"Ji Yunyuan, I won't be a concubine." He Mucheng interrupted.
Her upbringing does not allow her to be the third party who destroys the marriage. Even in this era, it is normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Even if the future of Ji Yunyuan and Dong'er is unclear, but Dong'er becomes Ji Yunyuan's fiancée for one day, even if Ji Yunyuan has
The Lord's man.
What's more, she was not tempted by He Musheng. Not being a concubine was the best excuse to reject Ji Yunyuan.
Seeing her firm attitude, Ji Yunyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Ayan, your heart is really as cold as a stone..."
"There are always regrets in life." He Mucheng stepped forward, facing the vast Jie tribe army, and consoled him, "Ji Yunyuan, there are three hates in this world: anchovies are delicious but prickly, this is one hate; crabapples
Beautiful but without fragrance, this is the second hate; this is the third hate..."
Seeing that she didn't want to continue, Ji Yunyuan asked anxiously, "What is the third hatred?"
Three Hateful Red Mansions is not over yet, but Red Mansions hasn’t come out yet!
He Mucheng cleared his throat awkwardly, looked back at Ji Yunyuan, blinked, and said slyly, "I hate Nan's Ayan three times and don't want to be my concubine!"
Ji Yunyuan was stunned, and after a while he shook his head helplessly, "No, I hate you the most. Ji Yunyuan is young and ignorant. At an age when I don't know about love, I casually agreed to a ridiculous marriage."
He lowered his eyes, as if digesting the little girl's rejection, but saw the other party gently hammer his chest with his pink fist, and then handed over a very strange cylindrical container.
He took it and looked at the same thing in He Mucheng's hand, at a loss.
"This is wine, I brewed it, I call it beer~" He Mucheng said casually, then opened the can and motioned to Ji Yunyuan to imitate her actions.
Seeing Ji Yunyuan open the can according to her instructions, He Mucheng took the initiative and said, "Cheers!"
The two of them drank the fine wine in front of the army. Ji Yunyuan sighed, "Where did you get so many weird things?"
"Because I'm Doraemon!" He Mucheng swallowed in his throat and mumbled.
"You are talking nonsense, what kind of cat can have such magical powers?" Ji Yunyuan glanced at her.
"Doraemon, it has a pocket on its belly. No matter what your needs are, it can take out props from the pocket to help you overcome difficulties." He Musheng raised the corners of his lips, "I am your machine
cat."
Ji Yunyuan became interested. He smiled jokingly and said, half truthfully and half falsely, "Really? Then I think... Nan's Ayan will stay with me."
He Mucheng frowned, "Except for this."
Ji Yunyuan knew her answer, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Nan Yan! Do you know how hard it took me to convince myself to speak frankly with you? You..."
"What about me? Ji Yunyuan, you said you would not force a woman." She raised her chin confidently.
Ji Yunyuan sighed helplessly and finally compromised.
At this time, an elite man not far away came quickly with a tray in his hand and said, "General, Murong Ke has returned, and the beggar army is still stationed near Lucheng. Li Nong asked me to tell the general, don't worry."
Ji Yunyuan nodded, took the clothes on the tray, and waved his hand.
After Jing Rui retreated, Ji Yunyuan handed the clothes to He Mucheng and said seriously, "I tried my best to save you. Shi Hu will definitely be curious about you. If you were my woman, he might still restrain himself, but now you...
…”
Hmm? How did Ji Yunyuan know that Shi Hu was lecherous?
She took the clothes and looked at them carefully. They were men's clothes.
"Change your clothes, take off this little girl's bun, and I'll tie your crown for you." Ji Yunyuan first opened the curtain of the carriage and motioned for her to come in.
The curtain fell, and not long after, a handsome young man stepped out of the carriage.
Ji Yunyuan's eyes lit up when he saw the change in the proportions of her facial features, raised eyebrows and sharp edges, "Ayan understands disguise?"
"General, you should change your mind. In the past few years in Zhao State, my name is not Nan's Ayan, my name is He Muchheng." She winked at Ji Yunyuan, and then added, "My three beauties are named Dong.
Ning, Xiqian and Beizhi."
Ji Yunyuan murmured repeatedly, "He Musheng? Is Mu Sheng the name of Ayan?"
"Uh... I guess." He Mucheng didn't bother to explain anymore. He couldn't tell him that he was wearing clothes, right?
Ji Yunyuan chuckled and said, "Yunyuan is the name given to me by my mother. My real name is Ji Min, but I hate my father and also hate the word Min, so I call myself Ji Yunyuan."
"Yun and Yuan are two completely opposite words. When combined together, they have a profound meaning." He Mucheng stood on tiptoes and patted his shoulder. "Good and evil can only occur in a thought. Auntie wants you to always remember her love for you."
Your expectations.”
Ji Yunyuan slowly calmed down his expression, raised the corners of his lips, and regained his awe-inspiring attitude, "I said more today than in the past twenty years combined. Mu Sheng, speaking of it, you can be considered my confidant.
.”
He Mucheng arched his eyebrows, bowed his hands to Ji Yunyuan, and made a standard male salute.
She joked, "General, don't delay any longer. Let me accompany you to the north!"
The hearty laughter echoed on the hillside, frightening the birds flying south.
When the two returned to the army, it was already dark. Ji Zhan's coffin was wiped extremely clean under Shi Hu's order. It seemed that he valued his adopted son very highly.
Seeing Ji Yunyuan return, Shi Hu strides to greet him.
He glanced at He Mucheng behind Ji Yunyuan, and seeing her handsome face, he couldn't help but wonder, "Is this the retainer you mentioned? With such an appearance, can she be worthy of such an important task?"
He Mu Sheng replied respectfully, "Go back to Lord Zhongshan. Mu Sheng is a scholar and can provide good advice to the general."
Shi Hu glanced at her suspiciously, and then said coldly to Ji Yunyuan, "Don't imitate those Jin people who are like this!"
He Mucheng coughed lightly, suppressed his smile, and hurriedly explained, "Mr., I'm too worried. I'm going to visit my three women. Sir, General, I'll excuse you now."
After saying this, she strode away towards the carriages of Dongning, Xiqian and Beizhi.
He Mucheng opened the car curtain, and the scene she saw made her stunned for a quarter of an hour. She saw three women hugging each other in disgrace, looking at her defensively, with tears still shining faintly in their eyes.
Taking another closer look, the foundation in Dong Ning's hand had already bottomed out!
She chuckled and jumped onto the carriage happily, "You three are not going to smear this whole bottle on your faces, are you?"
Bei Zhi finally recognized He Mucheng. She curled her lips and tears fell down. The tears streaked down her cheeks and blurred out a line of foundation.
"Ayan, why are you here? Why are you here?" Her body softened and she sat slumped at the bottom of the carriage.
As if she had been greatly frightened, she instinctively stretched out her arms to hug the hem of He Mucheng's clothes without even thinking about it. The anguish in her heart turned into repeated murmurs, "Why did you come here?"
"What's wrong? Are you being bullied?" He Mucheng's face turned pale and he stretched out his hand to help Bei Zhi up.
Dong Ning wiped her tears and shook her head, "Not really. It's just that you and the general left. Shi Hu came once. Fortunately, there was a disguised thing like you. He just said "What the hell" in disgust.
It was ugly and never came again, but we were afraid..."
Xiqian hurriedly grabbed Hemu's sleeves, feeling aggrieved, "Ayan, we all thought you wouldn't come back, that you didn't want us anymore..."
"How is that possible? I will definitely bring you back to Jianye safely, don't cry, don't cry..." He Mucheng comforted the three of them at a loss.
The army set off again and marched for another day. At night, everyone set up camp. Only then did the three little girls stop crying. He Mucheng took them to a small stream and exchanged them for a bottle of cleansing oil.
After all the stains were washed away, the pale faces of several people finally saw the light of day.
"You can't use foundation all the time. It's not good for your skin if you use it for a long time." He Mucheng thought for a moment and finally thought of a countermeasure, "Anyway, it's okay this way. I'll teach you how to disguise yourself. Otherwise, when you get to Yan State,
It’s easy to dodge an open spear but hard to defend against a hidden arrow.”
Seeing her ugly face, Dong Ning saw the clues. She shook He Mucheng's fingertips and asked in a low voice, "A Yan, besides Shi Hu, do we still need to pay attention to others? Who is this person? How could Ah Yan
