Chapter 31 Dong Er's Jealousy

Shi Le sighed softly, "Dong'er is your fiancée, this sister-in-law is stubborn, she will wait for you to come back, now she is looking forward to becoming an old lady!"

"Your Majesty..." Dong Er stomped her feet coquettishly, then looked at Ji Yunyuan timidly.

Ji Yunyuan stepped back in embarrassment, stopped in his tracks, and nodded with difficulty, "Well, I remember."

Remember?just remember?
He Mucheng scolded this heartless man in his heart, rolled his eyes to the sky, thinking that it's a good thing he has integrity and didn't listen to the system's slander, otherwise Ji Yunyuan would not be alone in embarrassment now.

She was lost in thought when she saw Dong Er's beautiful eyes slowly fixed on her body.

When He Mucheng came back to his senses, he saw that not only Dong Er, but even Shi Le was looking at her with great interest.

She hastily bowed to Shi Le and said respectfully, "I have seen King Zhao!"

"You are the doorman that brother Min tried his best to save? I thought you were quite old, but I never thought that you are actually a young gentleman!" She looked at Shi Le and smiled innocently.

Shi Le smiled heartily, "Since ancient times, heroes have been born as teenagers. If you choose the right disciples, you will be like a tiger with wings!"

After saying this, He Musheng seemed to see a touch of sadness on Shi Le's face.

She began to search for memory, recalling the description in the book.

Rumor has it that Shi Le had a confidant named Zhang Bin, who had a deep family background and was loyal to Shi Le. Only through tricks can we turn danger into safety.

After that, Zhang Bin became more and more popular.

It's a pity that Zhang Bin died young. When he was buried, Shi Le was heard crying while supporting the coffin, and blamed God for taking away his beloved minister.

He Musheng thought, perhaps because of Zhang Bin, Shi Le's first impression of her seemed to be good, so she had to make good use of this relationship.

After clearing his mind, He Musheng bowed to Shi Le again, "Thank you, King Zhao, for affirming that I, He Musheng, will definitely do my best to General Ji until I die!"

King Zhao nodded in appreciation, and then patted Ji Yunyuan again, "I'm going back to Zhao this time, why don't you leave? No, how about getting married to Dong Er first and making a family? You're not too young anymore."

Ji Yunyuan's brows never relaxed, he smiled wryly, "Going back to the king, my father is from Jin, according to the rules of Jin, Yunyuan has to observe filial piety for three years, marriage is not considered for now."

Shi Le's complexion suddenly sank!
He Mucheng also broke into a cold sweat for him, Ji Yunyuan was too straightforward this time!
Seeing this, Shi Hu immediately stepped forward to smooth things over, "Your Majesty, my adopted grandson lost his father only now, and now that both parents are away, it is inevitable to worry. Put aside the marriage in advance, and the most urgent thing is to bury my son."

Dong'er also nodded hastily.

Only then did Shi Le's expression soften, he waved his arms, the city gate opened, and the armies from both sides entered the Xiangguo city gate mightily.

Shi Hu placed Ji Yunyuan in his father Ji Zhan's mansion, which was a remote area with a huge military farm.

Ji Jiajun moved in smoothly and was able to settle down soon.

Funeral cloths began to be hung in the mansion, and there was an endless stream of people who came to worship. Compared with Lucheng, the popularity was more than doubled.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that the crowd dispersed. Ji Yunyuan looked tired and sent the last person away. He turned around and walked to the stone bench in the courtyard to sit down.

He Musheng arranged the three beauties and servants, and when he opened the courtyard door, he saw Ji Yunyuan sitting quietly.

Zhao Duxiang is located in the north, much colder than Lucheng, but his clothes are thin, and his stern face has already turned blue from the cold, but he doesn't seem to feel it at all.

He Musheng turned around and entered the room, took out a cloak and put it on him, and said in a low voice, "Are you made of iron, don't you feel cold?"

Ji Yunyuan came back to his senses, and hurriedly held He Musheng's hands, "Ayan, I hate this place."

He Mucheng originally wanted to withdraw her hands, but Ji Yunyuan's palms were too cold, so she had no choice but to soften her heart and let him do whatever he wanted.

"Shi Le is old and will pass the throne to Prince Shi Hong in less than a year, and Shi Hu's ambition can no longer be suppressed. He will step by step monopolize the power. It will be a matter of time before King Zhao is replaced. What we have to do is to comply God's will, once Shihu gains power, he must leave quickly."

After her analysis, Ji Yunyuan successfully found the main line, and he began to think, "Since it is God's will, why is Shi Hu so impatient to let me be his adopted grandson?"

He Mucheng stretched out the catkin towards him, and Ji Yunyuan immediately groped for the scar medicine.

The cold touch spread on the fingertips, and He Musheng gently applied the medicine for him, while responding, "To seize power is also to use military exploits to convince the public. Shihu lost a strong general like your father, so naturally he needs a substitute. He knows that you are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han, so he will definitely let you attack the Jin people, once you go, you will be like your father, there is no turning back."

"But now that my entire Ji family army is in Xiangguo, how can I refuse his request?" Thinking of the current passive situation, Ji Yunyuan couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

He Mucheng looked left and right, saw no one around, leaned over to Ji Yunyuan's ear and whispered, "Get in touch with Li Nong, and start paving the way for the retreat from today onwards. In addition, you will go all out in the battle against the barbarians. In the battle against the Jin people, I will find a way to refuse it for you."

The warm breath was in his ears, with a gentle tremor, Ji Yunyuan turned his head slightly, saw the small and delicate ear piercings of the little girl beside him, his breathing became rapid, and the breath sprayed on her temples, blowing her playful breath send.

This scene was like rubbing hands together, but Dong Er who was standing at the gate of the courtyard bumped into him!

Ji Yunyuan's lacquered eyes were stained with mist, and her big palm was still wrapping around her soft fingertips. When he exerted a little force, He Musheng was unstable and fell straight into his arms.

After screaming, He Musheng roared with a gloomy face, "Ji Yunyuan! Are you listening to me!"

"I've heard." Ji Yunyuan nodded innocently, with reddish ears.

Just when the two were at a stalemate, a panicked question came from behind, "You... what are you doing?"

He Mucheng hurriedly broke free from Ji Yunyuan's restraint, turned around, and saw Dong Er twisting his waist and striding forward.

"Brother Min, are you... Is it true that, as Shi Sui said,...you actually have the style of people from Jin?" She stared slightly at He Musheng, who was dressed in men's clothes, with a look of defense.

"Dong'er, call me Ji Yunyuan from now on." Ji Yunyuan didn't explain, but stood up calmly.

Dong'er's eyes turned red immediately, "Min... Brother Yunyuan, Dong'er has been waiting for you for so many years, how could you..."

Her throat was choking, and her whole body was shaking.

He Mucheng was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly pointed to the burns on Ji Yunyuan's face, and explained, "Miss Dong'er, I was giving medicine to the general just now. He has a rough heart, and if he didn't remind him, he might damage his appearance."

When Dong'er heard this sentence, she immediately stopped crying. She moved a little closer, and with the help of the candlelight in the room, she finally saw Ji Yunyuan's scar that hadn't faded away.

"Brother Yunyuan, what's wrong with your face?" She reached out to touch it, but Ji Yunyuan turned her head away.

"Mu Sheng just gave me medicine, don't touch it." His words just echoed He Mu Sheng's explanation just now.

Dong'er finally breathed a sigh of relief, she wiped her tears and complained, "Why did you hurt your face, who is so vicious?"

"It wasn't an injury on the battlefield, it was an accidental burn while saving Mu Sheng."

He Musheng almost sprayed his old blood on his face!At this juncture, does he need to be so honest?Isn't this clearly challenging Dong'er's bottom line?

(End of this chapter)

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