I, the Prince of Qin

　　The army is ready every day, ready to go.

　　In the chilling army formation, Esdes, with long hair flying, mounted a horse and raised a sword, combining the feminine beauty and bloodthirsty animal nature, and shouted: "Ravaged!"

　　"Ravaged!! Ravaged!! Ravaged!!"

　　The whole army shouted in unison, the ground was flying with sand and rocks, and the sky was shaking.

　　Such military might made Mo Zhe, who had not seen too many big scenes, stunned.

　　"There is actually a bit of the charm of my Daqin Tieqi." Ah Fang commented.

　　Of course, it's just Shen Yun.

　　Esders rode his horse around in a circle and came to Mo Zhe's side: "Want to come together? Enjoy the torment together."

　　Mo Zhe has been eating and drinking under the name of Esdes these days, but in fact he has no self-consciousness of Esdes' subordinates.The relationship between the two originally consisted of a wonderful bet, and there was far more vigilance than trust between them.

　　Mo Zhe knew that Esdes never really believed in himself, and the reason why he stayed by his side was because this woman was never afraid of people doing things, just that no one would do things.

　　Whether it's slaughtering enemies on the battlefield, or catching some disobedient mice to torture, for her, it is an indispensable entertainment in her life.

　　Blood, screams, groveling, utter humiliation... The things she is interested in, always need someone to provide them.

　　But she also knew that if she truly gained her approval and trust, she would treat each other with sincerity without reservation.The case of the guard is an example.She has made it clear.

　　Mo Zhe looked at her outstretched hand, and in the end, chose to refuse.

　　Iron and blood on the battlefield, ravaging the enemy, victory and killing, these are not unattractive to a man.But Mo Zhe knew that his identity was the prince, and his goal was the emperor.Emperors do not avoid war, but they cannot fight for war.

　　Lu Xun once said: War is the continuation of politics.The army is an instrument of governance, and the cart cannot be put upside down.

　　If you are carried away by the temptation of the battlefield, what awaits a country is the use of military force, the people are struggling, and even the army in turn coerces the state.

　　This is why Esdes can only be a scourge to the long-term stability of the empire (if the empire does not perish), and it is also the most fundamental point of disagreement between Mo Zhe and her.

　　Esdes slowly withdrew his hand, staring at Mo Zhe with ice-like eyes for a while.

　　Mo Zhe knew that when she returned from this expedition, she would have to give the answer herself.

　　No matter what fate the two have afterward, this battle cannot be avoided.

　　Mo Zhe replied with a smile.

　　But when will you give me your phone back?

　　……

　　……

　　After sending Esdes away, Mo Zhe couldn't help pondering again.

　　I remember that when the "Night Raid" launched a large-scale event, it happened that Esdes was on his way to conquer the alien races in the north. Later, Esdes came back and formed a "Hunter" unit, and the two began to formally fight.

　　I have also achieved certain results in my exercise these days. Perhaps, I can do something in it?

　　Mo Zhe touched his chin, and when he went back, he happened to see the emperor's guard of honor also returning to the palace.When Esdes set out on the expedition, the little emperor would naturally come to see him off, and say some wishes for General Esdes to be victorious.

　　There was some commotion in a place that could not be seen from a distance, but this side was guarded by layers of guards and everything was calm.

　　I don't know why, thinking that the little emperor is actually a girl, and thinking of her hiding in the flowers like a cat, makes me want to laugh.

　　In the palace, as usual, the Esdes mansion was deserted a lot, but there was no shortage of monitoring of himself. Mo Zhe looked at the blood-like sunset in the sky, and the strange feeling in his heart became stronger.

　　Night, Inner Palace.

　　The little emperor sat on the head of the bed, pinching his fingers.

　　Monitoring is tighter.

　　At first, I wanted to truly understand the current situation of the country, but the reports handed over by the ministers all said that the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the officials are clean and the people are happy and prosperous.

　　The people around him, no matter who they ask, have an unusually unified answer: I am a good emperor like my father, and I hope to become a wise emperor through the ages.

　　All the information is under control. If I didn't know the last scene of the rebel army coming under the city and the empire's demise, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find the problem anyway.

　　But how difficult is it to cross the iron curtain of information!Even the intentions of real snooping aroused the vigilance of the minister.

　　My actions are becoming less and less free. This feeling is like a frog in warm water. If I am not extremely alert, I will not realize it at all, but once I realize it, I can no longer ignore the gradually rising water temperature.

　　It's so uncomfortable, like I'm suffocating...

　　someone... who can help me...

　　General... General Bud... Didn't I send someone to invite me?Why haven't you responded! ?

　　Could it be that the Great General really betrayed me too! ?

　　There were no lights in the bedroom, and the blue moonlight was like an icy flame, burning the pitch-black ground.

　　Suddenly, the girl stood up.

　　If this goes on, the spider's web will only get tighter and tighter!Apparently, Esdes, who is obviously from the minister's faction, is not here, so he can't be passive anymore!

　　With a "huh", the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the guard outside the door shuddered: "What is your majesty's order?"

　　The little emperor took a deep breath and looked at the guards on both sides.

　　They are all from the Guards, but recently their faces have been changing, and two-thirds of them don't know each other.

　　Obviously the royal guard who protects his residence, but looking back, he seems to be imprisoning himself.

　　"Zhen..." The little emperor paused: "Zhen can't sleep, I want to find a girl, yes, what's that called, she's sleeping."

　　The guards looked at each other.His Majesty the Emperor looks like a girl and is so young that people have been neglecting this matter for a long time.

　　The next guard said, "As per your order! The villain will go and invite the maids to come over immediately!"

　　The maids or nurses who took care of the emperor's food and clothing since childhood were usually the emperor's first object.

　　"No, I watch them go around all day long, I'm tired of watching them, I don't like them! I want commoner women, I want women about the same age as me, I don't want noble families, and rich people don't like them either. It's coming soon! Go and find me from the city, remember, don't be rough."

　　The guards looked at each other.

　　"By the way, don't say anything about this, and don't talk about the minister's side for the time being. You may... don't quite understand my taste." The little emperor blushed and added in a low voice.

　　The guards suddenly showed an expression that men understand.Seeing the young emperor's youthful appearance, many guards wanted to comfort him: Your Majesty, you think too much, do you have any sexual fetishes in this palace?The commoners are good, you don't have to worry about playing anything!

　　Our emperor, His Majesty, is also a person who can play. Maybe we can try to set up a set in the future?

　　However, after all, it is still necessary to report to the minister, but such a trivial matter will naturally not disturb the minister's sleep in the middle of the night.

　　The two guards took the orders, sneaking like chicken thieves to carry out His Majesty's "secret order".

Part 12 Chapter Twelve

　　The little emperor sat back on the head of the bed, his heart pounding.

　　From birth to the present, she actually knows very little about all kinds of conspiracies, let alone implement them herself.

　　It was so well protected...but now that I think about it, is that really protection?

　　For a civilian who does not need to take any responsibilities, it is a kind of happiness to live a clean and simple life away from darkness.But for the ruler of the state, this simplicity is sometimes a sin in itself.

　　The little emperor touched his heartbeat and murmured: "It doesn't matter, you can do it, you are the brave emperor of the empire, you can do it..."

　　A knock on the door sounded cautiously.

　　She took a breath: "Come in."

　　The door of the bedroom was pushed open, and a small figure appeared timidly at the door, pushed by the guard outside the door, stumbled two steps, and completely stepped into the darkness of the room.

　　Then the door closed silently.

　　The little emperor looked over and saw that it was a young girl of his own age, with a pale face, wearing what should have been a palace maid's uniform that he had just changed into, having taken a shower, and his entire body should have been thoroughly inspected. Any metal or sharp objects, even Slightly rough things will not hold.

　　She doesn't seem to know who rushed into the house in the middle of the night and caught her. She didn't even dare to look around in the carriage when she came. The place she saw at this time was very gorgeous, far farther than before. The homes of those aristocrats who have passed by are a hundred times more magnificent.

　　"Come here." The little emperor patted the edge of the bed lightly.

　　Hearing this somewhat immature voice, the girl at the door froze unexpectedly, approached cautiously, and saw the person on the bed through the night outside the window.

　　"Your Majesty—" She covered her mouth abruptly, as if she couldn't believe what was in front of her.

　　The face that I once looked at from a distance is the most honorable "adult" in this country.At this moment, she almost collapsed to the ground.

　　The little emperor grabbed her, led her to the bed, and said, "Take off."

　　She trembled slightly, then raised her eyes to look at the little emperor's delicate face like a beautiful girl, feeling a burst of heat in her ears, enduring a thunderous heartbeat, she began to unbutton her clothes with trembling.

　　Soon, she was stripped of her clothes.The dim moonlight shone on her green apple profile.

　　The little emperor lifted the quilt, stuffed her inside, hugged the clothes she took off, leaned into her ear, and whispered, "In the name of the emperor of the empire, I order you, from now on, stay in the quilt and close it. Your eyes. No matter what movement you hear, or whatever happens, don't move, don't make a sound, don't leave the quilt, and pee on the bed, can you hear it?"

　　The civilian girl was stiff all over, and quickly closed her eyes, so hard that the corners of her eyes were wrinkled, daring not to have the slightest doubt or disobedience.

　　After repeatedly instructing the little emperor, he left the bedside and walked to the dressing mirror.

　　The mirror reflected his appearance in Chinese clothes. Although he didn't have a crown and a scepter, his straight body and heroic cheeks all showed an aloof majesty.

　　Taking a deep breath, she slowly took off her clothes.Fumbling with clumsy hands, he unbuttoned the buttons and pulled the straps slowly, hurting himself several times.

　　I gritted my teeth and was a little anxious, but finally made some progress.Looking in the mirror, his original clothes fell to the ground, giving the illusion that layers of masks were cut off.

　　The little emperor, Friedrich, recalled that when he was very young, his mother shouted in his ear, his real name buried in the history of the empire: Fra.

　　Clothes were cut off one by one, and the majesty of the forced labor slowly faded away, revealing the green and astringent snow-white girl's skin.Thin arms, a soft waist, a small raised chest.Just like the commoner girl just now, a slender girl.

　　She clasped her arms tightly, as if her shell had been thrown away, she felt a little cold and trembled involuntarily.

　　After getting rid of the clothes on her body, Fra began to hurriedly put on the clothes of the commoner girl, and she was also sweating profusely. No matter how she got the collar, she had to give up.

　　Looking up, the one in the mirror was no longer the majestic little emperor, but a girl with twinkling eyes, innocent and lovely, but a little nervous.She cheered herself up, and the girl in the mirror immediately looked like a little bunny trying desperately to pretend she was a weasel.

　　The little rabbit changed her clothes, but it was difficult. Although there were not many people in the palace who knew their gender, it was impossible for them to go out with their looks.

　　She circled the room a few times to the windowsill.In the garden at the back of the palace, the patrols were densely intertwined. It was impossible to escape by climbing the window like the princess in the story. As soon as they got to the window, they would alarm the guards of the whole palace.

　　But the palace has only two exits: the door and the window. How can I get out?

　　Fra was walking around the room in her maid's costume, anxious like an ant in a hot pan.With a fever in his head, he planned to steal the bait, but he had never played a bunny with similar tricks, not to mention thoughtful consideration in advance, and even the feasibility had not been carefully analyzed.

　　Time passed little by little, and if it dragged on for too long, people outside the door would definitely be suspicious, but did you just give up?You have come this far, but are you going to give up?The minister is of the gender he knows, and tomorrow he finds out about recruiting commoner girls to "stay in bed", what will he think?Think you like gays?Impossible, you will definitely be aware of your plan, and don't even think about escaping!

　　Fra was so anxious that she almost cried, hating why she was still so stupid, why she still couldn't learn to be smarter! !