I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 345 Your Highness, please respect yourself!
Han Shao actually felt a little regretful.

If I had known that this princess was so annoying, I should not have placed my spiritual thoughts on the portrait when returning it.

She would summon him every now and then, regardless of time or place, as if she remembered something. Han Shao almost had a nervous breakdown because of her.

Therefore, the tone of speech has gradually evolved from politeness and courtesy at the beginning to impatience and irritability now.

For example, at this moment, Ji Zhao seemed not to notice the undisguised negative emotions between Han Shao's brows, and still smiled.

"Are you going to win?"

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, Han Shao nodded helplessly.

"good."

"Thanks to the bravery of our soldiers, we finally gained the upper hand after several bloody battles."

Ji Zhao suddenly became interested when he heard this.

"I was born in the deep palace and grew up in the peaceful place of the God's Capital. I have never seen such fierce things on the battlefield."

"I wonder if the Champion Marquis can show me something?"

Any experience?
Han Shao frowned.

Not to mention that there are some secret things that are not convenient for Ji Zhao to see.

Just saying that his real body was right under everyone's attention at this moment, so how could he suddenly take out a painting of a beauty in front of everyone?

So he shook his head and said.

"The princess is a golden branch and jade leaf. I am afraid that the evil spirit of the battlefield will collide with the princess' phoenix body, so let it go."

Faced with Han Shao's implicit rejection, Ji Zhao smiled.

"Champion Hou is a little bit unkind."

"I just took a risk and solved a huge problem for the Champion Marquis."

"But I never thought that it would be the other way around. The Champion Marquis couldn't even fulfill my little wish."

When he said this at the end, there was a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Coupled with her bright, graceful and beautiful face, even Han Shao couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw her.

In just a blink of an eye, he woke up.

And he soon realized what Ji Zhao meant by "huge trouble".

This is also the reason why Han Shaoming knew that this woman should not be easily provoked, but he had to take the initiative to contact her after ignoring her for nearly a year.

After frowning slightly for a while, Han Shao still thanked Ji Zhao.

"I will remember your help today, Princess Di."

"I will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

The debt of favor has always been the hardest to repay.

Especially when you know that the other party has other intentions, it makes you feel guilty just thinking about it.

So Han Shao is trying to turn this matter into a fair deal where both parties get what they want.

So as to avoid being too weak at some point in the future.

It’s a pity that how could he possibly hide his little thoughts from Ji Zhao?
The sorrow in his eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a playful look.

"Oh? How is the Champion going to reward me?"

Han Shao was speechless for a moment.

After all, the woman in front of him is one of the most noble women in the world of Dayong.

Wealth, spiritual cultivation, and prominent status...

She was born with all the things that ordinary people desire but cannot obtain.

The "generous reward" mentioned by a Marquis of a border land indeed seemed insignificant in front of her.

Han Shao had no choice but to bite the bullet and say it.

"Your Highness, I am talking about the future..."

"future?"

Ji Zhao laughed and shook his head.

"There are too many variables in the future. Who knows what the future will be like?"

"So, I always focus on the present and never pin my hopes on the illusory future."

"Don't you think so, Champion?"

Han Shao felt a little headache when he heard Ji Zhao's intentionally drawn-out ending tone.

Logically speaking, what she said does make sense.

But he couldn't just tell Ji Zhao directly that Han had a destiny and would rise to the top sooner or later, right?
So after some thought, he could only follow Ji Zhao's words.

"What Princess Di said about the present moment is..."

Hearing Han Shao's words, Ji Zhao's bright and graceful face smiled, and she looked somewhat charming.

"My requirements are not high..."

As Ji Zhao spoke, he gently scratched the handsome face in the painting with the tip of his white jade finger.

Even though it was not the real body, Han Shao couldn't help but frown.

This woman doesn't seem like a good person!

"Damn it! You just start fighting right away without any sense of boundaries!"

Han Shao cursed inwardly, then twisted his body to avoid someone's action.

He spoke seriously.

"Your Highness! Please respect yourself!"

But he didn't expect that these words would arouse someone's interest, and he reached out to grab him.

The painting scroll is not the world. It is just this small. Where can you hide?
Han Shao cursed in his heart, and then an idea came to his mind.

The next moment, the figure drawn with pen and ink suddenly broke free from the scroll.

And in the blink of an eye, it turned from virtual to real and appeared in the phoenix sedan chair.

Han Shao, who had never been so embarrassed before, glared at Ji Zhao with some anger.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw several maids in the phoenix sedan chair suddenly guarding Ji Zhao.

Han Shao's eyes narrowed slightly.

It’s not that the cultivation of these waitresses is so powerful and profound.

But the aura around them... is a little weird!
It is a kind of holiness that is almost pure to the extreme.

The most important thing is that this aura is somewhat similar to the aura Han Shao felt from a certain bald Buddhist monk before.

But if you feel it carefully, you can clearly feel the difference.

They seem to have the same origin, but they are completely opposite.

'Like Buddha but not Buddha...'

Han Shao, who had no idea of ​​the details of these waitresses, could only make such a reluctant comment.

Just as he was distracted for a moment, Han Shao glanced at the waitresses.

But then his expression froze.

Looking at the face in front of him that was clearly his own, Han Shao held back his anger.

"She...what's wrong with her?"

With his level of cultivation, even a trace of divine consciousness is enough to see through this superb illusion technique.

I know that the person standing opposite among the waitresses is also a woman.

In an instant, indescribable scenes appeared in Han's mind one after another.

While feeling disgusted, the look in his eyes when he looked at Ji Zhao became a little strange.

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhao was stunned for a moment.

After he reacted, his face turned slightly red for a moment.

But for someone as aloof as her, even if she knows that someone has obviously misunderstood something, she would not bother to explain.

Even after noticing the change in Han Shao's eyes, he felt a bit rebellious.

"That's right, it's just what Champion Hou thought..."

As he said this, he pulled the waitress, who still had Han's face on her face, into his arms and pecked her lightly on the chin.

He looked at Han Shao provocatively and sneered.

"Why? The real owner has refused to let me go, so I can't just use the fake goods to satisfy my craving?"

Han Shao had only heard of this kind of fake phoenix trick in the past.

After seeing it with my own eyes, I was still shocked.

Just looking at the figure opposite him, with his face supported by hers and a little like a bird, Han Shao still got a little angry.

You can play with flowers as you like!
Don’t fucking play with me!
When a true immortal gets angry, even though it's just a trace of divine consciousness that's in the form of an object, it's still terrifying.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, the waitress's illusory form was instantly broken.

Even all the people in the Phoenix Sedan were imprisoned inside.

However, Ji Zhao, who was surrounded by the power of a true immortal, broke free from it in an instant.

Han Shao was not surprised by this.

If the princess of Dayong did not have a few trump cards to deal with the upper three realms, it would be impossible for this princess of Dayong to control the world for more than two thousand years.

"What? Are you angry?"

Ji Zhao chuckled and pushed away the waitress in her arms who had revealed her true appearance.

Then he slowly stood up from the Phoenix Throne and walked in front of Han Shao.

While looking him up and down, he seemed to sigh.

"In fact, I have painted many portraits for you..."

“But if I had to say which one I’m most satisfied with and like the most, this one would be it.”

The heroic and cold armor matches the handsome face.

She would always subconsciously imagine him riding a warhorse, galloping across the battlefield in a vigorous and heroic manner. It also fits all her fantasies about good men in this world when she was young.

Because she realized very early that this divine capital, this Haojing, this endless stretch of palaces, was actually a huge cage.

This was true for her father.

The same is true for her.

So she has always hoped that one day she would have the power to break everything.

For Ji Shi, for her father the Emperor...

Of course, the most important thing is for herself.

It's just that over the years, though, she's had some things.

But she knew it wasn't enough.

Those so-called forces seem powerful and seem to be able to change something.

But they couldn't really break what she wanted to break.

Otherwise, how could the world be dominated by one family throughout the dynasties?

What she needs is... this armor!

And the powerful force contained behind this armor, whether it is wearing armor and holding shields or riding on horseback.

They were the only thing she needed most.

Ji Zhao looked at Han Shao with a dazed look, or rather, the black armor covered on his fake body.

When he reached out to touch her again, Han Shao did not dodge.

After all, without the physical body of the scroll to rely on, even if you take action it will be nothing but emptiness.

What surprised Han Shao was that the woman pressed her chest so firmly.

And he winked and smiled slyly.

"Don't you feel it?"

"This armor is actually a treasure."

"It's a pity that someone bought the casket and returned the pearl to me."

When she sent the painting to Youzhou, her original intention was to send armor.

However, she didn't expect that someone didn't take this painting, or didn't take her, the Princess of Dayong, seriously at all.

After casually sending out a divine thought, it was sent back.

After gently stroking this gorgeous armor for a while, Ji Zhao finally withdrew his hand.

"Don't worry, this armor has its own magic, since it has been stained with your spiritual aura."

"When you want to use it, you only need to think about it, and you can use it at will no matter how far away you are."

Hearing this, Han Shao, who was originally a little disdainful and wanted to say that he also had the Black Armor, shut up immediately.

After all, if this is true, then the set of Mohist black armor that the lady got from her father is indeed far inferior to it!

Hmm, is this the difference between Princess Dayong and the noble lady from an aristocratic family?

Han Shao weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

Finally come to a conclusion.

When I eat this kind of soft rice, I can only say that...

A incense.

And the other one...is even more fragrant!

Of course, Mr. Han still has some moral integrity.

When it comes to sugar-coated bullets, of course you should lick off the sugar coating and then let the bullet roll as far as it can.

In a word, Han is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty.

How can a mere set of divine armor be worth the immense love and affection of the lady?
Thinking of this, Han Shao looked at Ji Zhao again, quietly waiting for her next words.

At this moment, Ji Zhao didn't know when he put away the smile that had been on his lips.

Just as Han Shao guessed, the woman's seemingly frivolous behavior before, and even her overly straightforward and revealing affection, were all just illusions.

After all, how could a princess of the Great Yong Dynasty who could recruit her father's trusted eunuchs to serve her own purposes be a simple woman?
Han Shao laughed in his heart.

"You're smart and sharp."

Ji Zhao suddenly praised Han Shao for no reason.

"But what I like most is your prudence and boldness."

Cautious and bold, these two contradictory words sound very natural when spoken by Ji Zhao.

Han Shao didn't think there was anything wrong.

Because he knew that Ji Zhao was talking about that he took the initiative to contact her as soon as Shangguan Ding left Youzhou.

The former is cautious.

The latter is bold.

"How do you know that Li Jin is my man?"

Ji Zhao suddenly asked curiously.

The head of Lantai Pavilion, the eunuch, and the close confidant of Emperor Taikang.

A normal person would definitely not be able to associate such an existence with the princess.

After all, the princess is a woman, and the world is ultimately a man's game.

Han Shao heard this, thought about it, and said seriously.

"Guess."

"Guess?"

Ji Zhao, who had already assumed the demeanor of an imperial princess, still couldn't help rolling her eyes.

"Your guess is really accurate."

Han Shao chuckled, "Your Highness, you are too kind."

"But Your Highness, just admit it in front of me. Aren't you worried?"

"Worry?"

Ji Zhao didn't comment, "Are you worried that you will tell your father?"

Li Jin is destined to be loyal to only one person in that position.

If not, he and the second person must die!

No matter how much Emperor Taikang doted on Ji Zhao, there would be no exceptions.

"Do you know?"

Facing Ji Zhao's question, Han Shao laughed.

"of course not."

Ji Zhao also laughed.

"Does this count as us holding each other's handles and gaining a certain degree of mutual trust?"

Previously, when Han Shao wanted to contact Ji Zhao, he naturally had to take the initiative to reveal some things as a price.

And the price is Li He and his group, as well as Linghu An.

This is indeed a bit unfair and cold-blooded for Li He and his group as well as Linghu An.

But you, me and him in the game, who isn’t a chess piece?

Han Shao, who has come this far, can perhaps barely be called a chess player.

But there is not much difference between him as a chess player and a chess piece.

Because he was also gambling with his life.

It's just that, relatively speaking, there is more power to make independent choices.

Hearing Ji Zhao's words, Han Shao nodded.

"Your Highness, are you going to cooperate with me?"

Mutual trust is the basis of cooperation.

But in response to Han Shao's words, Ji Zhao shook his head.

"I don't like to cooperate with others."

Han Shao's face darkened.

Almost in an instant, he anticipated the second half of Ji Zhao's sentence.

Sure enough, the next moment, Ji Zhao's voice was heard in a graceful and irresistible manner.

"I want you to be mine."

Han Shao was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Ji Zhao was puzzled.

"why are you laughing?"

Then it dawned on me.

"You think I'm unworthy?"

The words fell.

Without waiting for Han Shao to answer, the woman in front of him suddenly became serious, put her hands together, and showed a look of compassion and peace.

The next moment, a vast and holy aura poured out from her.

"now what?"

Han Shao's pupils shrank slightly and his expression was stern.

Eight realms of heavenly beings!

"Since you can see the future, why don't you worship?"

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(End of this chapter)