Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

Jiang Li saw their terrified eyes and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He was very satisfied with it. Although killing a chicken to scare the monkey was an old-fashioned method, the most important thing was that it worked.

All the slaves' previous rules had to be abolished when they arrived at the princess's mansion. What she wanted was to abide by the rules here and obey orders absolutely.

Let's forget about playing the emotional card. On the battlefield, obeying orders is the most important thing. Well, after a month of training, I can take them to suppress bandits. They won't grow up without experiencing fighting.

Jiang Li stood up and clapped his hands, then glanced at the manager.

"I still have things to do, so I'll leave this to you. Tell them to go back and rest early. After breakfast tomorrow morning, go directly to the martial arts training ground to find Lin Xiao. He knows how to train."

The steward lowered his head and said respectfully, "Yes, I understand."

Everyone looked at her and flew away, their eyes unable to hide their shock. It was incredible that the princess was so skilled. No wonder she was so cruel and ruthless. So... scary.

The slaves returned to the room, sat on their own beds, touched the soft bedding, and looked dazed, as if they had not reacted. The shock the princess had given them today was too great.

Why is a woman so scary?

"Yuan Yi, you won the bet."

Yuan Yi listened to the barely audible voice beside his ear, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He won, yes, he won, but he also saw clearly how terrifying the princess was. She was clear about rewards and punishments, but she was also too decisive in killing, which made people afraid...

If one day he did something wrong, he would not even have the chance to beg for mercy. There was also a waiter serving the princess. If he angered the princess over time, he might be beaten to death.

I thought the princess was a woman with a soft heart, and it would be better to have the waiter by her side. But now it seems that I feel so uneasy. Can the waiter really serve her well? What should I do if he does something wrong?

Judging from the princess's attitude, it is obvious that she is a man of her word and it is useless to plead for mercy.

Yuan Er rolled around on the bed and said with a smile: "Brother, this quilt is so soft, I like it here so much. The princess is so kind. She killed the bad guys, and we don't have to worry about being bullied anymore."

Yuan Yi's eyes lit up when he heard this. Yes, that man died because he didn't follow the rules. So as long as they follow the rules, the princess will definitely not kill them. Relatively speaking, this makes people feel more at ease.

Do your own thing and live a good life. In the past, even if I did my own thing, I would still be bullied and could be beaten to death or starved to death at any time. Now that I think about it, there is nothing wrong with the current situation.

I have a lot of complicated thoughts.

Yuan Yi let out a long sigh of relief: "Yes, Xiao Er is right. Then you go to the study to serve tomorrow, but be careful not to damage the princess's books, okay?"

People of noble status all care a lot about books. Their slaves are often not as valuable as a book. If a waiter accidentally damages a book, one can imagine what the consequences will be.

Yuan Er nodded repeatedly and said obediently: "Well, brother, I have remembered it. I will be more careful and will never damage the master's things. Don't worry."

*

Glancing outside, it was pitch black. Yuan Yi was lying on the bed, covered with soft bedding. He turned his head to look at his brother who was sleeping soundly. He felt very satisfied. It was good to have family around, to be well fed and warm.

Early next morning

Everyone came to the cafeteria, sat in their own seats, ate steamed corn bread and drank rice porridge with a satisfied look on their faces. No one dared to make trouble or snatch other people's food. Everyone ate their own food obediently.

Ling Tian sat beside them and said with a smile: "What's wrong? After all, we are from the same mansion. Shouldn't we be closer? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"……nothing."

"Little Er, come and eat some steamed bread. You are still young and growing up, so you must eat enough. Otherwise, you will be like your brother, being skinny and short and being bullied."

Yuan Er pouted, looking a little unhappy.

He reached out and pushed the steamed bread back, snorting, "No, I don't want to break the master's rules. I only have as much food as I can get. I can't take yours. And my brother is very good and smart."

Ling Tian took a look at the steamed bun that was put back in the bowl, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing more. He just sighed in his heart. What a vigilant little kid.

After dinner, the slaves went to the training ground.

Yuan Er went to the study room, and before Jiang Li came, he fetched some water, and began to stand on a bench, wiping the bookshelf back and forth, and then put it back carefully, not daring to touch it at all.

After a while, I was sweating all over, but I felt very satisfied. I worked hard, had enough to eat, had warm bedding to sleep on, and had my brother by my side. It was really the best thing.

*

General's Mansion

Jiang Li had been tossed around all night and was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He didn't get up until noon. A pair of big hands gently massaged his waist, and the soreness felt much better. He half-closed his eyes.

My voice is hoarse: "Keep pressing, hum~~~"

Mo Yuan couldn't help but laugh. His hearty and charming voice was so pleasant that it made his ears feel pregnant and itchy. He couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his ears and said unhappily, "Stop laughing. It's annoying."

"Yes, my wife is right. It was I who was reckless. Does it hurt? Are you feeling any discomfort elsewhere? I have applied some medicine to you. The swelling should be gone. Otherwise, I will take another look."

As he was about to lift the quilt, Jiang Li turned over and glared at him.

“…No, don’t.”

Jiang Li glared, looking like an angry little cat, so adorable that Mo Yuan couldn't help but reach out his hand and pinch her chubby little face again and again, saying with a smile: "Hey, it's all because of my wife's insistence, otherwise I wouldn't be willing to give it up."

Damn, listen to what he said, he actually turned the tables and became a bad guy. It was obviously him who teased her. He had to hold her hand and touch her pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles.

She was so aroused that her whole body was burning with heat, and then... she lost control a little, but she didn't want it anymore afterwards, and this man didn't let her go. Humph, he has become a bad person, and is no longer the gentleman he used to be.

The two of them laughed and played for a while before Jiang Li got up. When he got off the bed, his legs were a little weak. He turned around and glared at the person who was laughing so wantonly. What the hell was he laughing at?

In bed, women's physical strength really can't keep up with men's. Back and waist aches, but it's really comfortable. There are some minor side effects, so just bear with it.

Thanks to the good aftermath handling and the massage technique is also good.

Mo Yuan stood up and stood behind her, combing her hair with a comb, and said softly, "Go to the Princess's Mansion during the day, and don't forget to go home at night. I won't be able to sleep without you by my side."

Jiang Li's mouth twitched, and he said unhappily, "Didn't you sleep alone for more than 20 years, and you slept well?"

He sighed and said faintly, "That was in the past. Now I really can't sleep without my wife."