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Chapter 227 The General Doesn’t Want Power, He Just Wants to Fall in Love 19

After the misunderstanding was resolved, Duan Ci accompanied his mother for a meal and then returned to his room.

"Master, Kokoda was crushed to death when we fell today. I have already tidied up its appearance. What should we do with it?"

It was time for supper in the middle of the night. Luzhu knocked on Zhensui's door, holding a rooster with a broken neck and its hair and internal organs removed, and asked with a serious face.

"Ah! My Kokoda, you died so tragically... Let's burn you! Kokoda loved beauty the most when she was alive. If you bury her in the ground, she will rot and won't be beautiful anymore."

She howled first, then wiped away her non-existent tears and gave the order.

"Yes!" Luzhu immediately lit a fire and roasted the chicken. His movements were so fast that it seemed as if he had already prepared it, while Shanlan was preparing seasonings on the side.

As the aroma spread, Zhensui wiped away the sad tears that flowed from the corners of his mouth, took the roasted chicken leg handed to him by Luzhu, and began to eat it with relish.

Late at night, a masked figure in nightgown appeared on the roof of the general's mansion. He avoided the patrolling guards and went straight to Duan Ci's room.

Entering the room, he walked lightly and glanced at the person lying on the bed. His eyes were closed and his breathing was even. He looked like he was asleep.

Qi Jin began to look for his slingshot quietly. He had just been to Duan Ci's study and didn't see anything of his there. He thought that he might have put the slingshot in his room, so he came to look for it.

Why not do it on the way back? Because the army often rests in the wild, Duan Ci must be alert and can't sleep soundly.

If he went to look for the slingshot, he would definitely wake people up, but when he returned home, people would probably be less alert and he could go look for it.

Qi Jin searched the entire room but couldn't find his slingshot, which made him a little upset.

If I can’t find it, it will be bad when Duan Ci wakes up next time.

His eyes swept across the room, finally landing on the person lying on the bed.

He hesitated, then slowly approached without making any sound.

Qi Jin walked to the bedside and stared at the person lying on it. The faint moonlight made his outline soft, his brows relaxed, his lips rosy, and his sleeping face peaceful and elegant.

Qi Jin couldn't help but lower his head, and when he was about to touch Duan Ci, he suddenly came to his senses and paused, and almost got into trouble.

His gaze moved downward. It was still summer and the nights were not too cold. Duan Ci's upper body was not covered with a quilt, and the outline of his abdominal muscles was faintly visible through his inner clothes.

Will it be on him?

Qi Jin's fingertips touched him, and his body temperature was so hot that he could feel it even through a layer of cloth. Qi Jin's fingertips paused for a moment, but soon they carefully groped around his body again.

Duan Ci, who was pretending to be asleep, felt very uncomfortable. This was simply adding fuel to the fire.

After searching around without finding anything, Qi Jin tried to take his hand away, but the next second a big hand grabbed his wrist.

Duan Ci pulled hard, and Qi Jin lost his balance and fell into his arms. He took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and hugged her.

Qi Jin was shocked, his eyes widened, and he dared not move. He had no idea what was going on.

He raised his eyes to look at Duan Ci, who had his eyes closed at this moment, as if he was not awake yet.

After waiting for a while, seeing that there was still no response, he moved to get up and leave. Unexpectedly, Duan Ci turned over and pressed his legs down, and hugged him tighter, which made Qi Jin unable to move.

Duan Ci buried his head in his neck, feeling his wife's breath and whispering softly.

Qi Jin's heart was beating fast, and he listened carefully to what he said to want to know what he was saying.

When he heard him calling "Ajin", he felt the blood in his body boiling.

The meaning of calling his name while sleeping was self-evident. Moreover, the Qi Zui he had seen did not look like him, so he ruled out the possibility that Duan Ci used him as a substitute, and that Duan Ci also liked him.

Qi Jin's teasing thoughts towards Duan Ci had long since turned into love for her, and now that he knew that she also liked him, he was so happy that he couldn't express it in words.

This sudden surprise made him ignore something wrong. He completely forgot to think about why Duan Ci, a general, did not wake up after being touched in the middle of the night and even pulled the person into his arms.

In the darkness, Duan Ci's lips curled up slightly. Tonight was another day he could sleep with his wife in his arms.

The next morning, Qi Jin woke up early and tried to get out of Duan Ci's arms.

Unlike last night when he was held so tightly, he successfully broke free and left the general's mansion.

Duan Ci opened his eyes and hugged the quilt that still had his residual body temperature. He was somewhat reluctant to see his wife leave like this.