When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The moonlight in the sky - seductive, dazzled Gillian's eyes.

A-Jiao rubbed her eyes, and seriously felt that Wei Qing, who was holding her in her arms, was pretending to be Han Yan.

She knew Wei Qing too well, she was reserved to the extreme, she couldn't say a single syllable of what shouldn't be said, let alone such hot, hot and bold actions.

She must have been drunk, or in other words, Han Yan's human-skin-mask was too realistic.

For a moment, she even wanted to push Wei Qing away, and touched his chin with her fingers from the side of his face, to see how delicate Han Yan's human-skin-mask was, which made her mistake the dummy in front of him as Wei Qing.

Wei Qing wouldn't do such nonsense.

Wei Qing is always serious, with a March spring breeze on his face, but in reality he is cold and alienated, pretending to talk about social affairs in the officialdom.

Without that overly pretty face, he would really look like an old pedant.

Han Yan is different.

Han Yan grew up among women, from childhood to adulthood, she did not know how many rotten peach blossoms she had blocked for Liu Che.

His amorous peach blossom eyes are always sparkling, and the ambiguous love affairs come, not to mention just a hug. Once the atmosphere is here, Han Yan hugs her to the bed, and she will not feel any pain. Accident.

Gillian stretched out her hand and poked the armor of the person in front of her with her fingertips: "Hey, have you hugged enough?"

In the ear is the man's hoarse voice after drinking: "No."

Well, she is very sure now that the person in front of her is undoubtedly Han Yan.

She has a keen sense of smell and smelled the faint smell of blood on his body, why she pretended to be a guard and came to her, and why she said in a hoarse voice after being drunk that she didn't hug her enough, all of this was Han Yan's usual style.

Han Yan likes to hunt with golden pills, and sometimes she gets injured during hunting.

Han Yan's character is unrestrained, not to mention pretending to be a guard. When the Huns envoys came to court, they sat on the throne of the emperor, bluffing the Xiongnu envoys to beg for mercy.

He even dared to pretend to be an emperor, let alone a small guard.

As for the hoarse voice after drunk, Wei Qing is an extremely self-disciplined person, no one in the world has ever seen him lose his composure, and it is impossible for him to become hoarse after drinking.

Gillian's fingers went all the way up, touching the neck where only a part of the armor was exposed, and along the neck all the way to the chin and the side of the face. After touching for a long time, she couldn't touch anything except the rigidity of the visitor's body.

Gillian was a little surprised: "You're a very good skin-mask."

It was so powerful that she couldn't touch it.

As soon as A-Jiao finished speaking, her fingers were caught, and a man's slightly hoarse voice was heard above her head: "Who is a skin-mask?"

Gillian raised her head and fell into a piece of water-soaked starlight.

Wei Qing looked down at her, took her hand, put it on his chest, and said, "There is no human-skin-mask-mask, I am..."

Speaking of this, his voice paused slightly, his brows were slightly frowned, and then quickly relaxed, his voice was firm and gentle: "... Zhongqing."

In this era, only those who are very close will let others call him by his name.

Just like her before, calling him Zhongqing half-jokingly could make him frown slightly, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Seeing this, she could only honestly call him General Wei.

But now, he actually asked her to call him Zhongqing?

It seemed that Wei Qing was really drunk tonight.

It doesn't matter if he's drunk, she likes Wei Qing who is so enthusiastic and proactive.

A-Jiao's eyes relaxed, and she hooked Wei Qing's palm with her fingers. Seeing a moment of unnaturalness on his face, she stopped moving.

Wei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "I had a very long dream."

What kind of dream is so miraculous that Wei Qing, who has never changed since ancient times, finally opened his eyes?

A Jiao thought so, and asked, "What dream?"

Wei Qing didn't answer her words, but said: "There are talented people from all over the world, without Qing, there will be other generals to fight against the Xiongnu."

"General Li is unparalleled in riding and shooting, and General Gongsun has ingenious ideas and changes. As long as your Majesty uses it wisely, it is not difficult to resist the Xiongnu."

Gillian seemed to understand something, and said: "But you are unique, there is no one before, and there will be no one after."

Wei Qing shook his head lightly, noncommittal, and continued: "My sister gave birth to the eldest daughter and eldest son of the emperor for your majesty. Although your majesty is not a long-term lover, she has children by her side. As long as she doesn't do anything overbearing, she will be rich and honored for life. "

"The Wei family has a lot of talents. Although Qu Bing is a bit stubborn, he is a good seedling. Given time, he will surely become a talent in the world."

Gillian felt that her hand was gently held, and Wei Qing's voice was indescribably sad: "There are successors in my family and country, so I don't need to worry too much."

"only you……"

Wei Qing's gaze was so deep that people couldn't come out after just one glance.

Gillian suddenly felt that her chest was filled with unknown things.

Those inexplicable emotions stirred up by Li Yelai disappeared at this moment.

She is strong enough herself, so it's okay to have no branches to rely on, but when Wei Qing was worried about her situation and felt sorry for her future, her heart that had been tempered into steel gradually softened.

Very soft very soft.

Wei Qing paused for a while, and for some reason, a smile finally came into his eyes, his whole body was extremely soft, and he said: "Princess is equal to princes and kings, and a prince is not a lord."

"The identity of the Marquis of Changping, come to think of it—"

"Wei Qing!"

Han Yan's voice suddenly sounded at this moment, interrupting Wei Qing's words.

Gillian followed the voice, and at some point, Han Yan had already arrived in her yard.

Han Yan leaned against the crabapple tree in the corner of the yard. The crabapple tree was quite big, so they didn't notice it.

Han Yan put a jar of wine under her feet, folded her arms around her chest, Feng Liu's peach blossom eyes were full of sarcasm: "Are you willing to bear the supreme glory that the vast battlefield has brought you?"

For no reason, Gillian wanted to withdraw the hand held by Wei Qing.

Han Yan's mocking voice resounded in the night wind: "Wei Qing, you have always been careful at every step, and you have never made a mistake. Once you were granted the title of Marquis of Changping, you lost half your life's caution. Really, you are extremely stupid."

The corners of Han Yan's mouth curled up slightly, and the sarcasm was clear at a glance: "The emperor's woman is also something you can think about overnight?"

This question was too venomous, and it instantly woke up Gillian's drunkenness.

She knows Wei Qing too well, so she is even more guilty at the moment - in Wei Qing's heart, the country is the first, and her sister and the Wei family have to stand aside.

Not to mention her who is also Liu Che's ex-wife.

It is important to have self-knowledge.

You can't believe what a man says when he's in love.

Even if a handsome man has privileges with her, she has to understand this truth.

Gillian withdrew her hand from Wei Qing's palm, but she didn't want to be held even tighter by him.

Gillian raised her head and frowned at Wei Qing.

She believed that Wei Qing had a vague crush on her, but she didn't believe that Wei Qing could do this for her.

Wei Qing's brows moved slightly, and his voice was clear and clear: "The doctor accompanied Your Majesty to study and grow up together. You should understand that Your Majesty cares about the world and is the hero of the world."

The implication is that he will not embarrass a general who has made great achievements for him in opening up the territory and expanding the territory for the sake of a former empress.

Han Yan raised her brows slightly: "My lord?"

"Wei Qing, do you dare to gamble the rest of your life on this?!"

A cool breeze suddenly picked up, the leaves swirled and fell, and there was only awkward silence in the yard.

The signal fireworks exploded suddenly in the night, Gillian looked up, pushed Wei Qing, and said with a casual smile: "Your people are looking for you."

"It's urgent, go and do your own business."

Wei Qing narrowed his eyes slightly. After watching the fireworks in the night for a while, he turned to Han Yan and said calmly, "Qing would like to give it a try."

Gillian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the starry sky above her head burst into blossoming fireworks. Everything around her seemed to be still, and she could no longer hear any sound.

Wei Qing's words behind him were hazy and unintelligible, as if he was waiting for him to come back, or he was talking about other things.

A-Jiao nodded following his words, and the palm wrapping her was loosened, and the night wind was blowing, making it a little cold.

Gillian looked at Wei Qing's retreating back, and after a long while, she looked away.

Han Yan seemed to be pondering what Wei Qing said just now, she pursed her lips and remained silent. After a while, he broke the silence: "You designed him to leave?"

Gillian shook her head, her heart was unprecedentedly quiet: "I'm not that amazing, it's just a coincidence."

She used to think that what she was going to do would not be easy for Wei Qing to see, so she planned to send Wei Qing to go on an expedition against the Huns.

Of course, for the sake of Wei Qing's health, she arranged for a highly skilled imperial physician.

But after hearing what Wei Qing said just now, she felt that although Wei Qing was loyal to the emperor and the people, he was not a foolish and loyal person, so he might not help others deal with her.

People, after soaking in conspiracy and calculation for a long time, not only have I lost my sincerity, but I don't even believe in the sincerity of others.

Gillian laughed at herself, remembering the evaluation of Wei Qing by the world: pure.

That's right, Wei Qing's patriotism is pure, even when he fights against the Xiongnu, even his feelings for her are pure and without any impurities.

He is an unrivaled general with a long history, and this kind of rare talent is more or less frank.

It's just that Wei Qing's perseverance is deeply hidden in his indifferent and self-sufficient innocence.

She had never noticed it before.

Gillian frowned, glanced at Han Yan, and said, "It's you, why are you here tonight?"

Han Yan has a romantic nature. There are many beauties at the banquet tonight. With Han Yan's temperament in the past, she would like her so much that she would not want to leave after a night of trouble.

Han Yan looked up at the moonlight and said, "You all think I'm a wanderer."

"Indeed, I've been around women for a long time, and I know all the ways to make women laugh and women cry. It's just that I don't dare to use these methods when I encounter something I really like."

Under the moon, Han Yan let go of her arms around her chest, looked into Gillian's eyes, and said, "I also have times when I'm in a hurry and don't know what to do."

"My embarrassment is not much worse than that of Wei Qing who is in love at the beginning."

"Even, I am more reckless than him."

The moonlight was bright, and Gillian was silent for a while.

I am most afraid of the introverted and self-sustaining people suddenly becoming enlightened, and the unruly people are most afraid of being deeply affectionate.

Now, she has met both.