The fighting methods of Gongguo's husbands and attendants have never been gentler than those of wives and concubines in other patriarchal countries, and the men's fighting is more vicious and intense.
Seven-year-old Ji Yuanqing witnessed the so-called "struggle for victory" for the first time. In the war between his father and his wife, his father lost, he lost his daughter, and also lost his own life. In the end, it was just...
Like a beggar, he died on the street as the injuries to his legs worsened, and then he was thrown into a mass grave. In the end, no one even remembered his name.
The father's failure was not actually because of the cruel methods of the husband, but because of his own kindness. If he had not been patient and allowed the husband to be so flattered in front of his wife, how could he, the new man, be defeated by the old man?
Therefore, Ji Yuanqing has deeply understood from an early age that if he wants to have a place by his wife's side, he has to use some means. Maybe he doesn't really love her that deeply, but just needs a place for himself.
But... Xiahou Yazou gave him to Xiahou Ranluo. In fact, men who are guards or attendants basically don't have the chance to get married, but he has his own wife, and that girl... is extremely beautiful.
Square things.
In the harem of the Princess Mansion, there may not be any overt and secret fighting now, but he never relaxes for a moment. But if he dies, or if his wife is gone, will all this... become a ridiculous farce?
So he will try his best to protect Xia Hou Ranluo, and at the same time protect himself. Maybe in those days, he gradually fell in love with that girl...
※※※
"Yuanqing, Ji Yuanqing!"
Hearing someone calling his name, Ji Yuanqing opened his eyes in a daze, but felt that his mind was in chaos, as if he was still in the painful dream!
Seeing Ji Yuanqing open his eyes, Ziren Yuanchen, who was waiting by the side, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "You finally woke up. You actually fell asleep for two days because of drunkenness. It really scared me too."
"Yes."
He turned his face to look at the pale Ziren Yuanchen. His fiery red eyes were like those of a rabbit, or eyes that had cried.
Of course, his son Yuanchen would not cry for him, but Ji Yuanqing was very self-aware of this.
Ji Yuanqing curled up the corners of her lips and forced out a smile: "What's wrong? You are actually next to my bed?"
"You don't remember anything, do you?" Ziren Yuanchen frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to probe the temperature of Ji Yuanqing's forehead, "The temperature has dropped. Although I don't remember you
Drunk people can still have a fever, but you had a fever for at least a day and night after you fainted. I spent a lot of time trying to wake you up."
"Drunk? Fever?"
Ji Yuanqing struggled to sit up on the bed, then covered his head and then remembered that he was still wearing a human skin mask on his face, disguised as Xia Houranluo!
"Well, didn't we have dinner two days ago with the nobles and grandsons of Cangbai City, the imperial capital of Yang Kingdom, at a restaurant outside the city? You seemed to have drunk too much, and you fainted on the way back to the military camp.
Fortunately, we don't live in the palace but in the camp of our own army, otherwise your identity may be exposed." Ziren Yuanchen withdrew his hand, then stood up from the edge of the bed, "Since you
If I can still wake up, then I don’t need to worry, otherwise something will go wrong as soon as Princess Ruilin comes to Yang Country, and I don’t know how it will end.”
