I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 330: Perfume, Bed and the World (Part )
The incense burner was burning, and wisps of smoke were rising from the mouth of the beast head.

Hearing the soft words in his ear, Han Shao breathed a little harder.

The fragrance lingers in the nose and spreads into the lungs.

“It really has a unique flavor.”

On weekdays, the maids in the mansion would burn some incense and sacred scripture in the study to help him concentrate and calm his mind.

Although Han Shao was not proficient in this art, the cultivators in the upper three realms had already mastered it in both spirit and body.

Feeling it carefully at this moment, I suddenly realized the huge difference between them.

Compared with this treasure prepared by Chen Wenjun himself, the ones he had burned in his study before were really too tacky.

"Is it... is it still to my liking?"

The sound is soft and gentle, just like the wisps of smoke rising up.

Floating and looming.

"Wenjun is thoughtful."

After Han Shao finished speaking, he praised sincerely.

"The craftsmanship is good, and you can call him a master."

"Wenjun" is a nickname for girls, a nickname that has only been used by father, grandfather and elder brothers.

Coming from the mouth of a man whom he had only met twice, Chen Wenjun suddenly felt a strange feeling that he had never felt before.

While her beautiful face seemed to be burning with fire, the woman's originally slightly stiff body finally melted completely in his arms.

Maybe this is how women are in this world.

After untying certain shackles in my heart, it no longer matters whether I am dignified or not.

"It's just the craftsmanship... isn't it good?"

The sound was as soft as a mosquito's, almost inaudible.

But in the tiny space between their bodies leaning against each other and their breaths intertwined, even the slightest sound can be heard clearly.

Han Shao even heard a bit of grievance, a bit of loss, and even a bit of anger from the beauty.

Han Shao lowered his eyes to meet those misty eyes, smiled, and gently lifted the pointed chin that was so close to him.

"If I don't praise your craftsmanship, what should I praise you for?"

Chen Wenjun, who had never looked into the eyes of a man at such a distance before, looked away in panic.

But the finger on his chin didn't give him a chance to dodge.

"Are you complimenting someone?"

After hearing Han Shao's straightforward words, her beautiful face, as white as jade, turned red like fire.

After realizing that he couldn't avoid looking into Han Shao's eyes, he hurriedly closed his eyes.

As her vision blurred, she seemed to see a shadow looming over her.

Then there was a light sniff like a tiger or wolf approaching its prey.

"Indeed... people smell better than those so-called treasure seals."

I don’t know if it’s because it’s been in contact with those spices and powders all day that it’s been marinated with flavor.

Or maybe it's this woman's natural body fragrance.

All in all, the taste is really special.

Different from the cool and captivating fragrance on Yu Xuanji, this fragrance, although not very strong, is quite elegant and pleasant.

But after sniffing it carefully, one feels reluctant to move away.

I heard a suppressed throat rolling, and then looked at the eyes moving restlessly under the thin eyelids.

Han Shao chuckled and said.

"What? Are you finally scared?"

The woman pursed her slightly thin cherry lips and bit her pearly teeth.

He seemed to be trying hard to suppress his inner tension and panic.

Only when she vaguely felt the shadow in front of her eyes slowly retreating did she quietly open her beautiful eyes, which had been closed at some point, a crack.

In the vague sight, there was a half-smile on the face of the man who was far superior to the rest of the world.

But unexpectedly, the eyes that should have been full of passion were now clear.

In an instant, all the tension, panic and shyness disappeared like the tide.

Instead, there was a feeling of frustration that I had never felt before.

The greatest confidence of most women in this world comes from their appearance.

Once upon a time, those eyes, some obvious, some hidden, some eager, some greedy, made her feel disgusted and repulsed, but at the same time, they also gave her great confidence as a woman.

Be confident that no man can resist you.

It is especially impossible when one sacrifices oneself and dignity and takes the initiative to approach someone.

But now, the pair of eyes in front of her, full of teasing and playfulness, instantly shattered the confidence hidden in her heart.

"Is it...Is it because I am not beautiful enough?"

Hearing this somewhat desolate question, Han Shao was slightly stunned.

Then he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

After all, it is easy for a new soldier who has just entered the battlefield to fall into self-doubt when he suddenly encounters a setback.

However, he didn't realize that his actions were too deliberate and immature in the eyes of people like Han Shao.

However, Han Shao was still a little curious.

"Who taught you all these?"

Han Shao originally wanted to say "means", but the word "means" was too cold, so he simply omitted it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjun lowered her head and spoke in a stammering voice.

"Before we girls get married, our maids will teach us some...some things about the boudoir."

Things that happen in the boudoir seem a little difficult to talk about.

But the more noble the family, the more serious they take this matter.

Because in addition to consolidating favor and maintaining a woman's status after marriage, it also involves the issue of offspring.

Therefore, whenever a girl from an aristocratic family gets married, there will be someone specifically to teach her this art.

However, Chen Wenjun had not experienced much in the world, so she couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed when talking about this in front of Han Shao.

After saying this, he seemed to have thought about something and spoke with a bit of anxiety.

"Don't worry, my dear. I only...only used these on you..."

Knowing that she was afraid of being misunderstood, Han Shao laughed.

He didn't think much about it.

After all, there are also such rules among the kings and nobles in the history of the other world.

And it's not just women, men from the aristocratic families are the same.

When they reach a certain age, they will have maids to serve them. This is mainly because they are afraid that the younger generations in the family have "never seen the world" and would be bewitched by a beautiful woman, so that they might be schemed against and their achievements and cultivation might be ruined, and even their family business might be usurped by outsiders.

However, he originally thought that even if he was "taught", he would only be taught some practical skills in bed.

But I didn't expect it to be taught so carefully.

Just like the burning incense in the animal head incense burner in front of me...

Han Shao took the incense burner in his hand, moved closer and took a few sniffs.

Then he asked with a smile to the woman who was still curled up in his arms and refused to leave.

"Is this also what those maids taught you?"

Hearing Han Shao's words, the woman in his arms' face suddenly turned red again, but then the color faded away.

"I...I have no intention of harming you, my lord..."

She did add some things to this treasure seal, but these things are just... just auxiliary...

Han Shao felt helpless when he saw that she was so frightened by his words and was crawling in front of him just like she did when they first met.

"Alright, I know you didn't harm me..."

Not to mention that she doesn't have the courage, Chen from Zhuo County probably doesn't have it either.

He was just curious about what weird things this woman was tinkering with all day long.

Since this incense-burning seal can add something to inspire people, what if it is replaced with something else?

For example, some can kill people without being seen...

Han Shao suddenly felt a little interested.

But now was obviously not the time to talk about these things, so Han Shao just had the thought and put it aside for the time being.

He stood up from the couch and reached out to help her up.

The pair of jade arms felt so good in his hands that even Han Shao was reluctant to let go for a moment, so he simply moved down and reached out to hold the boneless jade fingers.

The temperature transmitted between the palms was quite scorching.

It gradually calmed Chen Wenjun's somewhat panicked mind and even made her feel a bit of warmth.

It made her subconsciously want to get closer.

So then Han Shao was surprised to find that the graceful figure actually nestled in his arms again.

"My dear...I feel a little cold..."

It's winter now, and the weather is cold and freezing.

Women have a yin constitution, so they like the sun and fear the cold, which is normal.

But when Han Shao heard this, he looked helpless.

"I just came to see you today, there is no other intention."

After saying that, he said again.

"Some things just need to happen naturally, don't be too anxious..."

In fact, he knew very well what Chen Wenjun, the eldest daughter of the Chen family, had done today.

Perhaps it was because he had not been there for a single day in all the days since he entered the mansion.

It made her a little uneasy.

That's why she was eager to use her body to consolidate her position in the backyard and in his heart.

It even stabilizes the future life and death, honor and disgrace of the entire Chen family in Zhuo County.

However, Han Shao did not like this kind of exchange which was too purposeful and too eager.

However, before he could push the woman in his arms away, he heard her whisper, "My dear, don't you want me?"

In fact, she also realized at this moment that her behavior today was a bit too impatient.

But as the saying goes, once the arrow is shot, there is no way to retrieve it.

Now that she has started, if it ends in a mess, she is afraid that she will never have the courage to take this step again.

Instead of doing that, it’s better to just go with the flow and do it all in one go.

So after that soft whisper, Chen Wenjun continued.

"If you take me, it will not only make me feel at ease, but also make my father and grandfather feel at ease, and make those noble families in the city feel at ease..."

"You can kill two birds with one stone. Why wouldn't you do it, sir?"

At the critical moment when the battle had already begun on the city wall, he was able to find time to show up in his garden.

In addition to indicating that the current war is not yet intense, it also indirectly shows that his husband is actually not really at ease with the Chen family of Zhuo County and other aristocratic families.

He also hoped to take this opportunity to show his closeness to her father and grandfather.

But if it's just a simple appearance, how can it be as direct as making it a fact?
After hearing what Chen Wenjun said, Han Shao suddenly realized that the seemingly reckless woman in his arms seemed to be much smarter than he thought.

At least he's not a stupid person.

But this was not the reason for Han Shao to change his mind.

Because he hated using the intimacy between men and women as a bargaining chip.

After all, that would only make him feel bored.

However, just as he was about to speak, he heard the woman in his arms suddenly speak again.

"Even if you are busy, it doesn't matter at this moment..."

Han Shao was stunned when he heard this.

"What do you mean it's not just a matter of a moment?"

The woman in his arms spoke seriously, in the tone of someone who had experienced it.

"That will be done quickly, and I believe it won't take up too much of your time."

Han Shao frowned.

"Who told you that? That nanny again?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Wenjun wanted to say that she had seen the two cat slaves in the tribe doing that, and the process did not take long.

But in the end I didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

So he could only blink and nod.

"Yes, Mammy said so."

Han Shao sneered.

"Your nanny is wrong."

"Only practice can bring true knowledge! Don't trust others' words in the future!"

Men can tolerate anything!

The only thing I cannot tolerate is this kind of ‘momentary’ slander and humiliation!

As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the woman in his arms and carried her sideways without any warning.

Walked limply behind him.

The woman in his arms just screamed but did not resist at all.

"My dear, don't... don't stay here, go to the inner room..."

……

A plain white embroidered handkerchief was spread on the bed.

Brocade clothes were scattered all over the ground.

The howling cold winter wind blows open the curtains on the window frames, making them sway.

Since childhood, Chen Wenjun has particularly hated winter.

Because winter is too cold.

But the winter in Youzhou comes early, leaves late, and is so long and unbearable.

So Chen Wenjun mixed and made incense, and then when lighting it, absorbed a bit of warmth from the star-like flames.

But at this moment, she suddenly didn't hate winter anymore.

Because of the scorching heat given to her by the scorching sun in her arms, she even urgently needed to draw a little coolness from the cold wind whistling in from the window.

Plucking Wei picking Wei, Wei also stop.

Returning from day to day, even at the age.

This is an ancient poem with a long history, included in the Six Classics.

In addition to his hobby of blending and making perfumes, Chen Wenjun was also good at writing poetry and music.

It was a pity that she had only read a few fragments of this ancient poem titled "Gathering Wild Wheat" and was unable to understand its meaning.

All I know is that it seems to be writing about a traveler who was unable to return home.

【Return home, return home, the year never stops】

The journey home is long and seems to have no end.

That must be tiring...

Just like her now, she can only move forward alone on a journey home with no end in sight.

[Walking slowly, hungry and thirsty]

Chen Wenjun breathed rapidly, bit her thin lips tightly, and tried to moisten her dry lips with the tip of her tongue.

Endure it patiently.

In fact, she didn't know why she thought of this fragment.

Perhaps it was because the name of this ancient poem, "Cai Wei," was the same as the name of a flower she liked very much.

Caiwei, also known as rose.

The fragrance of the flower lingers and attracts people to linger, so it is also called lingering flower.

Although this flower is beautiful, its branches are covered with thorns.

If you are not careful, you will be stabbed and bleed.

When Chen Wenjun was a child, she was pricked and bleeding when she went to the garden to pick flowers.

So every time she got hurt, she would subconsciously think of that bright red color.

Because it really... hurts...

But there's nothing I can do about it, because...she likes it?
In fact, they had met each other long before they first met.

That day, the barbarians retreated, and the tribe was busy returning to Dingbei City to clean up the mess in order to divide up the remaining assets in the city later.

And because she is well versed in numerology, she will accompany them for the time being to help with some planning.

It was on that day that she saw the man riding a strange dragon horse and a group of people in black armor standing out from the crowd.

At that moment, Chen Wenjun, who was sitting in the carriage and looking through the curtain, saw the figure riding a strange dragon horse, who seemed to be looking at her as well.

Panicked, she backed away.

Because she saw the outstanding female figure who was traveling with him, looking at her coldly.

She recognized the woman.

She is the contemporary legitimate daughter of the Gongsun clan in Liaodong.

She was warning herself, or rather, she was on guard against any woman who dared to approach and covet someone.

Chen Wenjun remembered that at that time, apart from feeling indignant and angry, and being deeply impressed by the figure of the man riding the exotic dragon horse, he did not think too much about it.

It was not until later when I returned to my clan that I met with my close friends.

One of his close friends suddenly told Chen Wenjun an immortal legend about a mere 300 remnants of a soldier who swept across the grassland, trampled on Longcheng, and finally became famous in a battle under Dingbei City. Chen Wenjun inexplicably became interested.

Because the protagonist of this legendary story rides an iconic exotic dragon horse.

It was at that time that she learned about the fair-faced young general at the city gate who was regarded as a forbidden delicacy by the eldest daughter of the Liaodong Gongsun.

His surname is Han, and his given name is Shao.

Later on, that man was awarded the title of [Champion] by the emperor for his extraordinary achievement and became famous in Youzhou.

Not long after, he personally led a large army to attack Beiguzong, massacred the clan and wiped out the entire Dingrang County, including the county magistrate and the county lieutenant, and all the high-ranking families were implicated.

All kinds of news came to Chen Wenjun's ears.

But gradually, these passive news were not enough to satisfy her curiosity.

She learned to actively collect information about that person.

Including the fact that all forces were completely uprooted in the renamed Champion City in the first month of the year, Chen Wenjun actually knew as much as those in power in the clan, and no less than them.

But she never told anyone.

Even her father, who always treated her as the apple of his eye, was like this.

Firstly, she couldn't explain where she got her information from.

Secondly, she couldn't explain to others why she was so concerned about a strange man who should have nothing to do with her.

Thirdly, she found that she suddenly liked the feeling of hiding in the dark and spying on someone.

She didn't want anyone to break this feeling.

This is a secret that belongs to her alone.

Every time she listed and summarized all the things that man had done in the dark room where no one was, she would list them one by one.

She would have a very strange feeling of pleasure.

Because she is getting to know and understand that person in a way that ordinary people have never tried or imagined.

Maybe one day in the future, no one in this world will understand that person better than her.

Even the person himself.

But just when she thought she had 'known' that person, one day she suddenly discovered that the person seemed to have become a stranger.

On the wall in sight that listed and recorded someone's deeds, there suddenly appeared several more anchor points.

The divine capital, the grasslands, and even the several states in the south.

So what exactly is he going to do?
"From today on, you should practice hard."

"You are too weak, how can you accept my grace?"

……

(End of this chapter)