Dandere General and his Lord

"General is always bullied and cried" by Gong Xinwen

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Male protagonist: The lord is as gracious to me as a mountain. Whether it is for my heart, my life, or any part of me, I will never turn back. But actually, I still like women.

Master: Coincidentally, I am a woman.

Enemy: Mo Qiaosheng is here again, this is the King Yama who kills without blinking an eye, everyone, run!

Minister: The general is a weapon of the country, the military god of the Jin Dynasty, but I am afraid that his merits will shock the master and be detrimental to the master.

The real daily life in the palace is as follows.

Palace Maiden: Oops, I couldn't see it. The general was bullied and cried by His Majesty again. It's really pitiful.

The male protagonist is a slave-born general. He had a miserable childhood and had a rough life, but was fortunately rescued by the female protagonist. Loyal dog attributes.

When the heroine crossed, it happened that the original master's elder brother was poisoned to death, and the soldiers approached the city, and the whole family was lining up to hang themselves.

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Content tags: disguise, travel through time and space, female qiáng, sweet text

Search keyword: Protagonist: Cheng Qianye, Mo Qiaosheng

Brief review of works

The male protagonist, who was a slave, had a rough childhood. He was fortunately rescued by the female protagonist Cheng Qianye when he was about to die. With a humble heart of gratitude, with the help of the female protagonist, he became a little bit more confident and finally became confident. Become a general that everyone admires, standing on the side of those who look up to him equally. The female protagonist Cheng Qianye traveled to the period of slavery that was chaotic and chaotic. She was gentle in nature and gradually grew up in the troubled times. She disguised herself as a man, brought her trusted friends, subordinates and lovers, and eventually became an emperor who looked down on the world. This article uses a realistic style to describe the process of the hero and heroine growing up slowly in the troubled times. The background of the war under the slave system is magnificent, and the feelings of mutual achievement and mutual support between the male and female protagonists are very touching. It implements the author's consistent style of female protagonist being self-reliant and male protagonist being miserable and bitter.

Chapter 1

Cheng Qianye realized that he had passed through.

But she didn't have time to be surprised by this now.

Because her neck was being severely restrained by a white silk ribbon, she felt that her head was congested to the point of bursting, her tongue was squeezed out of her mouth uncontrollably, her nose couldn't breathe, and her heart was beating wildly because of the lack of oxygen.

Her body was being hung on the beam by three feet of white silk, commonly known as hanging.

At the moment at her feet, several women in ancient costumes were crying around her, but no one came to rescue her.

She was in pain to death, kicking her feet desperately.

Fortunately, the quality of this white silk was not good, and it was disconnected during her struggle.

Cheng Qianye rolled to the ground, clutching his neck, desperately inhaling fresh air, and coughing violently.

A middle-aged woman wearing a long robe embroidered with dragon and phoenix pattern, jumped on her body, hugged her and cried, "My son, my son."

Cheng Qianye's throat was burning with pain, and he was speechless.

He cursed in his heart: "What the hell, if you were my own mother, you would still watch me hang before my eyes."

At this moment, countless pictures, images, and sounds flashed through her mind. It was like compressing a stranger's life, stuffing it into her brain in one breath, and fast-forwarding it at a flashing speed.

The amazing thing is that she still understands it.

This lady is really her mother, ahhh, the mother of her current body.

When others crossed, she also crossed.

Others put it on the princess, and when she woke up, seven or eight maids surrounded her, serving delicious and spicy food.

She also transmigrated to the princess, and when she woke up, seven or eight maids surrounded her, waiting for her to hang herself.

After sorting out the messy memory in his head, Cheng Qianye probably knew that he had come to an era of endless wars and feudal lords.

This body is the same as the name she had before she crossed over. It is also called Cheng Qianye. Her father is a prince on one side, the Marquis of Jinwei, and she is a princess. This status is very good.

It's a pity that Marquis of Jinwei just died not long ago.

Now the lord of Jin is his twin brother, Gong Ziyu, who was awarded the title of Marquis of Jinyue.

Unfortunately, he was also poisoned to death an hour ago.

At this moment, the corpse with a face similar to hers was lying in front of Cheng Qianye. It's probably not completely cool yet.

The Marquis of Jinwei had many wives and concubines, except for Yang Ji, the mother of the Cheng Qianye brothers and sisters. Another favorite concubine, Li Ji, also had a son named Gongzizhang.

Li Ji is very popular with the Marquis of Jin Wei, and Gong Zi Zhang once competed fiercely with Gong Zi Yu to be the heir.

In the end, because the son Zhang Xin was too bào irritable and nüè, he was rejected by the Marquis of Jinwei, and he was reprimanded to the fiefdom.

Recently, the newly-appointed Marquis of Jinyue led his army to pass through Zhongmu, and the son Zhang Quyi flattered him and greeted him with a banquet. At the banquet, he presented his brother with a pair of handsome young men.

Jinyue Hou was delighted to see the hunter, and hugged from left to right. He was careless and drank a cup of nectar with Luan Chong's jade hands, and immediately died of poisoning.

Although he had to accompany the generals to snatch the body back.

But at this moment, Young Master Zhang led his people to surround the Xingyuan, and stripped a concubine who accompanied the Jinyue Hou to the banquet. Threatened to make all the female relatives of the Marquis of Jinyue follow the law.

Due to the loss of the master of the headquarters, people's hearts were broken and they resisted passively. Seeing that the line of defense is about to be broken by Young Master Zhang.

In desperation, Yang Ji had to lead her daughter-in-law to hang beside her son's corpse, so as not to fall into the trap with herself.

In the hands of Concubine Li, who was deeply resentful, she died of all kinds of shame.

When Cheng Qianye passed through, it was the time when the strong-tempered princess committed suicide by hanging on the beam and Xiang Xiaoyu died.

Cheng Qianye, who had just woken up, couldn't find time to stabilize his emotions and absorb and understand the world.

Because in front of her, there was another woman who was pregnant with Liujia, who was stepping on a chair, pulling on the white silk, and putting the snow-white neck inside.

"Don't, don't tell me." Cheng Qianye grabbed the man's skirt, swiped the character map in his mind, and found the name of the man, "Sister-in-law, don't die."

Although this eldest sister-in-law was not a real sister-in-law, Cheng Qianye couldn't see a pregnant woman hanging herself in front of her, so she subconsciously hugged her leg.

This sister-in-law named Xu Ji is a beautiful woman with a mild temperament. At this moment, she cried like a pear blossom and rain, "Little aunt, if you fall into the hands of that son Zhang, you know what will happen. You just let me follow. Husband, let's go."

While tearing at the room, the door was pushed open, and with the cold air, a young man stepped into the door.

This man was handsome, gentle and elegant, wearing armor, holding a long sword with blood, and strode into the door.

Cheng Qianye found from memory that this person was a friend of Gong Ziyu's growing up together, and he was also his most trusted minister.

Xiao Jin bowed and said with a heavy face, "My lord is dead, and the army's heart is slack. I'm afraid I can't keep it. Please Xu Ji come with me, and I swear to my death to keep this little bit of blood for the lord."

Xu Ji said, "What about mother and aunt?"

Xiao Jin's face darkened, and he lowered his head and said nothing.

Cheng Qianye's "mother" Yang Ji raised her head, pulled Xu Ji, pushed her forward, and said excitedly, "Okay, okay, Duke Jin, Yu'er only has this bloodline. You see, you grew up together when you were young. In a big sense. Be sure to keep her."

Xiao Jin knelt down on one knee, "I will go through fire and water, and I will do whatever I want."

He stood up, glanced at Cheng Qianye who was sitting on the ground, pulled out a short knife from his waist, threw it in front of Cheng Qianye with a bang.

Cheng Qianye was shocked by the sound.

A gust of cold wind blew through the open door, bringing the faint sound of fighting.

It was a dark night outside the door, and there was a faint crimson fire.

Cheng Qianye looked down at the blood-stained dagger in front of him. At this moment, he truly realized that he had come to another time and space, an era of raging wars, an era that regarded human life as a must.

In just a short moment, there were only two options left in front of him. One was to kill himself with this knife, and the other was to wait for the savage men outside to rush in and drag her out to torture her to death.

She didn't want to choose either.

Cheng Qianye took a deep breath, and when Xiao Jin was about to turn around and go out with Xu Ji, she stood up and shouted in her hoarse voice, "Please wait a minute, maybe we have another way. ."

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When the Marquis of Jinyue died, the son-in-law Zhang was the heir to the throne. Although he used despicable means to murder his brother's life. But it has become a fait accompli, and the army has lost the will to resist.

Gong Zizhang took his men and horses to the last line of defense in Xingyuan. Proudly declared, "I will not only not pursue those who surrender and surrender, but I will still entrust them with important responsibilities. Those who are stubbornly resisted, after I inherit the throne, I will be a member of three clans."

Just as he was talking, he saw a man wearing a jade crown on his head and wearing a wide robe slowly walked out of the dark night on the high platform where the beacon fire was burning.