Chen Bao, that idiot! Everyone was giving him such a hard time, yet he still smiled like he was missing a screw. Zhou Hu was furious.

Shen Jiao suddenly received a strong sense of resentment. She was extremely puzzled. Was this bearded General Zhou a misanthrope?

He finds fault with everyone.

Zhou Hu and Chen Bao came to discuss the matter of holding an internal competition ahead of schedule. Their reasoning was that they had just won a battle, had plenty of time, and that His Majesty was still at Langya Pass. They suggested that the competition be held ahead of schedule as a way to indirectly encourage the soldiers.

Summer has arrived, and the winds at Langya Pass are drier than those inland, with the sun being scorching and blinding. If the top of her hair is directly exposed to the sun, will it wither and die without any life?

No, she hasn't even met the little miracle doctor yet.

So when Ji Yan asked her if she wanted to go and see, Shen Jiao refused with both hands and feet, "I don't want to go, Your Majesty."

She didn't want Zhou Hu, whose beard was even thicker than her hair, to know that she was losing her hair, so she had to come up with an excuse that suited a beauty: "The sun is so hot today, it's going to make me feel like a dog."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hu's impression of Shen Jiao plummeted from the ground to the cellar. Even His Majesty had condescended to ask her a question, yet she dared to defy the emperor's majesty in public. This woman was simply unruly and unreasonable.

Moreover, even His Majesty had to ask for her opinion on such a matter. Zhou Hu covered his face, unable to bear to look. His Majesty was a war god all his life. How could he fall at the feet of a woman? This woman was vicious. She must have bewitched His Majesty!

Zhou Hu smiled disdainfully at Shen Jiao. This woman's plan was likely to fail. He knew His Majesty well; His Majesty especially loved to go against people. Even if she didn't want to go, His Majesty would definitely forcefully insist that she go.

As long as Shen Jiao goes there, he will definitely make her understand why the flowers are so red.

Chen Bao looked at Zhou Hu, who was almost obsessed with his cultivation, and was both amused and exasperated. However, he couldn't say that Miss Shen didn't want to go because she was afraid of them, but because she was afraid of losing her hair. But in order to protect Miss Shen's humble, pitiful, and ridiculous dignity, he decided to remain silent.

Shen Jiao was also quite worried that the tyrant would go against her, after all, he had a history of such behavior.

The three men, each with their own thoughts, all stared at the cold and ruthless emperor.

Ji Yan rested her head on one hand, her black hair hanging down smoothly, and lazily lifted her eyelids. "You're not even afraid of dead people, yet you're afraid of the sun. Why are you being so pretentious? Fine, if you don't want to go, then I won't go either."

Shen Jiao: ? ? ? You're making me feel like Pigsy looking in the mirror, I'm not a human being at all, brother.

"Your Majesty, it is I who am afraid of the sun and do not wish to go, but you may go."

Oh my god, please open your eyes and look at General Zhou's venomous gaze!

Ji Yan didn't take it seriously, rubbed her face with the back of his hand, and said in a very foolish way, "It's nothing, I'll stay in the manor and keep you company as you grow your hair."

Shen Jiao: ? ? ? Do you think you're hair growth serum? Growing hair just like that?

Mom, can you please not say such misleading things? I'm going to get razor blades from your eyes! You'd only be happy if you dragged my reputation into a stinking ditch and made it roll around in there?

You stupid Ji Yan.

"No need, I'll go then." To be honest, even a chameleon isn't as fickle as her.

Ji Yan frowned. "Aren't you afraid of the sun anymore?"

Shen Jiao smiled broadly, her eyes moist. "What's there to be afraid of in the sun? For outsiders, the sun is the one in the sky. My sun is His Majesty. I'm not afraid."

Ji Yan: "..." Her acting skills have fallen short again.

Zhou Hu: "..." Hypocritical, disgusting. He'd beat up anyone who said that to him!

Chen Bao: "..." So corny, so sweet. I've learned something. I'll tell my wife when I get home.

...

This way.

When Zhou Hu and Chen Bao came out, their grievances were like a raging river, endless and unstoppable. "Now you finally see that woman's hypocritical face, don't you?"

"What?" Chen Bao was pondering whether to tell his wife the sweet nothings he had learned as soon as he got back, or say them during their bedtime kiss. Should he also send her a bouquet of flowers? Or buy her some hot and sour noodles from Dongmen for a late-night snack?

I'm so conflicted.

"You said she was good at it, but look at how she massaged His Majesty today. She complained of being tired and her hands ached after only a couple of presses. Chen Bao, you really disappoint me." Zhou Hu said with heartache. No matter how good the relationship was when they were young, people still change as they grow up, right?

He recalled Chen Bao, who was wearing open-crotch pants. The little boy said that when he grew up, he would be a great hero who would punish evil and promote good, and who had a heart full of justice. But in the end, he still failed to uphold his bottom line, didn't he?

Zhou Hu felt incredibly lonely and isolated, as he was all alone on his path to success.

"Huh? What did you say? I didn't hear you, say it again." Chen Bao had made up his mind. First, he would go to find Eunuch Wang Fu to pick some flowers, then go to the East Gate to buy some hot and sour noodles, and finally whisper sweet nothings to each other before going to bed. This plan was perfect.

Zhou Hu rebuked, "You've changed, Chen Bao. You don't care about me at all."

Chen Bao: "Are you sick?"

...

Ultimately, the internal competition was scheduled for three days later. Just as Shen Jiao was about to reach Langya Pass, the little divine doctor Liang Heng, whom she had been longing for, unfortunately encountered bandits again, which would delay her for a few more days.

Well, nothing is ever smooth sailing, she can wait.

Today is a day for classes.

Shen Jiao's learning ability is truly outstanding. In just over half a month, Chen Bao discovered that he seemed to have taught almost everything he could and couldn't teach. To be precise, he had a feeling that if they were fighting bare-handed, Shen Jiao could probably fight him to a draw.

He felt that Shen Jiao would definitely achieve great things in the future. His current efforts were all for better boasting in the future. Everyone may not be able to beat a student, but not everyone will encounter a genius. One must have a broad perspective. He did not lose!

Having been hit so many times, Chen Bao had become calm and collected, so today he decided to let her try out the weapon.

Weapons are a soldier's second life. Generally speaking, all famous generals and war gods have their own preferred weapons, such as his long spear and Zhou Hu's Crimson Flame Double Blades.

"You can choose any of these things; they're all weapons I've acquired over the years." Chen Bao, the nouveau riche, opened the weapons he had brought. Over time, the two had become more familiar with each other, and he was no longer so reserved. When Ji Yan wasn't around, he would refer to himself as "brother" in front of Shen Jiao.

Whether it's a brother or not doesn't matter. The main thing is that this brother is really generous. Shen Jiao's first weapon was a beautiful dagger given to her by the tyrant. Such a beautiful dagger can't be used for fighting. It should be kept and then pawned for money.

Under Chen Bao's approving gaze, Shen Jiao casually picked a long-tasseled spear. She didn't mean anything by it; she just thought all the other weapons were ugly. Spending so much time with the tyrant had subtly turned her into a sucker for good looks.

I am ashamed.

Shen Jiao wasn't used to the weapon, and her first set of marksmanship was a bit clumsy and awkward. Coincidentally, Zhou Hu, who happened to be passing by, saw this scene and was so angry that he laughed. "Does she think this is a children's game? Chen Bao even had the audacity to tell me not to underestimate anyone, that dogs are better than her."

After Zhou Hu left, a slender leg peeked out from among the dense leaves of the tree above, wearing tiger-skin boots and swaying precariously.

Wang Fu emerged from behind the tree trunk carrying a fruit platter. "Your Majesty, General Zhou..."