Accidentally dressed as an empress

When Zhou Jing heard the news of the Yun army's tenacious resistance, a glimmer of hope suddenly surged in her heart, but as soon as the fire of hope ignited, she suppressed it and did not dare to show it on her face.

She stood aside with her eyes lowered, her eyelashes trembling slightly, trying hard to pretend to be frightened. Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes to hide her inner excitement.

Gongzi Jin turned around suddenly, his eyes flashing red, like an angry beast, and he stepped in front of Zhou Jing in a few steps.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He scanned Zhou Jing's face back and forth, and a trace of deep suspicion flashed in his eyes: "What tricks did your Yun country use? Why do you suddenly have such strong resistance? You'd better tell the truth!" As he spoke, he drew out the sword from his waist with a "swish". His movements were quick and decisive. The sword flashed with cold light, and in the blink of an eye, it was placed on Zhou Jing's neck. The sharp blade touched her delicate skin, bringing out a hint of coldness.

Zhou Jing felt a sharp pain in her neck, but still pretended to be calm. She raised her head slightly and looked at Gongzi Jin with a calm look in her eyes. She said softly, "I'm just a doctor, dealing with medicinal materials and patients all day long. I really don't understand things about marching and fighting." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, and in this tense atmosphere, it inexplicably made Gongzi Jin's heart flutter.

Gongzi Jin looked at Zhou Jing in front of him. She was obviously in danger, yet she was so calm. Her fair neck was under his sword, and her chest was slightly rising and falling, and he seemed to be able to feel her rapid heartbeat.

His eyes gradually softened, and the hand holding the sword unconsciously loosened a little, but his mouth was still tough: "Hmph, you'd better not lie to me. If I find out that you are hiding something, don't blame me for being ruthless." As he said that, instead of moving the sword away, he gently stroked Zhou Jing's cheek with his other hand, stroking her skin with his thumb.

Zhou Jing was startled by his sudden action and her body trembled slightly. She wanted to avoid him but there was nowhere to hide, so she could only let his hand wander on her face.

Her cheeks flushed quickly, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and said stubbornly, "Sir, if you don't believe me, just kill me. But if you kill me, no one will be able to cure your illness."

Hearing this, the corners of Young Master Jin's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a faint smile. He leaned closer to Zhou Jing, his warm breath spraying on her ear: "You are quite clever. Don't worry, I won't kill you until you cure my illness."

After saying this, he slowly put away his sword, but his eyes still stayed on Zhou Jing.

After the young master put away his sword, he did not stop there. His hand still stayed on Zhou Jing's cheek, his thumb gently stroking her flushed skin, and the inquiry in his eyes became more and more intense.

Zhou Jing said she didn't know anything about marching, but he felt that her gentle and sad eyes were full of secrets.

Young Master Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone teasing, "Aren't you curious about how I plan to deal with the Yun Kingdom?"

Zhou Jing lowered her eyes, avoiding his all-seeing gaze, and said softly, "I am just a prisoner. How can I interfere with the young master's decision?" Even so, her heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Young Master Jin chuckled softly, his fingers sliding from her cheek to her chin. He lifted her face slightly, forcing her to look him in the eye. "I'm telling you, even if Yun Nation puts up a strong resistance this time, it's only a last-ditch effort. General Xiang has redeployed his troops, and within half a month, Lingyun City will fall."

Zhou Jing's heart tightened, but she pretended to be calm, biting her lower lip and said, "Since the young master has such confidence, I will believe it."

The young master looked at her obedient appearance and his tone softened unconsciously: "When the Yun Kingdom is pacified, you will have no country to return to, no hometown to go to, and you can only stay with me."

As he spoke, he gently took Zhou Jing into his arms. Although his movements were gentle, they were irresistible.

Zhou Jing froze, her hands subconsciously pressing against his chest. She wanted to break free but didn't dare to use too much force. Her cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Sir, please respect yourself."

Young Master Jin hugged her tighter and whispered softly in her ear: "In my heart, you are different from others. From the first time I saw you, I didn't want to let you go."