Ji Yan: "However, that's not the point."
Shen Jiao: Isn't that the point? I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, you ugly turtle, stop chanting, that's the point.
Whether it was intentional provocation or not, the tyrant's actions of stroking the red tassel never stopped, sometimes intermittently, sometimes not. Although it was pleasing to the eye, Shen Jiao could only think that this hand would soon fall on her head? On her waist? Or even on her chest?
She was in a very bad state, extremely bad, as if her body was covered in lice, and she was in great discomfort.
Ji Yan ignored her scornful look, pinched her puffed-up cheeks, and seeing her angry but unable to speak out, he pinched them again.
Shen Jiao: "..." Oh no, I'm not clean anymore!
Ji Yan: "When I won this Xuanbing Spear, I made a rule that if anyone touches this thing without permission, I will kill her or she will kill me."
Shen Jiao: "???" Really? This rule sounds like it was just established.
"That has nothing to do with me. His Majesty told me to touch it."
Ji laughed, "I told you to touch me, but I didn't say I allowed you to touch me."
Shen Jiao: ...The Ji family's wordplay? I can't even begin to compare.
She vowed to hold a competition to see who could be more shameless in her lifetime, and she guaranteed that the tyrant would have a smooth ride and win the championship.
Is there any logic in playing word games with a shameless tyrant? Obviously not. So, feeling sleepy from the sun, Shen Jiao decided to play dead. However, as she pretended, everything went black and she fainted.
A puzzled voice still echoed in my ears, "If you're not going to kill me, then don't kill me. Why are you trying to scam me?"
Don't doubt your mother, I'm really going to die.
...
Shen Jiao suffered from heatstroke.
In fact, based on her physical experience during this period, the original owner of this body was very robust. Therefore, she could only attribute all of this to the scorching sun at Langya Pass and the tyrant who refused to let her eat ice jelly.
When Wang Fu brought three bowls of rice to visit her, he saw that she couldn't eat and went to a corner to wipe away her tears, looking constipated.
Shen Jiao was exhausted. "Eunuch Wang, it's only been less than an hour since lunchtime. Can you please stop acting like I'm about to pass away? I'm panicking."
Wang Fu was heartbroken and clutched his chest, lamenting, "An hour has passed, a whole hour, and I still can't eat three bowls of rice. This old servant is suffering."
Shen Jiao: "..." Is it just my imagination? Why does she always feel like Wang Fu is raising pigs?
Apart from Wang Fu, who delivered meals six times a day, Ji Yan stayed with her throughout the time. Whether it was a change of heart in the tyrant or not, she not only achieved the freedom to make ice jelly, but also the freedom to make shaved ice.
Watching the hamster munching away with such relish, devouring several bowls of ice shards as if they were delicacies, Ji Yan would have suspected she was some kind of beggar with no family connections if she didn't know she was the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Anbo.
Ji Yan never liked eating these things, but the way the hamster with its frizzy fur ate was indeed very appetizing. So, he grabbed Shen Jiao's wrist and stopped her from eating the last spoonful of shaved ice.
He frowned. "It tastes awful."
Shen Jiao: Ahhh!! What, what is this?! Why did you have to eat the last spoonful that I deliberately left to eat?!
The joy of eating ice cream was suddenly halved. Shen Jiao was secretly saddened for three seconds, but then picked up the next bowl with a beaming smile. She happily scooped up the first spoonful, but it was intercepted before she could even open her mouth.
Ji Yan: "The first bite was also unpalatable."
Shen Jiao: Aaaaaah!!! You still ate it even though it tasted awful, Ji Yan, you bastard, I'll fight you to the death!
The hamster's expression was easy to understand. Ji Yan had only thought she could eat a lot before, but he didn't think she was possessive of her food. Now that she suddenly showed that she was possessive of her food, he became very interested. What was even more interesting was that she only protected two bites, the first and the last. In order to fight against Shen Jiao to the end, she successfully lost control of every bowl of ice after that.
Ji Yan is a dog.
Confirmed.
...
Shen Jiao's heatstroke came on quickly but also subsided quickly. The day she recovered, she finally faced the internal competition.
Wang Fu was worried that his piglets wouldn't eat... no, he was worried that Shen Jiao would suffer from heatstroke again, so he did a lot of preparations in advance, such as doubling the number of maids fanning her, providing larger and wider parasols, and extremely luxurious ice basins and refreshing chilled fruits.
Of course, this wasn't just for Shen Jiao. She felt she didn't have that kind of status. All of this was thanks to the tyrant. To be honest, clinging to a powerful figure was really useful. She huddled in the shade, close to the tyrant, who was like a natural air conditioner, and felt that life was wonderful and comfortable.
Ji Yan noticed that the hamster that had been acting strangely lately was different. In the past, Shen Jiao approached him out of fear, but now Shen Jiao was afraid, yet she still clung to him without hesitation.
He didn't really like others taking the initiative to get close to him, but since Shen Jiao was a fluffy hamster, he let her be.
Since Ji Yan ascended the throne, the army of Great Yan has had an annual internal competition. The official explanation is that this competition was set up by His Majesty to spur the soldiers and generals not to be arrogant and complacent, but to encourage them to strive for improvement. In reality, the tyrant had won a battle at Langya Pass and was bored, so he wanted to watch people fight.
After all, there was an official explanation, so the fight could only be held every year. Even Chen Bao and Zhou Hu didn't know the truth. Although the two had a good relationship in private, they would do their best in every internal competition to prove their strength.
Chen Bao hadn't seen Zhou Hu for several days. When they finally met, he was puzzled to see Zhou Hu leading a vicious dog out of nowhere. "Seriously? You're so old, why aren't you looking for a wife? What are you doing with this ugly dog?"
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