Women dressed as men: My executive officer is so handsome

[This book has a bit of a villainous character, but it makes up for the pitfalls of the previous book, and the protagonist is the only one who is good. The author is a man, not a horse, so please don't spur me on and encourage me more.]

[Oh, by the way, although this is a dating list, it does not involve romance, and there is very little physical contact. If you don’t like kissing, you can read it without worry, because there won’t even be hand holding.]

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In the boundless desert, a tall figure stands.

The old black robe dragged on the sand, leaving a long trail. The big hat covered half of the face, leaving only a pair of long-cracked lips exposed.

Her shoulder-long black hair was blown messily by the wind, and her bare feet were sunburned red.

She doesn't look like a living creature in the world, but more like a ghost stepping on blood.

"Hey, passenger, would you like something to drink?"

The clerk at the post station came up and called her.

Under the brim of the hat and long hair, a pair of narrow, upturned eyes with dark pupils suddenly turned and met the clerk's gaze.

There was the bloodiness and alertness of a primitive beast in his eyes as he stared at the person who was blocking his way.

The clerk was startled and stepped back hastily, his hands trembling slightly and his voice stumbling.

"This, this passenger... I... I..."

Looking at his frightened expression, the pair of lips that had been cracked for a long time opened slightly and slowly uttered a syllable, so hoarse that it was difficult to tell whether it was happy or angry.

"water."

The black robe was blown by the wind, and the tall man walked past the frightened clerk and sat on a weathered bench nearby.

The clerk looked back and saw that the long robe that dragged on the ground had covered his entire face again, and no expression could be seen.

He swallowed, bent down and nodded, "Okay, okay... the water will be here soon..."

Listening to the footsteps getting farther and closer, the two dark eyes stared blankly at the table until a bowl of water came into view.

"You...your water."

The murky water surface reflected her disheveled appearance at the moment.

After being stunned for a while, she reached out to take the bowl filled with water and imitated others: "Thank you..."

"No, you're welcome..." The man stumbled away and bumped into the corner of the table awkwardly.

Listening to the scolding and apologies, she touched the edge of the bowl with her slender, bony hands, raised it and brought it to her mouth.

The water moistened the dry lips, and flowed down the corners of the mouth to the collar, bringing a cool feeling.

She stood up, leaving only the empty bowl on the table.

"You...!" the previous clerk called her.

Before he could utter the three words "I didn't pay", that sharp look pierced through the heat wave and was cast at him.

"You...please take care..." The clerk turned a corner abruptly, suppressing his inner fear and lowering his face.

She withdrew her gaze, spread her long legs and dragged her body towards the towering city gate in front of her.

There was smoke everywhere and the city gates were empty.

A big hole was burned in the wide wooden door, and black smoke was still coming out of it, floating in the air and blending into the clouds.

She exhaled a breath, pushed open the door, and stepped into a pool of dried blood.

A sticky feeling spread along the soles of her feet, and she frowned slightly.

"Help me... help me..."

She met the old woman's cloudy eyes, but the next second, the long knife pierced her heart.

The old woman's body lay lying on the side, kicked far away by the vicious man.

All I heard was him saying with a look of disgust, "Oh, why is it an old woman again...Have all the women in the city been abducted?"

He took a long knife and randomly chopped at the buildings on the street, and did not even spare anyone who tried to escape.

She watched quietly and followed behind without saying a word.

His curses continued to be heard in the air...

"Damn it... none of them are pleasing to the eye... the things are so poor, really..."

"You! What's your name? ... Owu? It sounds so ugly, just kill me..."

“Please, please, please… You just know how to beg. What’s the point of begging me? Ah? Am I your king? Or a prince or princess? Get lost… Who cares if you live or die, a bunch of natives from a defeated country…”

"Wow...you're not bad looking...I'm a little hungry hehehe..."

"Hiss...what are you yelling about?! It's annoying..."

"Don't move, soon..."

A stream of blood spurted out, splashing onto the wall several meters high, and a head rolled to the ground.

She moved her bloody hands, looked at the naked, terrified man in front of her, and remained silent.

"..."

Those eyes, filled with indifference, just stared at him without saying anything.

Finally, the tall figure continued forward, wandering aimlessly on the street.

……

I don’t know how long it took, but the scenery in front of me began to change rapidly again.

The house twisted and turned upside down, and the mocking sounds echoed in her ears.

The space began to move, carrying her into the next world.

When I saw clearly, I didn't know where I was.

"Look, look! Freshly baked meat buns!"

"We just got some fresh fruits and vegetables, selling them at a low price! Would you like to take a look?...Oh, this one costs five copper coins..."

She stood among the bustling crowd and quickly stepped aside.

"Hey... this... girl?" The long legs bumped into the corner of the table, and an old man's voice rang out.

She looked over and instantly became alert, her dark eyes filled with murderous intent.

The old man looked at her and waved his hands anxiously.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I'm just a fortune teller."

She frowned, with a puzzled look on her face.

"Fortune telling?"

The deep and hoarse voice really scared the old man again, and he quickly handed him a glass of water.

"Oh my...how did you get yourself into this state, little girl..."

"What's your name?"

She paused holding the bowl of water and narrowed her eyes.

name……

In her mind, she began to search for this kind of information, but she found nothing about the "name".

"..."

Seeing that she hung her head and did not answer, the old man laughed and waved his hand kindly.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't have any suggestions, how about I give you a name?"

The old man stroked his beard, looking very pleased with himself.

"I've given names to wealthy families in the city before, so I have some experience, haha..."

She looked at the old man in silence, neither agreeing nor refusing.

"Not talking? That means you agree?" As if he could finally show off his skills, the old man smiled in surprise and quickly took out paper and pen.

He squatted down, spread the paper on his knees, and looked up at her.

"What surname do you want?"

surname……

She pursed her lips in silence, and after a moment, she suddenly remembered the words of the man whose neck she had strangled.

He stammered and uttered the word "king".

"king?"

The old man was delighted.

"Okay, I'll choose Wang! This is a good surname, and I'm sure you'll achieve great things in the future!"

He lowered his head and wrote the word "Wang" on the paper. Then he took out a compass-like object, rubbed his hands back and forth, and muttered something.

Finally, he closed his eyes, opened them again, looked at the center of the compass, and laughed.

"Haha, there it is!"

The old man drew on the paper from time to time, and finally, he unfolded the paper and pushed it in front of her.

There was only a big black word on the white paper.

"Muxin, Zizi!"