Yanqing had a habit.
After practicing swordsmanship daily, he would go online to certain famous sword shops to browse for treasures.
If there was something he liked, he would immediately place an order to reserve it.
It's just that after each month, there weren't many treasured swords that could catch his eye.
Today he habitually opened the familiar website, scanned a few times, feeling somewhat disappointed.
"Alas… it feels like there are fewer and fewer good swords, or is my eyesight slowly getting higher?"
Yanqing shook his head, closed the shop and opened the literature works related page, to continue reading novels related to swords.
After reading, still not satisfied, with the thought of hunting for something new to chase, he never expected to swipe out an advertisement promoting a work.
One glance—
Just one glance, and he could no longer move his eyes away from that work's cover.
"General…?"
"Please, my fox immortal Xiao Wei… ah? This?!"
Yanqing's eyes instantly widened to the size comparable to copper bells.
Why did he feel the more he looked, that fox person looked more and more like himself?
Look at that face, hair color, facial features, even the sword used…
No, not like at all!
This was simply himself!
Yanqing's small face instantly flushed with a few shades of red.
Don't misunderstand, it wasn't shyness, but anger.
Which damned bastard actually set him as a fox clan girl?
Driven by curiosity, Yanqing still couldn't help but swipe open the main text.
The synopsis paragraph with only a bit of ambiguous sweetness made his eye corners twitch straight.
Don't get angry… can't get angry!
The main text was from the General's first-person perspective.
[Although being sick requires rest, even if called the Dozing General, one cannot always be so negligent…
I yawned and lifted the quilt; in the empty bed beside me, there seemed to still remain some of Yanqing's body warmth.]
"???"
Yanqing was full of question marks. When his gaze fell on the accompanying illustration, his fingers subconsciously trembled.
[I followed the aroma of early market meat buns and hot floating sheep milk, walking dazedly into the kitchen.
Yanqing was busy; that skillful and familiar appearance, I had no room to intervene and help at all.
Her fluffy fox ears trembled slightly; she turned her head to look at me.
"Has the General not fully woken up yet?"
Her tone had no hint of questioning at all, as if certain that I was in a half-dream half-awake state.
Perhaps because of being sick, my mind was a mess. I nodded along with Yanqing's words.
"Yeah, still dizzy… Please, my good Xiao Wei, help me wake up a bit."
Yanqing's big tail behind her swayed a few times; her bright eyes turned slightly.
"How does the General want me to help?"
"Whatever you like."
"Then, General first bend down, then close your eyes."
I did as told.
Warm breath suddenly sprayed in front of my face, itchy.
The next second, a warmer touch came from my lips.
Fresh hot floating sheep milk, accompanied by a bit of Yanqing's clear sweetness, like the best delicacy in the world.
Yanqing pushed me against the nearby wall, looking up at me from below.
I lowered my head to meet her gaze; the dizzy feeling receded quite a bit. I subconsciously licked the corner of my mouth.]
"??????"
Seeing this, and then looking at the illustration, Yanqing's ears and the area around his neck were completely red; even the afterglow of the sunset couldn't cover it.
The sound of grinding teeth was rising.
[Yanqing jumped up in one go, her two feet wrapping around my waist, whispering in my ear:
"General, you like this won't do… appearing so delicious, so tempting…"
"This subordinate will be unable to resist wanting to eat you up…"
I remembered last night.
The little fox seemed to have seen through my thoughts; the breath sprayed on my neck became even hotter, and slowly climbed upward.]
Seeing this, Yanqing's whole face was also synchronously burning hot.
He recalled the heaven-defying novel he had read before, at the start being forced loved by the cold Lan…
Thanks to that novel, he had absorbed some adult knowledge, so today's comic lines and descriptive content, he understood in seconds.
But apart from cursing the author hundreds of times in his heart, he seemed to have no choice.
Yanqing continued reading.
Not even two pages in, his completely red small face thoroughly started steaming, floating upward along his head.
While his body trembled, it stretched straight backward, staring dead at the phone screen, teeth grinding with crackling sounds.
Huge hand strength burst forth, almost crushing the phone to pieces.
Bastard author!
Actually wrote about him doing that to the General…
How could he possibly desecrate the General so wantonly like this?!
Bastard bastard bastard!
"Y anqing?"
The sudden familiar voice scared Yanqing so much he jumped three meters high; his phone fell downward.
Jing Yuan had been silently observing Yanqing for actually two minutes.
It's just that seeing him so engrossed in watching the phone, with his neck completely red, it really looked exactly like the appearance of someone absorbing certain kinds of knowledge for the first time.
Considering these, he hadn't spoken up.
Until he saw Yanqing's "red warm" performance.
Jing Yuan accurately caught his phone, unable to suppress his curiosity and glanced at it.
"…"
Hmm…
Actually quite interesting; it's just that his own little disciple might not be able to accept this kind of setting.
The work was at most borderline level; many teenagers see these kinds of things.
It's just that Yanqing, besides work, was obsessed with sword practice and never paid attention to these, which was why he lost composure like this.
Looking again at the author's signature.
Jing Yuan couldn't hold it in and laughed out loud.
Well then.
Most likely the Masked Fools' doing.
"G-General…"
Yanqing landed and turned his head back, seeing Jing Yuan casually holding his phone; his soul almost scared out.
He, he he… the General didn't see it, right?
"When did the General arrive?"
"Just arrived. What's wrong, Yanqing? Calling you once and you actually got scared into jumping up?"
Jing Yuan remained calm and collected; his expression was controlled perfectly without flaw, not showing any abnormality at all.
"A Cloud Knight cannot be so easily startled. Hold your phone properly. Today's training task was completed, right?"
He tossed the phone over.
"Reporting to the General, exceeded by 50% completed!"
Yanqing caught the phone, doing his utmost to hide the mood that was almost equivalent to surviving a calamity.
Great!
The General didn't see it.
If the General discovered he was watching… that kind of work, he would never be able to lift his head again in the future…
"Mm, well done. Next there's something to hand over to you to investigate."
"Please give the order, General—"
No matter what, Yanqing was a proper Cloud Knight Xiao Wei. Upon hearing there was proper business to attend to, he immediately entered work mode.
Jing Yuan: "Recently the Alchemy Commission had a strange incident. Quite a few Cloud Knights after getting off work became muttering strangely, randomly waving weapons, nearly injuring others."
"According to some medical officers' diagnosis, suspecting they were poisoned."
"You go to the Alchemy Commission to secretly investigate this matter. If there are any developments, report in time. Understand?"
"Y anqing understands!"
Yanqing nodded seriously, then controlling his flying sword soared into the sky, quickly disappearing from Jing Yuan's sight.
Jing Yuan smilingly took out his jade token, searched for that work just now and read it with great interest, occasionally chuckling lightly.
No wonder that child would have a flushed face and red ears.
Generally speaking, seeing this kind of normal scale work, perhaps that child still wouldn't have any reaction.
But the problem was, the female lead's prototype was him.
The sense of immersion was incomparably strong; he would subconsciously truly treat himself as the character in the work, fantasizing about performing similar actions.
These for a teenager over ten years old, were still too advanced.