I Really Like That Guy!

A Luo stood on the edge of the school field, in the shadow of a short tree, looking at the silhouette running in the school field from a distance.

The man was tall and slender, wearing a servant's blue shirt, running slowly along the side of the court. A total of ten laps, he has run five laps, the steps are getting heavier and slower.

Anyway, in Arlo's eyes, even the new recruit who just entered the barracks is not as good as a complete weak chicken.

Others in the school field obviously noticed him. Those soldiers only had training every day, they lacked fun, and they didn't know any rules, and they laughed loudly.

"Who is that running? I can walk faster than him!"

"Looking at the clothes on his body, we know that we are not soldiers, and such people can only serve and serve others."

"Boy, if you still run like this on the battlefield, you will be the first to die!"

The soldiers laughed loudly, taking the man as a laughing stock and sneering at the joke without mercy. But the man didn't say a word, as if he didn't hear it, and insisted on running the whole way.

When he ran to the attendant who brought him, Qin Jue almost fell to his knees.

He no longer had any strength in his body, his hands and feet were numb and trembling, and his face was dripping with sweat.

Even though he was not favored since childhood and lived in dire straits, most of the threats Qin Jue received were hidden in the dark, like a turbulent undercurrent under the calm water.

On the bright side, he is still the crown prince of a country. Although he is not pampered, he has no worries about food and clothing.

In general, this intensity of training, he is the first experience.

Qin Jue knew very well in his heart that from the day he left Jersey to see the country, he was no longer the crown prince, but just a servant beside the empress.

Therefore, he accepted all of this calmly, abandoned his former identity, and regarded himself as a humble servant. As the Empress said, no matter who he was in the past, at this moment, he is a servant.

If he can't learn to be a slave, how can he survive here?

When running, the body was extremely tired, but Qin Jue's mind became clearer and clearer.

Qin Jue realized that he didn't hate Lonely Luo.

From beginning to end, it was the country of Jersey that caused him to fall here.

He was even vaguely grateful to Dugu Luo in his heart. When he heard that Dugu Luo came to the border and heard that Dugu Luo defeated General Gao Qian, the faces of those in the Jersey royal family were terrified and amused to this day.

Qin Jue has never been proud of his status as a crown prince. If he could, he would rather be born in a family of common people than live in the dark and rotten palace.

Being sent to the Daxing military camp to become a war slave, he only had hatred and anger in his heart, not for Daxing but for the country of Jersey.

When he learned that he was about to be put on the bed of the Empress, he also felt humiliated and resentful, but when he was told that he was just being selfish, a strange sense of loss emerged in Qin Jue's heart.

What are you missing? Qin Jue still doesn't understand.

He has lived in darkness since he was a child, and all he has ever felt is suspicion and malice. The servants around him do not know who sent him, but many younger brothers and sisters take him as a thorn in their eyes. Hiding the medicine that made him die silently.

No one taught him how to behave in the world, he could only **** himself, and learn to survive bit by bit.

Qin Jue didn't understand what the hot feeling in his chest when facing the empress represented, and he didn't know what the faint loss at the moment meant.

He only knew that even though he was described as being so embarrassed at the moment, he felt extremely relaxed physically and mentally, as if all the things that had been deposited in his heart in the past were running along with them, a little bit out of the body, and the whole person became relaxed and comfortable.

The attendant said: "Since the run is over, then I will return to your Majesty. You can rest yourself."

Qin Jue nodded slightly, his black eyes were dark and bright in the moonlight.

A few strands of hair were soaked in sweat, sticking to his fair side face, and the cold moonlight sprinkled on him. In the hazy light, the man's eyebrows and eyes were clear and his face was handsome.

The attendant was slightly startled, and couldn't help sighing in his heart, with such a refined appearance, it is no wonder that he was chosen by the Empress.

When he walked out of the gate of the school grounds, Qin Jue blinked slightly to look at a short tree not far away. It was erected outside the fence. It was as tall as a person and had luxuriant branches. In the night, only a vague black outline could be seen.

A gust of night wind blew, the shadows of the trees swayed slightly, and the moonlight was blurred.

Seeing his slow footsteps, the attendant turned around and said, "What's wrong? Go back quickly, you have to get up early tomorrow."

When he mistakenly thought that Qin Jue was going to become the female emperor's servant, these servants respected him and didn't say much. Now that he knew that Qin Jue was only a servant, he suddenly became his own from an outsider and got other servants. of goodwill.

Qin Jue nodded, looked away, and left the school grounds.

He was just running around when he felt a staring gaze, and he thought it might be someone watching the fun.

And after his figure was gone, a figure quietly walked out of the shadow behind the tree, and it was the empress Dugu Luo whom he had only seen not long ago.

"It's not bad, stronger than I thought." The low whisper disappeared with the wind, and the maid who followed behind the Empress looked at her nose and nose, as if she hadn't heard it.

In fact, A Luo was prepared for Qin Jue's fainting, but he didn't expect him to persevere.

Taking the maid slowly back to the camp, and going to bed according to the usual biological clock, before going to bed, A Luo thought about his plans for tomorrow, and slowly fell asleep.

The country of Jersey has surrendered, and it stands to reason that they can go back to the DPRK directly, and Arlo also intends to go back. After all, he has been abroad for a long time, and domestic affairs are difficult to handle.

Daxing's military power is in the hands of Dugu Luo, and it is precisely because of her military power that Daxing has become her one word.

With A Luo's order, the army quickly moved into action, but the number of people was too large, and it would take several days just to pack up.

Qin Jue waited in front of the emperor's tent very early. After ten laps, he slept well all night. Even if someone in the tent snorted and his breath was filled with the smell of sweat and feet, he fell into a deep depression. sleep.

Apparently, his resilience is better than he imagined.

As the attendant said before, the Empress started at Mao Shi, and it was still bright at that time.

Because the battle was just over, the Empress gave the soldiers a holiday, so they didn't have to get up early to train for the rest of the day. There are still a few stars left on the gray sky, and the moon on the horizon seems to have lost its color. There is only one female emperor in the huge school field.

Qin Jue and several other maids stood on the edge of the school field, watching the Empress sway and practice martial arts.

Her martial arts are extremely outstanding. Qin Jue has seen Gao Qian perform martial arts. Gao Qian is the number one general in Jersey. He fought several victories in the friction between Jersey and neighboring countries more than ten years ago, and has a good reputation.

But compared with the empress, the brave Gao Qian in Qin Jue's memory instantly paled.

The Empress's spear is like an arm, and every spear is pierced with the power of thunder.

Qin Jue couldn't take his eyes off it, his heart beating faster than usual, his blood seemed to boil with the frequency of the spear dancing, and there was an undisguised, distinct envy in his eyes.

Why doesn't he want to be as strong as the Empress? But once he showed his edge, the women in the Jersey Harem would immediately rush to tear him to shreds.

The Crown Prince of Jersey can only be a cowardly mediocre, stupid and incompetent person.

Aware of the burning gaze not far away, Arlo stopped, looked up to the side of the court, and called, "Come here."

Qin Jue's expression was stunned, and he subconsciously took a step forward, and then he was afraid that he would be wrong.

But seeing the woman looking straight at him, he couldn't help but have a subtle premonition in his heart.

After hesitating for a moment, Qin Jue strode forward and walked in front of her under the impatient gaze of the empress.

"Your Majesty, your name is slave?"

The Empress hummed casually and raised her chin: "Can you use a gun?"

Qin Jue was taller than the Empress, and he was clearly looking down on her, but every time he was in front of her, he had the illusion that he was being looked down upon.

"...Slave will not, Your Majesty."

The Empress glanced at him, and the spear in her hand suddenly swung forward, hitting Qin Jue's leg suddenly.

Qin Jue ran too long last night, and his waist and legs are still sore. Even if the blow was not too hard, he still asked him to bend his knees forward, and he fell to his knees on the ground.

The man straightened up in embarrassment, and although he lowered his head, his words contained stubbornness: "I don't know where I went wrong, Your Majesty."

The Empress said coldly, "As a servant, you are so powerless. If you are attacked, will you protect me or I will protect you?"

Qin Jue was silent for a moment, then bowed and said hoarsely, "I know I'm wrong, I hope Your Majesty will punish you."

The Empress said indifferently, as always, "Have you seen this gun? Hold it and wave it a thousand times for me before breakfast."

The scarlet spear stretched out in front of him, the silver tip of the spear was like a snake, flashing with a cold and cold light.

A newly-made red ying was hung under the tip of the spear. It is said that for every battle, this red ying will be replaced by a new one.

Qin Jue pursed her thin lips tightly, and caught the gun barrel with both hands. The moment the Empress let go, his hand sank under the pressure.

"Do you want me to teach you how to hold a gun?"

The voice of the empress pierced into her ears, but it was still indifferent without ups and downs, but Qin Jue seemed to hear disappointment in it. For some reason, he panicked in his heart, and hurriedly recalled the actions of the Empress just now, and held the position where she was holding the gun.

The heat of her palm still remained on the gun barrel of the mahogany, Qin Jue's eyes narrowed, and her hands instantly became scorching hot.

The heat was like a spreading cobweb, flowing from the fingertips to the whole body, causing his heart to beat rapidly uncontrollably, and the tympanic membrane in his ears could hear the loud drum-like sound.

The man's throat rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Your Majesty, calm down... This slave will do well."