Male God, a Little Su

Ji Xuanshen's heart softened so much, seeing the little girl's eye circles suddenly turned red, and tears were falling down.

He bent his fingers, and there were rough calluses on his hands, which made her eyes even redder.

"You, are you a general?"

The girl didn't know why she was crying, she just knew that she would never see him again, and she felt sad.

She didn't cry loudly, but silently shed tears, but it was even more distressing.

"I—" thin lips parted slightly, and for a moment, Ji Xuanshen really wanted to tell her the truth, "Yes, I am the general."

He swallowed the truth back into his stomach, and when he came back, he would naturally promise her a lot of red makeup.

If he is unfortunate enough to be on the battlefield...

Then there is no need to let her know.

But for some reason, after hearing his words, the girl cried even harder.

She tugged at the corner of his clothes, "Then you must come back alive."

Ji Xuanshen smiled, and he squeezed her little hand, which was soft and boneless, "I thought you would stop me and not let me go."

The girl was crying so hard, she heard that she shook her head with red eyes, "At this time, someone has to stand up."

If it wasn't him, there would be someone else.

Ji Xuanshen sighed, and hurriedly wiped away her tears, but didn't want to wipe more and more.

"You, you should be sensible when you should be willful."

That's what makes it all the more distressing.

As the emperor, he naturally didn't need to go to the battlefield in person. But he had to go, to stabilize the hearts of the people, and also to tell the enemy that the emperor of the prosperous Zhou Dynasty was him, Ji Scrophularia.

One day when he is here, don't think about playing Sheng Zhou's idea!

He will personally teach them how to behave.

At the end of crying, the girl fell asleep in his arms.

Ji Xuanshen gently put the girl on the couch, took off her shoes, and then twisted the handkerchief to wipe away the tears on her face.

I don't know why she cried so much, did she really agree with the sentence that women are made of water?

I cried until I fell asleep, my eyes were swollen.

He let out a breath, took a deep look at her, stood up and was about to leave.

But I found that the corner of the clothes was grabbed by the girl at some point, and her voice was still crying, "You want to get military merit, I will wait for you to come back."

Ji Xuanshen lowered his eyes, looked deeply at the girl, and nodded heavily.

"Okay, I'll come back alive."

Even if you climb, you have to climb back.

After getting his answer, the girl choked up, turned over and fell asleep.

I don't know if she said these words in a dream.

But Ji Xuanshen didn't dare to ask, he was afraid that if he asked, he would be reluctant to leave.

He strode out, Luo Ziyun was waiting for him outside.

Ji Xuanshen smiled, "See me?"

Luo Ziyun nodded, silently walked towards him with his luggage, and was supported by Ji Xuanshen.

He walked out lightly, and the little maid at the door fell to the ground and slept soundly.

The two stood in front of each other, and the air was quiet.

After a long time, Luo Ziyun said softly: "As a subject, although I shouldn't say this. But Yan'er is still young, your majesty—"

"I know."

Ji Xuanshen interrupted him, looked up at the sky full of stars, and the girl's angry smile still appeared in his mind.

"If she cries, I wish I could take off her head and kick it like a ball for her. Don't worry, I will not let her down."

Rao knew that his little cousin had weight in the emperor's heart, and Luo Ziyun couldn't help being startled when he heard this sentence.

"Your Majesty, this—"

"Don't be afraid," Ji Xuanshen waved his hand, "Gu will go to war tomorrow, remember to take good care of her. That little girl is very delicate, she can't stand a little bit of grievance, don't make her sad."