Chapter 5 — Phong Gia Chi Han

Suddenly, Phong Du called out. He seemed to laugh as if nothing:

“The princess doesn't seem to want to return to her capital.”

"I'm not a princess, general, don't bother flattering me."

I looked at him tiredly:

"I was originally just a palace maid, with no power or position. When Dai Yen needed me, I was the princess."

Now that there is no need to get along, who will still value a fake princess? Once we return, the Huns will be defeated, the eldest princess will not have to go far, and the Queen Mother will no longer consider me a benefactor. The Queen will not let me go. Next is the emperor. In the following days, I did not say a word to Phong Du. He was still polite and indifferent, but respectful of his status as a "princess", he was not rude and took care of everything. Therefore, the night before entering the capital, I personally offered him a cup of wine:

“Thank you, general, for protecting me along the way.”

His eyes glanced over the surface of the wine and smiled:

“The princess is so polite.”

I also laughed, but my hand holding the cup still hadn't left. By the time he ordered all the guards to retreat, his face turned cold and his eyes were indifferent:

“What's going on?”

“It's not a big deal.”

I softened my voice:

"Just remind the general, don't forget the marriage contract with the eldest princess."

His hand stopped. He looked up coldly, only to see me leisurely continuing:

"The marriage contract between the general and her was established by the emperor himself. General, don't forget."

His face became colder, and I smiled deeper. Talented people are inherently arrogant and hate being held back. The emperor is like that, he is no different. Besides, I once heard the queen mention that the emperor first arranged a marriage contract for him with the little princess's daughter, the eldest daughter of the crown prince. After the incident, the whole family was exiled, and the princess died tragically on the road. To compensate, the first emperor changed the subject and married the eldest princess to him. Phong Du ran out of wine in one gulp. He coldly waved his hand and the wine cup rolled right to my feet.

"The wine has been drunk, princess, please come home. It's my personal business, you don't need to worry about it."

That night, I secretly escaped into the night. The barracks are strictly guarded. Only in a remote corner where no one notices there is a dog hole that fits my body perfectly. I struggled to get through, my body was dirty. As soon as he raised his head, his smile immediately froze. Phong Du's eyes in the dark night were as cold as ice:

“Princess, where are you going to hide?”

10

I raised my head and quietly looked at the young general. Suppressing the Huns, returning triumphantly, this time, he will become the most powerful god in the court. I said:

“Phong Du, aren't you curious about how I escaped?”

“You drugged the guards' rice and soup.”

His voice was a bit cold and mocking:

"And me too, in the cup of wine you offered, there was also anesthetic, right?"

I stopped:

"You already know, why are you still drinking?"

He replied calmly:

"On the battlefield, flying arrows and stray bullets, dark arrows and poisons are impossible to defend against. I have long trained my body to get used to anesthetics, and even poisons have difficulty taking effect. Drinking it or not, makes no difference."

I smiled softly:

"Are you only used to taking anesthetics? General, have you ever been given other drugs by someone else?"

Phong Du's eyes darkened slightly, his eyebrows furrowed:

“You…”

I stood up and walked step by step towards him, even though there was both surprise and anger in his eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed my face, his voice was cold, the corners of his eyes were red:

“Don't be too much.”

I sincerely:

“I know you keep yourself pure, it's not easy submit. Therefore, the dose we put in is twice as strong as the dose used for cattle."

“Do you think you are the only woman in the barracks?”

I'll be frank:

“I also touched the food of the prostitutes in the military camp.”

Phong Du laughed angrily. He examined me from head to toe:

“Isn't sleeping with the emperor enough? Do you still want to go to bed with me?”

I did not answer. In the moonlight, only the sound of clothes falling to the ground could be heard. Phong Du closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling violently. He turned away and said coldly:

“If you dare to seduce me any further, I will kill you immediately.”

I raised my hand to gently touch his face:

“You are no longer the same child as before.”

His eyelids trembled slightly, his expression slightly blank. The corners of my lips curled up, I stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

11

On my wrist there is a crescent-shaped scar. That was the burn when I was seven years old, baking potatoes with Phong Du in the East Palace kitchen. When he was young, he was stupid and often liked to climb the Eastern Palace wall to look at me. At first, I thought it was a thief, so I took a stone and threw it at him, causing him to fall unconscious. Thinking I had killed someone, I cried and pulled him into the firewood room, cried until I was tired, then leaned next to him and slept. When he woke up, he leaned his chin and looked at me and smiled:

“Are you a princess?”

I'm sulky:

“Yes, so what?”

He smiled carelessly:

"It's okay, I just want to know what kind of person my future wife will be."

My heart moved slightly and I bowed my head. He continued slowly:

“I didn't expect it to be such a lovely person.”

That was the first time we met. After that, the Crown Prince's palace was in chaos and the whole family was arrested. I thought I would never see him again in this lifetime. On the way into exile, I heard that he was given another kiss. In our hearts there is sadness mixed with resentment.