Su Zhatian, the male god of fast wear

Chapter 52 Blackening the general, you can't stop pampering! (9)

"Aww, general, please be merciful."

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Hearing the words "marry a wife", Mo Beichen struck harder and harder.

But the other soldiers hid as far away as they could with the idea that "dead friends will not die poor people".

In the corner, several soldiers couldn't help whispering to each other watching Mo Beichen's crazy abuse in the center of the training ground.

"Hey, what do you think the general was stimulated by?"

"I also find it strange that I have known the general for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen him lose his mind."

"Yes, our general is not very old, but he has always been mature and stable. This is the first time he has lost his composure."

At this time, a certain little soldier seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly said: "Could it be related to the eldest prince and the new champion who came today?"

"Eh, I remembered it when you mentioned this. The First Prince is a well-known disciple in the capital. Whenever he sees a beautiful girl, he will snatch it back to the East Palace..."

"You mean...Miss Ann?"

For a while, several soldiers looked at each other.

"This is the northern border. The general is a real man who has killed people on the battlefield. He will not be afraid of that sissy first prince."

"The general is indeed not afraid of the eldest prince, but is afraid of Miss An..."

Hearing this, the soldiers fell silent for a moment.

That's right, if you marry the eldest prince, you will be a concubine.

You can stay in the East Palace and enjoy a life of prosperity, wealth, luxury, fine clothes, and food. There are palace maids and eunuchs serving you all day long. Few women in this world can resist such a big temptation, right?

When all the soldiers were silent, a certain little soldier suddenly excitedly said: "Impossible!"

"Miss An is not this kind of person."

"Think about why Ms. An came to the barracks. How much is so much food and winter quilts worth? Does Ms. An seem to be short of money?"

"As for power and status, our general is the God of War of the Tiancheng Dynasty, holding the military power in his hands, and millions of soldiers are under his control."

"Although the Eldest Prince is a prince, he has no real power and no ability. Miss An can't look down on him just because of his weak and handsome face."

"What's more, our general is the most beautiful man in the Tiancheng Dynasty. Only a real man with strong bones like a general is worthy of a stunning beauty like Miss An."

After listening to the little soldier's analysis, the others also nodded in agreement: "That's right, Miss An is so beautiful, how could she be blind to such a waste as the First Prince."

"No, if it wasn't because Ms. An fell in love with the eldest prince, why would the general be angry?"

The soldiers looked at each other.

At this time, the little soldier on the side reminded again impatiently: "Although the First Prince is not a man, don't forget the number one scholar."

"I saw that the number one scholar was white and tender, and he was wearing a white robe. At first glance, he looked like a delicate scholar that my daughter's family likes."

Soldiers: "..."

Looking at Mo Beichen who was sweating profusely in the training ground and his fists were falling like a storm.

Then think about Miss An, whom the general admires, who may be discussing poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting with Zhuangyuan Lang at the moment...

All the soldiers suddenly felt sorry for their majestic and manly General Mo.

King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no intention.

"Why don't we help the general?" the little soldier suggested.

(End of this chapter)