I am cannon fodder, but I can hug thighs

"Yes, I heard that the captives brought back from this war include their royal family. They brought a lot of things to redeem their prince." Lianyi's face was full of pride. She also went out to take a look that day. The carts of treasures made people feel crazy.

Lin Jin sighed. It seemed that she had to go. But what should she do if she went? The other party sent out only women. Fang Yuzhu had lost at the beginning. Who could come to help her now?

She put on her clothes and told Lianyi not to follow her. She went straight to find Song Shiqiu carrying the octagonal lamp.

Seeing the candlelight still on in the study, Lin Jin knew she had come to the right place. The guard outside the door bowed and called out, "Madam."

"Is the master busy?" Lin Jin saw that the doors and windows were closed and did not rush in.

After hearing the voice, Heng Mu immediately opened the door from the inside and hurried out to take the lamp from Lin Jin's hand: "It's cold in spring, Madam, it's ok that you didn't bring a maid, but why are you wearing so thin? What if you are sick? My Lord and His Majesty are discussing matters..."

"Hengmu, let Ajin in." Song Shiqiu's voice came from the study.

Heng Mu quickly turned around and took Lin Jin into the study, originally planning to lead her to the next room.

The current emperor, who was once the crown prince, was stunned when he saw Lin Jin. He originally thought that Song Shiqiu had become ill due to missing her and had developed a demonic disorder, but he never expected that there was actually someone in this world who could come back to life from the dead.

Lin Jin felt a little embarrassed by being stared at. She actually hadn't intended to come in. She saluted to His Majesty: "Greetings to Your Majesty, my Emperor..." She was stopped before she finished the salute. She looked at His Majesty in surprise.

Since the prince ascended the throne, he changed the country's name to He'an and his name to Zheng'an. But even so, he did not dare to be arrogant in front of Song Shiqiu. The same was naturally true since Lin Jin was Song Shiqiu's wife.

Xia Zhengan quickly helped Lin Jin up: "Madam, there is no need to be so polite. There are no outsiders here now. In private, Zhengan will call you sister-in-law."

Lin Jin looked as if he had been struck by lightning, and looked at Song Shiqiu: "Ah?"

What does that mean? Did she accidentally learn some royal secret?

Song Shiqiu brought the person behind him and glanced at him unhappily: "Your Majesty, don't talk nonsense. Ajin will really misunderstand."

Xia Zhengan touched his nose. It was his father who, before his death, asked them to be as close as brothers in the future. He said that it would not be wrong even if he called Song Shiqiu "brother". He was just following his instructions. How could it be wrong?

Lin Jin didn't continue to pay attention to this matter, and asked Song Shiqiu in a low voice: "Is it not good for me to be here?"

"It's okay, there's nothing you can't bear to hear." Song Shiqiu gave her a reassuring look.

Lin Jin sat aside quietly drinking tea, listening to the two of them discussing matters, from the foreign envoys to the King of Jin. When Xia Zhengan said that the King of Jin was young and had not yet reached adulthood, he was so reckless, she choked on her tea.

She wiped her lips with a handkerchief and waved her hands with a red face: "It's okay, it's okay, you guys continue, you guys continue."

Not yet crowned? Not yet crowned?

A bunch of kids under 20 are fighting here?

Even though Lin Jin knew that people in ancient times started taking charge early, she didn't expect it to be so early. Three years ago, Song Shixia was already seventeen or almost eighteen years old. These princes were not even older than Song Shixia. No wonder Song Shiqiu looked down on these people.

If it were her, she wouldn't take it seriously. After all, who in her twenties would care so much about a teenager in middle school? They are on completely different levels.

She wondered why Song Shiqiu was always so calm and never panicked about anything, as if those princes were being played around by him. If this was the case, it would make perfect sense, because Song Shiqiu had been through this age and must have seen those little movements clearly.

Lin Jin didn't laugh out loud until Xia Zhengan left her. Song Shiqiu looked at her helplessly, not understanding what she was laughing at.

"Why are you here so late?" Song Shiqiu took the cloak from the study and put it on Lin Jin. "It's late at night and the dew is heavy. It's easy to catch a cold if you wear so little."

"It's okay. Just think of me as someone who has gone astray." When Lin Jin thought of a group of little kids fighting for the throne, she couldn't help but feel amused. "I'm here to tell you about what's going on at Tingyu Tower tomorrow."

Lin Jin stopped laughing and made himself look more serious: "Tomorrow the foreign envoys may compete with Daxia in Tingyu Tower. Are you ready, sir?"

"Do you think Daxia will lose?" Song Shiqiu was not worried. He believed that small barbaric countries were nothing to be afraid of.

"But they did lose in the original book." Although Lin Jin was not sure whether it would happen again, it was better to be prepared. "Later, it was Lin Lin who regained the situation for Da Xia. Are you sure you don't want to prepare?"

Song Shiqiu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

"Only Sister Xi won the tea contest. The other two lost. Even Sister Xi's chess and piano skills were not as good as the others." Lin Jin thought it would be better to prepare. She didn't want to see the foreign envoys being arrogant in Daxia, nor did she want to give Lin Lin any more opportunities to show off.

"It's always better to be prepared." Song Shiqiu nodded, "It's getting late, I'll take you home, you still have a lot to do tomorrow."

Lin Jin pursed her lips. She was indeed busy, but she could take a day off. She would take it as a break for herself: "I will go to Tingyu Tower with you tomorrow."

I always feel uneasy if I don't go.

"Okay." Song Shiqiu's heart beat faster.

The reason why Da Xia suffered a crushing defeat in the book was the result of the unintentional actions of foreign nations. After all, although there is a word "tea-fighting" in it, it is actually just a way to make friends over tea. Although it is a real talent and knowledge, real masters may not necessarily participate in it.

This allowed the foreign nations to come prepared and attack Daxia by surprise, gaining temporary advantage.

The Zheqing Club would start the competition at noon, so Lin Jin got up early on purpose, but she didn't expect Song Shiqiu to be there even earlier. When she went out, Song Shiqiu had been waiting for who knows how long and was sipping tea in the yard.

Lin Jin looked at Song Shiqiu, who was dressed in white. Although it was all white, it seemed to have a hint of gold when you looked closely.

Well, it looks a bit like a peacock spreading its tail, she concluded in her mind.

"Your Excellency's outfit today is exceptionally different." Lin Jin applauded. No wonder she wanted to dress up, it was the truth. "It looks good!"

Song Shiqiu's lips curled up, but when he met Lin Jin's pure admiration, he suppressed his smile: "Yeah."

Elm head.

Lin Jin didn't dare to look directly at Song Shiqiu's face before, but now she has the courage and starts to appreciate Song Shiqiu's stunning beauty. She knows that there is absolutely no ugly person in the eyes of a beauty lover. At least since she came here, she has never seen anyone who is ugly, even passers-by have handsome features.

"Your Excellency's outfit is as good as Wei Jie's." Lin Jin kept praising Song Shiqiu, "I didn't say you don't look good usually, but you look especially good today."

"Let's go." There was no joy on Song Shiqiu's face.

Lin Jin: “?”

It's a problem. It's no use praising it now.

Lin Jin actually thought a lot about who Song Shiqiu would ask to calm down the arrogant envoy, but she didn't expect it would be Tu Huaining.

She and Song Shiqiu sat in the best position for viewing. Looking at Tu Huaining sitting in the Go field, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Huaining? Are you sure Huaining can do it?"

Is this really a game of chess, not poisoning the opponent to cause diarrhea or sudden death?

"Just wait and see." Song Shiqiu looked as if he was sure of winning.

Seeing him like this, Lin Jin could only choose to believe him. She couldn't read chess, but Song Shiqiu certainly could. "What about the piano? Who will play it?"

The tea-drinking and chess-drinking competitions are both held in the morning, with the tea-drinking competition coming first, followed by the chess competition, and finally the piano-drinking competition in the afternoon.

"There is no candidate yet." Song Shiqiu frowned. Xi Lilong's piano skills are already unique among women. It is really not easy to find a woman with better piano skills than Xi Lilong in the capital.