I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the soft pillow at the head of the bed, thinking that although Xing was usually a bit abstract, he was quite reliable in critical moments.

Then he felt the hands on his legs start to get restless.

Her fingers slowly moved upwards from the inside of her thigh, carrying a subtle, teasing undertone.

Finally, the pressure stopped at a key acupoint, and the kneading became more forceful, with the movements becoming slower and slower.

Qi Ye opened his eyes and met Xing's eyes, which were looking down at him intently.

There was no trace of imperial majesty in his eyes, only pure curiosity and some unspeakable anticipation.

He reached out and pushed her shoulder:

"...Where are you pressing? Didn't you say you were pressing acupoints? Where are you almost pressing now?"

Xing answered in a very serious tone:

"I recently started studying Traditional Chinese Medicine and accidentally discovered this acupoint."

You can massage it at home, morning and evening. When you feel weak all over, it means it's working.

And it's super convenient because no tools are needed.

"My beloved concubine, please don't move. My technique is very professional."

"What kind of acupoint is that! Is that even an acupoint?!"

That is…

"Shhh."

Xing extended her index finger and pressed it against his lips.

"My beloved concubine, please do not speak. I am currently clearing your meridians and expelling dampness."

Don't worry, I am a wise ruler and I won't do anything to you.

"I just want to see what you'll be like when you're completely exhausted from pressing this acupoint."

Chapter 93 Jing Yuanyuan

……

Fu Xuan stood at the entrance of the Divine Strategy Mansion.

Jingyuan's urgent summons just now came in a very urgent and strange manner.

She had to temporarily put aside her idea of ​​seeing her older brother and come to the General's Mansion to check on the situation first.

Just as she was about to step inside, she bumped into Yanqing, who was holding a sword and guarding the door.

"Lord Taibu."

Yanqing bowed, his handsome face showing a hint of undisguised worry.

"It's good that you've arrived."

The general has locked himself inside since earlier and won't see anyone.

"When I went to deliver the documents, they wouldn't even let me in the door."

He only responded through the door, and his voice sounded somewhat off.

"Please go in and check on him; I'm afraid something might have happened."

Fu Xuan frowned slightly and nodded:

"I'll go in and take a look. You can stay outside and keep watch."

"I'll take care of things at the General's Mansion, so there's no need to worry."

Yanqing stepped aside, and Fu Xuan pushed open the inner courtyard door, crossed the courtyard, and stood in front of Jing Yuan's office.

She raised her hand and knocked on the door, which responded with a dull thud.

"General, it's me."

You summoned me saying you had something to discuss, so I have come.

The room was quiet for a while, and Fu Xuan stood outside the door waiting for a long time.

Then a soft cough and a strange sound came from behind the door:

"Please wait a moment, Fu Qing. I am dealing with military affairs."

After a while, the door finally opened a crack.

Fu Xuan pushed open the door and went in. He stood at the doorway and looked around. The office was empty.

Then her gaze fell on the main seat behind the large mahogany desk, and she froze.

The white-haired general sitting there was not the one she knew.

It was a young girl, who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Her long, snow-white hair was loosely draped over her shoulders.

She was wearing the general's uniform that she knew all too well.

The dress was clearly too big for her.

The collar slipped crookedly down one shoulder, revealing a dazzlingly white shoulder.

She rested her chin on her hand on the table, her golden eyes still languid and composed.

But paired with that excessively delicate face and that outer robe that was about to slip down.

He looked rather strange.

"Who are you?"

Fu Xuan stared at the white-haired girl in front of him, who was dressed in Jing Yuan's clothes.

For the first time, undisguised confusion appeared in his eyes.

Where is Jingyuan?

The white-haired girl looked up at her, a hint of confusion also appearing in her eyes.

This is Fu Qing, that's right!

The aura of the Dharma Eye is unique.

That face, that tone, that expression—it's all Fu Xuan himself.

But Fu Xuan looked at her as if she were a stranger, a strange girl she had never seen before.

Fu Qing saw her transformed into this state.

Surprisingly, he didn't show any "I knew it" expression; instead, he seemed completely unaware of what had happened.

This is completely different from Fu Qing's reaction this morning.

Jing Yuan leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table.

My mind raced through the events that had occurred at the General's Mansion that morning.

When Fu Qing came to promote the light cone, the things he said just seemed a bit more casual than usual.

But now, looking back, every detail seems off.

Fu Qing would never speak in that sales-like tone.

Fu Qing wouldn't stare into someone's eyes like that.

They certainly wouldn't hide a strange white cloth in their pocket.

Most importantly, Fu Qing never interrupts serious conversations with jokes.

But the aura emanating from that person was indeed Fu Xuan himself.

The aura of the Dharma Eye is unique, and the fluctuations of the power of destiny are unique; he could not possibly be mistaken.

This means that the imposter possessed some kind of disguise technique that even he couldn't see through.

In either case, it's enough to raise alarm.

However, now is not the time to investigate this matter, since Fu Qing himself is standing here, and in this state.

That means the person in front of you is the real Fu Qing.

This matter can be investigated later; right now, he needs to address another, more pressing issue.

Make Fu Qing recognize who he is.

"Fu Qing."

Jing Yuan looked up into her eyes and spoke in the tone that Fu Xuan knew best.

"Don't you recognize me now?"

Fu Xuan frowned slightly, before he could react.

She saw the light shining behind Jing Yuan.

Golden light poured down from the gaps in the relief carvings on the ceiling like mercury spilling onto the ground.

A colossal phantom of a deity slowly rose behind her.

The deity was clad in golden armor and had a majestic face.

This is the power of command bestowed upon General Luofu by the Emperor's Bow Master, unique to the entire Immortal Ship.

"Fu Qing."

Jing Yuan stood beneath the phantom of the Divine Lord.

She flashed a familiar, lazy smile on her overly delicate, girlish face.

"Don't you recognize me now?"

Fu Xuan stood there, stunned.

She looked at the enormous god-king behind the white-haired girl in front of her, a figure she had seen countless times.

I looked again at that exquisitely beautiful face, so picturesque it could be a painting.

She opened her mouth, then closed it again, then opened it again, squeezing out a few words:

"You...you are General Jingyuan?"

When did you become a woman?

Have you always been a woman disguised as a man?

No, you clearly had an Adam's apple before...

"It's not a woman disguised as a man. This general was indeed a man before, but now I've become a woman."

Jing Yuan withdrew the divine deity and sat back down in his chair.

The oversized outer robe slipped halfway down her shoulders, but she was too lazy to pull it up.

He just looked at Fu Xuan and teased him helplessly:

"Just this morning, Fu Qing."

You yourself may not know this, but the person with your face does.

Fu Xuan remained silent for a long while.

She looked at the white-haired, beautiful young female general in front of her.

Jingyuan recounted the events that had occurred at the General's Mansion that morning from beginning to end.

Using her body as a front, they promoted the Light Cone, claiming it could grant immunity to demonic possession.

They even invoked the name of Chang Le Tian Jun to increase credibility.

With each sentence, Fu Xuan's lips twitched involuntarily.

Big brother, that was done by big brother.

The older brother actually used her body to run to the general's mansion.

They sold General Jingyuan a light cone with the side effect of turning him into a beautiful girl.