji's father disagreed at first, saying that he would only talk on paper, but he couldn't survive Ji Yun's insistence. In the end, he said that Ji Yun should go to see and see, but he was not allowed to go up and fight people with real swords and guns.

From Ji's family to Ji's father's generation, there is only Ji Yun's bloodline, so they are naturally more cautious, and they can't make any mistakes.

Ji Yun listened to the fighting on the battlefield, watched the number of soldiers decrease sharply every day, and smelled the strong smell of blood in the air. The battlefield was a little different from what he had imagined.

The reality is very cruel.

Every step is a lesson in bloodshed and sacrifice.

In every battle, the blood of the soldiers stained the whole land red.The corpses are everywhere, and the corpses are everywhere. It is really desolate.

Then one night, Ji's father was beaten so that he retreated steadily.They were attacked overnight by the enemy, and Father Ji took Ji Yun to hide in a dark cave.

Not far outside, there was a sound of horseshoes, and the flames shot up into the sky.

"Ji Yun."

"Hide here well, do you hear me?"

"Don't go out, someone will come looking for you."

Father Ji is always so serious that people can't get close to him, his eyebrows and eyes are sharp and unkind.

He hugged Ji Yun for the first time, leaving two subordinates to take care of Ji Yun, and disappeared from sight together with the rest of them in the night.

Ji Yun felt that he was dragging Ji's father back. If he hadn't insisted on following, maybe Ji's father would have been able to get away without trying to distract the enemy's attention just to keep him from being discovered.

"You really have to trust me, I love you enough to die for you."

That blush appeared in front of Ji Yun's eyes tirelessly, and he tried to shake off the blush irritably, but every time he blinked, there was that gorgeous and coquettish face in front of him again.

"……I love you."

"……Love you."

The voice echoed empty.

"Do you love me?" A pair of Danfeng eyes stared at him tightly.

"General?" Ji Yun opened his eyes, and the dark guard knelt beside him.

"The subordinate saw that the general was very restless in his sleep, so he woke up the general on his own initiative, and asked the general to punish him."

"Go down." Ji Yun waved his hand, and the hidden guard disappeared immediately.

Rubbing the center of his brows, he really didn't sleep well tonight, he always dreamed of some fragmentary images in a daze.

Looking up, the moonlight outside the window is hazy, like a white jade disc, hanging high in the thick black night, the night is lonely and cool.

Accompanied by the moonlight, Ji Yun took a few jugs of wine and lay on his back on a peach tree in the yard.

Ji Yun has seen many people who say he likes him.

But none are as straightforward as Chao Song.A person who was always smiling, cunning and good at disguising suddenly became serious, and the firmness in his eyes really made it impossible to be calm.

What's more, he still bears a face that was born... such a disaster for the country and the city.

When Chao Song said he loved him, Ji Yun didn't believe it at all.

It's possible if you like it.

Love is simple to say, but it is heavier than anything else.

Ji Yun tilted his head up and poured a sip of the wine into his mouth, the overflowing part slipped into the skirt of his clothes along his Adam's apple, his face was tight and cold, and the wine in his throat was spicy.