"Are you being jealous of yourself, my lord?"
Wei Ci asked with some uncertainty, but the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.
He was already in his seventies in both his previous and previous lives, but his mentality now was like that of a reckless boy who had just awakened to love.
If his sweetheart was willing to pay more attention to him and look at him more, he could not help but be overjoyed.
Jiang Pengji admitted it openly and said, "So what if I am? Even if your 'Her Majesty' in your previous life was me, I don't have that memory. To me, she is another person. You always feel sad when you mention her. Isn't it normal for me to be jealous? "
She was not like the man in front of her who said one thing but meant another. She had seen through Wei Ci's temperament. He said whatever he wanted to say. She did not expect his brain to guess the feelings she wanted to express. She admitted that she was jealous. So what?!
Wei Ci held back his laughter and said, "My lord and I are almost 150 years old. We are an old couple. Let's not talk about this."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyebrows and pouted. "Tell me honestly, in your heart, who is more important, me or your Majesty?"
Wei Ci was speechless.
His strong desire to live told him that this was a terrible question that would kill him.
Even though Wei Ci was usually eloquent, he did not dare to answer rashly for fear of stepping on a landmine.
In a dilemma, he could only seek help from the culprit who looked at him with a faint smile.
"How do you think I should answer, my lord?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Lust!"
"What?"
"Lust!"
Jiang Pengji gestured a peace sign.
"There are no lovers' conflicts that can't be settled with a kiss. If there are, then kiss both of us."
Wei Ci was speechless.
Even though Wei Ci had seen all kinds of storms, he still could not withstand his lord's flirtatious tricks from time to time.
Sometimes he wondered if he was blind. Her Majesty and his lord were clearly the same person. The former was cold and reserved. She would occasionally laugh heartily and was rarely affectionate. The latter … seemed to dig out all her feelings, making him unable to resist.
Even so, he had to accept it even if he could not resist it. After all, she was the person he looked up to, chased after, and loved for two lifetimes.
Their relationship grew steadily. Jiang Pengji was not a petty person. She often shared her feelings with others.
For example, if Wei Ci sent her supper in the middle of the night, she would turn on a live broadcast to abuse the single men in the middle of the night.
Why did he say that he was abusing the single dogs?
Which couple with a nightlife would fight for a spot in the live broadcast room at this time?
Only single dogs would starve to play games, play on their phones, and watch livestreams. Adults who were no longer single were all enjoying life. Therefore, during this period of time, the streaming room was filled with the wails and cries of the salted fish. It was as lively as the New Year. Only Jiang Pengji was happy.
Her happiness was built on the pain of five million salted fish, so it was precious to savor it.
Fortunately, these painful days did not last for too long.
Toudu Feiqiu: "Thank you, Boss Qiguan. I've finally completed the prerequisites for the expedition. Otherwise, the host would have gone crazy."
Little Luck: "Thank you too. The host seems to have taken the wrong medicine these days. She's been showing off her love life. The whole world knows that she's no longer single."
Have a Dream Is Great: "Wrong. It's not the whole world. It's two dimensions. Twelve billion people know that she's no longer single."
Jiang Pengji changed into her military uniform again and leaped onto the horse's back.
"Let's go!"
The towering mountains near Zhanjiang Pass slowly descended into the horizon behind her.
Qiguan Rang and the others stood on the city wall and watched the army leave. They were bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun. Their bodies seemed to be surrounded by a golden glow.
"If we can take down Nansheng this time, the world will be within reach."
Qiguan Rang's voice was not loud, but it had a certain power, as if he was talking about the future.
Sun Wen corrected him. "It's not 'the world will be within reach.' It's clearly 'the golden age will be within reach.'"
"Yes, the golden age will be within reach." Qiguan Rang revealed a rare smile. "We have to work hard too. We don't want to be a burden to our lord."
Sun Wen raised his eyebrows.
He did not think that Qiguan Rang's words were said casually. They were obviously filled with ambition.
"What do you plan to do?"
Qiguan Rang replied, "Of course, I want to make Zhongzhao even more chaotic. I want them to be tired of fighting amongst themselves. If possible, I can even coordinate with them from the inside."
Speaking of sowing discord, Qiguan Rang was also an expert. He was no weaker than Sun Wen when he provoked the three tribes of the northern borderline.
"From what you're saying, you plan to secretly support the forces in Zhongzhao?"
The situation in Zhongzhao was already chaotic enough, but in the eyes of the two, it was still lacking. They still needed to fan the flames.
"If we personally send troops, it will easily backfire and cause the aristocratic families of Zhongzhao to unite against the external threat." Qiguan Rang understood this point very well. Once there was a common enemy and a greater hatred, former enemies could also temporarily become allies and unite against the external threat. This was not what Qiguan Rang wanted to see. "It's better to secretly support one person and use the other party's hand to plant informants and instigate more intense internal strife."
The fiercer the internal strife in Zhongzhao, the greater Qiguan Rang's profits would be. Qiguan Rang was not worried that no one would be willing to cooperate with him. Standing in front of sufficiently tempting benefits, not many people could resist, let alone those who only had ambition but no intelligence to match it.
Qiguan Rang asked Sun Wen, "Zaidao, what do you think?"
Sun Wen smiled and said, "Very good."
He had settled a portion of the enmity with the Nie family, but it was far from enough. To uproot the Nie family, as the lord, Jiang Pengji still had to reach a higher position. If she could take Zhongzhao into her own hands, what would the Nie family amount to? Sun Wen naturally agreed with Qiguan Rang's suggestion.
Putting aside their plans for the time being, Jiang Pengji began her boring march.
Zhanjiang Pass was not very far from Zhangzhou. Riding horses at full speed, coupled with the waterway, one could usually reach it in half a month or 20 days.
However, Jiang Pengji brought along 50,000 troops and horses. Naturally, the speed of the army could not be compared to the speed of the messenger. Overall, it was much slower.
On the tenth day of the march, the scouts of the army stopped a messenger. After interrogating him, they found out that the messenger was coming for Jiang Pengji.
Jiang Pengji took off her thick military uniform and changed into a black robe with arrow sleeves.
The hem of the robe was shortened by her. It barely reached her knees. Paired with long pants, it was more convenient to move around.
The audience in the streaming room had taught her to make the robe. They had recommended it to her, saying that they wanted to see how she looked like in the robe.
Jiang Pengji had people make the robe according to the words given by the audience. It was indeed very comfortable to wear and looked heroic and free.
No one had seen this style of clothing before. It was a little foreign, but Jiang Pengji was the lord. Even if they had not seen it before, no one dared to say anything.
She had ridden for the whole day. At that moment, she was sitting in the tent, washing her hands and preparing to eat.
"Messenger?" Jiang Pengji said, "Let him in. Is there any change at the frontline in Zhangzhou?"
Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Pengji had hit the nail on the head.
The messenger entered the tent and half-knelt to report.
It was just a few words, but everyone in the tent was so shocked that they could not react. Wei Ci, who was helping Jiang Pengji set the bowls and chopsticks, trembled. A pair of chopsticks fell on the table with a clang.
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