Accidentally dressed as an empress

The fierce battle finally ended. The chaotic battlefield was filled with smoke and blood. Countless corpses were lying in the woods.

Su Qing took firm and powerful steps, holding the head of the enemy leader Kemur tightly in his hand, and walked back to the military camp step by step.

The moment Su Qing stepped into the barracks, the tired and silent soldiers instantly became excited. Their eyes were all focused on Su Qing, their eyes full of admiration and amazement.

The soldiers waved their fists excitedly and cheered loudly; some soldiers pushed each other, eager to get close to Su Qing and catch a glimpse of this hero.

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Qing's steps remained steady. She walked straight towards Lin Zichen, holding the terrifying head high.

In the military camp, the battle flags fluttered in the wind.

Lin Zichen stood in the middle of a devastated field, surrounded by the smell of post-war smoke, with bloodstains and messy weapons remaining on the ground.

Lin Zichen put his hands behind his back, looked at the head of the enemy general brought back by Su Qing, and curled the corners of his lips slightly.

After a moment, Lin Zichen spoke: "Su Qing, you performed exceptionally well in this battle and have made an invaluable contribution. In view of your outstanding performance, I have decided to promote you to deputy general."

Upon hearing this, Su Qing immediately clasped his fists and bowed, with a look of respect and humility on his face.

At this moment, a breeze blew by, lifting her hair.

Su Qing lowered his head slightly and said sincerely, "General, Ke Muer's head should belong to Your Highness. It was because she shot Ke Muer that I had the opportunity to chop off his head. I dare not take credit for it."

Lin Zichen was slightly startled, then showed an expression of admiration. She stepped forward and gently patted Su Qing's shoulder. "Such humility is rare. But your bravery and courage are obvious to all. You are well-deserved to be the deputy general."

"His Highness has arrived!" A loud announcement rang out in the military camp. When the surrounding soldiers heard that the Highness was coming, they all knelt on one knee and saluted in unison.

If the soldiers had previously had doubts and dissatisfaction with this seemingly weak prince.

After all, His Highness has a gentle and refined appearance, and looks more like a scholar than a warrior who can make decisive moves on the battlefield.

However, now that they had seen Yunxiu's amazing archery skills, which allowed her to shoot an arrow through a target from a hundred paces away, they were all convinced.

Yunxiu walked forward and helped Su Qing up.

Yunxiu smiled, her eyes full of admiration, and said, "You are also the only warrior who charged to Kemuer. This military merit is yours, no need to refuse."

The soldiers around watched this scene quietly and cheered for Su Qing.

At nightfall, the military camp was filled with jubilation.

Everyone sat around a blazing bonfire, the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue, the flickering flames illuminated the soldiers' joyful faces, and everyone ate meat, drank wine, and celebrated the hard-earned victory.

The night sky is full of twinkling stars, and the bright Milky Way is like a long thread in the sky. The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

Lin Ziqi walked briskly to Su Qing and sat down.

Lin Ziqi was born with a handsome face and a pair of big eyes as bright as black gemstones, sparkling with lively light.

His face still had some of the childishness of a teenager, his skin was fair with a slight blush, and his black hair was a little messy, but it added a bit of liveliness to his face.

He looked at Su Qing's seemingly calm face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said: "You are obviously very happy, but you are still pretending to be calm. It's really fake."

When Su Qing heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Lin Ziqi looked at Su Qing, whose long ponytail was tied high behind her head. She had a pretty face and a calm expression in her eyes, but she always looked like she had a lot on her mind.

Suddenly, Lin Ziqi reached out his hand, gently pulled up the corner of Su Qing's mouth, and continued, "You should be happy about your promotion."

At this moment, the light from the bonfire shone on their faces, casting warm shadows.

The veins on Su Qing's forehead twitched. Indeed, no one could remain calm when talking to this Young Master Lin.

Su Qing frowned slightly and said, "You should call me commander. It is against military regulations to touch a commander."

Lin Ziqi curled his lips, but responded obediently: "Okay, okay, Master Su, I was wrong."

Lin Ziqi couldn't help but say, "Master Su, you're really working too hard." There was a hint of complaint in his tone, "To rush so far ahead for military merit is really reckless."

"As a soldier, if you don't charge into battle, what's the point of joining the army?" Su Qing asked back.

Lin Ziqi pursed his lips and said, "Don't rush so far alone in the future. No one can keep up with you."

Su Qing rarely used a teasing tone and asked, "You wanted to follow me, but you didn't catch up?"

When Lin Ziqi heard this, he immediately jumped up and shouted, "Who rushed in with you? It wasn't me. I didn't do it."

Su Qing looked at Lin Ziqi's eager denial, smiled and said nothing.

In Su Qing's eyes, the angry Lin Ziqi was like a little fat cat who always thought he was fierce, but in fact, he was very cute.

A gentle breeze blew past again, bringing with it the scent of distant green grass. The sounds of drinking and playing finger-guessing games gradually faded. Lin Zi, anticipating the leaping orange flames, asked, "By the way, how's your shoulder injury? Did you see a military doctor to bandage it?"

"It's just a minor injury, there's no need to worry about it." Su Qing said.

Lin Ziqi directly reached out and poked Su Qing's shoulder. No red blood was seen, and Su Qing did not dodge in pain.

"It looks like the wound has healed. Congratulations," Lin Ziqi said. He picked up the chipped earthenware wine bowl, touched it with Su Qing's, and said, "Come, let's drink this cup and forget all grudges, okay?"

Su Qing couldn't help but smile. There was no grudge between them. She reached out and took Lin Ziqi's bowl, saying with a smile, "Children shouldn't drink alcohol."

When Lin Ziqi heard Su Qing say that he was a child and couldn't drink, he immediately got anxious. "Who is a child? I'm almost fifteen!" Lin Ziqi said unconvinced.

Su Qing chuckled: "So he is not yet fifteen years old, so he is not a child?"

A hint of stubbornness flashed in his bright eyes, and he reached out and snatched Su Qing's wine bowl.

Lin Ziqi brought the bowl to his lips. The chipped pottery bowl emitted an intoxicating aroma under the firelight.

He tilted his head back and gulped it down.

The spicy wine instantly poured into his throat, burning in his mouth and esophagus like fire.

Lin Ziqi felt as if his throat was burning with fire, and then a strong sense of irritation surged into his throat. He couldn't help but cough violently, and his whole body trembled slightly because of the coughing. His face turned red and tears welled up in his eyes.

It seemed that this was the first time for the little fat cat to drink. Su Qing quickly reached out and patted Lin Ziqi on the back.

After a long while, Lin Ziqi finally stopped coughing and asked, "What's so good about this thing?"

"You are still young and can't taste the flavor of wine." Su Qing sighed.

Seeing that Su Qing seemed to be sad about something again, Lin Ziqi suddenly grabbed Su Qing's arm, looked into Su Qing's eyes, and said seriously: "I'm not small. Wait for me for two years, I will grow up quickly and get taller. I'm not a child anymore."

At this moment, Su Qing looked at Lin Ziqi's sincere and burning eyes, but her heart unconsciously thought of the distant figure in red clothes, and she unconsciously turned her eyes away.

"Hahaha! Soon, I will be a warrior like you!" Lin Ziqi's tone was full of joy.

Su Qing felt upset that he had misunderstood the situation. The little fat cat had a youthful mind and was clearly still a child who had not grown up.

The flames of the bonfire danced as Lin Ziqi and Su Qing drank cup after cup. Lin Ziqi, like a boneless person, threw himself into Su Qing's arms, hugged her waist, and said coquettishly, "Sister Su, can you teach me how to ride a horse so fast?"

"Your current height is not suitable for riding a horse too fast." Su Qing replied.

Lin Ziqi pouted, "We're roommates, and you still have to hide things..."

"Then teach me how to grow taller quickly."

"Eat more meat and less snacks; go to bed early, get up early, and sleep in less; run more, do more exercises..."

Lin Ziqi wrinkled his nose. This was too difficult. However, "Okay... I will do it."

He must grow up quickly and become an outstanding man like Brother Zhong Yi, so that Sister Su can look at him with respect.