The cold wind is bitter and the north wind is howling.

The study in the eldest prince’s mansion was full of warmth.

Resting on the soft collapse, the eldest prince looked at the book in his hand and did not raise his eyelids, "Have you spread it?"

The follower clasped his fists and bowed his head and said respectfully: "A total of thirty dead soldiers have all gone to Yuzhou."

The corners of the eldest prince raised his lips and smiled coldly, "Don't let him come back alive."

The follower Ying Nuo paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, the Fourth Prince is the most unpopular. Your Majesty doesn't even want to see him when he sees him every day. The case he went to Yuzhou to investigate this time has nothing to do with you, why are you..."

The eldest prince raised his eyes, looked over the upper edge of the book, and looked at his followers.

"I have read a few books recently. Most of the people who inherited the throne in the end are either weak and sickly since childhood or unpopular princes. But those who have been smooth sailing from the beginning will not end up in a good end."

The follower...

Because of this, you want to send someone to assassinate the Fourth Prince?

You are really...preparing for the future!

Shocked by this reason, the follower was silent and turned away.

As soon as he left, the eldest prince continued to look down at the script.

"If you kill all the people, no one will fight with me. You would rather kill them by mistake than let them go. None of these princes are suspected of fighting for the throne, so you will be considered unjustly dead! You can pick the softest persimmons, and the fourth brother is the softest."

...

Yuzhou.

The cold wind in the north cannot blow down the weeping willows in the south.

In the sunny courtyard, the sound of boards comes one after another.

Mr. Song stood in the corridor with a calm face, staring at the person in front of him, gritting his teeth, "Do you dare?"

Song Jin...

Last second, she was holding brown sugar water and covering her stomach, whistling to the sky: Let me be a man!

After she finished her long roar, she heard a thunder crack on her head.

And then...

And then that's now.

The board fell on her butt with a crackling pain, and she couldn't think about it.

He pulled his neck and shouted, "I dare not, I dare not, I will never dare again. I will do whatever you ask me to do in the future. I will definitely not do what you don't let me do!"

Before Song Jin could finish his words, he saw the old man opposite him with shock on his face.

Shocked? What are you shocked? Is it wrong to admit your mistake?

This is the instinct of survival.

Are you waiting to be beaten to death if you don’t admit your mistake?

Mr. Song frowned, and his eyes were slightly deeper, and Song Jin raised his hand for a moment.

The board that fell to Song Jin stopped immediately, and the two board-beating servants looked at Mr. Song.

"Wanxi, take the eldest master back."

Song Jin...

The eldest master?

After receiving the order, a servant immediately rushed to Song Jin, picked up Song Jin, ran away with her on her back and ran away.

As soon as they left, Mr. Song took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "What did that evil man say just now?"

The servant said respectfully: "The eldest master said that everything will be followed by the master from now on."

A complex light floated in Mr. Song's eyes. He stood in the courtyard for a moment and turned back to the house.

Rosin Garden.

Wanxi carefully placed Song Jin on the bed, took off her blood-stained pants, and cleaned her blood.

Lying there, the scorching pain in her butt made Song Jin clearly and strongly accept the fact: she had traveled through time.

And just with the clothes on her body and the old man's voice just now, she is still a young master and a man!

So, God heard her demands and satisfied her in this way?

Although my butt hurts, my heart still feels surging restlessness.

Hehe, I've become a man.

A slutty laughter came from inside, and Song Jin ended the pain and reached into his clothes.

As soon as his hand touched his chest, Song Jin's obscene laughter came to an abrupt end.

Well……

Why is there cloth wrapped around your chest?

Inside the cloth, it seems...

Oh my God!

This body is a woman's body!

She traveled through time and was still a woman, and she was a woman dressed as a man!

As if someone twisted his heart, Song Jin suddenly collapsed on the bed with frustration.

What kind of evil did she commit?

Being struck by lightning, being beaten by a board, and being dressed as a man.

What are you doing with it? Are you doing it?!

God, did you take a nap when you transport me?

"Master, I'm going to apply medicine to you. It hurts a little, so please bear it."

Wanxi held the medicine bottle and said to Song Jin with a heartache.

Song Jin suddenly shuddered and turned over.

"Ah, my butt!" Turning over and pressing on her butt, Song Jin pulled her neck and howled, staring at Wan Xi with tears in her eyes, "You go out!"

She is a woman, how could she let the servant take medicine?

Wanxi's eyes twitched, and she looked back at Song Jin for no reason.

"Master, the little one is out, what should you do with your butt! You have to apply medicine, otherwise it will leave scars. The little one with bloody pants will have to change it for you."

Song Jin took a deep breath, didn't say anything, but just stared at Wanxi.

Wanxi was staring so hard that she felt furious. She reached out to touch her face and said in a loop: "Master, what do you think the little one do? To be honest, you can't blame the master for being angry. You want to wear a skirt and go out, but it scared the master and the little one was also scared."

With a small look at Wanxi, Song Jin thought to himself, this guy named Wanxi knows she is a woman?

I know she is a woman, and I have to apply medicine to her, then...

Song Jin's eyes wandered around Wanxi, then hooked at Wanxi, "Come here."

Wanxi stepped forward blankly, "What are you doing, Master..."

Before Wanxi could finish her speech, Song Jin suddenly made a move and directly stretched to Wanxi's chest.

Wanxi was so shocked that she lost control on the spot, and she screamed in surprise, "Master!"

Song Jin turned around and lay there satisfied, "I'm kidding with you, take medicine."

Happy...

Are you sick?

It seems that after taking the medicine, it is necessary for the master to invite a doctor to see the master's head. I'm afraid that I have eaten a lot of pig brains recently!

The cool medicine fell on her butt, and the scorching pain suddenly eased. I don’t know if it was too tired to travel through time or the effect of the medicine, before Wanxi could apply medicine to her butt, Song Jin fell asleep.

In her sleep, she shuttled through the Song family courtyard like a wandering soul.

This advanced one also comes with navigation function in dreaming.

Not only does it come with its own navigation, but it also includes character analysis.

After finishing a dream, Song Jin had a rough understanding of the people and his original owner.

The Song family is a merchant and the business is very big, big, big!

The original owner is also named Song Jin.

Since she was a child, only her father, Mr. Song and Wanxi knew that she was a woman.

He studied literature and martial arts with his master since childhood. He was also a young talent, but he was weird and always sang opposite her father, without exception.

Yesterday, Mr. Song proposed that she should take the scientific expedition and enter the official career.
To be continued...