Weak I smashed non-humans into the ground

After the school trip, the tired Qingyu fell asleep in bed.

only……

After waking up, Qingyu looked at the wooden roof above, and reached out to touch the silk quilt.

Very good, it's not my home~

But this time Qingyu remembers everything very clearly. He is an ordinary high school student. After the trip to Heianjing, is he going to start another time and space journey?

Qingyu carefully searched the memory in her mind, but the memory about this body was blank.

Is his difficulty upgraded now?

Without the memory of the original body, is this to let him act in his true colors?

Qingyu twisted her head to look around, saw the mirror in the corner of the room, and immediately got up, he wanted to see what he looked like.

Looking at herself in the mirror, there is no change with her modern self, except for the tear mole at the corner of her eye, and it is this tear mole that makes Qingyu confirm that this is not her body.

When I was in Heian-kyo, my appearance didn't change, but maybe because I was always wearing women's clothing, it seemed a bit feminine.

Just as Qingyu looked at herself carefully in the mirror, footsteps came from the door.

"Master, what's the matter with you, can't you sleep?"

Seeing the young warrior walking in with a candlestick, Qingyu was so happy that she unconsciously smiled and narrowed her eyes.

That's great, this man calls him Young Master.

He doesn't have to wear women's clothes anymore! ! !

But from He Chuanliu's point of view, his young master was trying to force a smile, otherwise how could he not be able to sleep in the middle of the night?

Looking at the young man in front of him, he always has a cute and clean smile. Even though he has practiced kendo all the year round, he still looks very slender despite his small frame.

Even though it is strange to say that a teenager is beautiful, the young master is a beautiful person.

Obviously, the young master of the noble family of the same age has long been familiar with personnel affairs, and even started to assume the obligations of the family, but his young master is a little naive, and his character is still a little childish!

His own young master would always try to curry favor with his elder brother with a cute and flattering smile, and then be severely ridiculed by his elder brother. Every time this happened, He Chuanliu would want to subdue him.

But who made Young Master Qingyu attach great importance to kinship and blood, even though he has not met his elder brother a few times, he still hopes to live in peace with his elder brother.

Otherwise, he would have sneaked into the sick man's door and wiped off his neck, so that Young Master Qingyu would logically become the first heir, and become the master of the city after the death of the city lord.

Moreover, even if he doesn't do anything, the Lord City Lord loves Lord Qingyu more than the sick young man, and intends to pass on the position of Lord Qingyu to Lord Qingyu.

Qingyu didn't know that just because of her smile, the young warrior in front of him had a lot of brains. Now that he doesn't have the memory of the past, he is not very good at talking, so as not to be noticed that something is wrong.

He could only smile without speaking, and slowly moved back into his bed.

Seeing the young master smiling quietly and not saying much, He Chuanliu knew that his young master might still be sad, so he comforted him.

"Master, your elder brother may have been bedridden for a long time due to illness, and has a bad temper. Why don't you go to Eldest Young Master's place for now."

Bedridden?

Have a bad temper?

Hearing these settings and thinking of the one in Heianjing, Qingyu looked at the young warrior in front of him and nodded quickly, "Well, I won't go there for the time being."

In the past, no matter how much I tried to persuade him, I couldn't persuade Young Master Qingyu's desire to go to Eldest Young Master's place, so why did he agree so quickly this time.

He Chuanliu was a little puzzled, but he didn't care at all.

He was so happy, he thought he would comfort the young master for a long time again this time, but he didn't expect the young master to see it off so quickly, it's great!As long as the young master doesn't go to that person's side, the young master won't be sad about his quarrel with his brother anymore.

Thinking of this, He Chuanliu stepped forward to help Qingyu cover the quilt, and said softly: "Master, then I will retreat first. I am at the door, you can call me anytime if you need anything."

Qingyu gave a soft "hmm".

After watching the river recede, he stood by the door, and through the thin paper, he could still see the sitting figure of the other party.

Qingyu, who thought she couldn't sleep, fell asleep after watching it.

In the early morning of the next day, Qingyu woke up very early, looking at the samurai who was still guarding the door, Qingyu originally planned to call the other party in, but thinking that he didn't know the other party's name at all, she could only lie quietly on the bed, thinking about what to do next. How to do.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qingyu finally came to the conclusion that if it comes, it will be safe.

In fact, he didn't know what he was going to do at all, so he could only take one step at a time.

The connected Qingyu slowly got up, after all the sky was already bright, it would not be good to continue to lie on the bed.

Hearing the sound of young master Qingyu getting up, He Chuanliu immediately opened the door and came in, skillfully took out the clothes, and was about to help Qingyu put them on.

Qingyu, who was overwhelmed by He Chuanliu's flowing movements, could only obediently stretch her arms as she asked, and lift her legs as she asked.

After all, he didn't know if the two of them usually get along like this, and it wouldn't be good if he changed rashly.

"Lord Qingyu, in the morning, the city lord sent an attendant over and told you to go to his side after breakfast. He wanted to talk to you about something."

Is the city lord his "father"?

I hope that it will be fine when the time comes, Qingyu sighed again, it is really troublesome not to have the memory of the original body!

But no matter how reluctant Qingyu is, time always moves forward bit by bit.

Walking along the long corridor, Qingyu moved forward like a tortoise, but no matter how slow she was, she reached the door of the main house.

"Qingyu is here, come in and have a seat, I have prepared your favorite snacks." A middle-aged man's voice came from the room.

Qingyu could only step forward quickly and sit down in the room.

Looking at the exquisite snacks in front of him, he didn't attract Qingyu at all. After all, it is more important to deal with the talents in front of him than to eat in one bite.

Looking at the middle-aged man who is about 40 years old in front of him, he should be considered a long-lived person in ancient times, and maybe because of years of exercise, he is a bit rough and looks very energetic.

"Father, why did you come to me?" Seeing the nervousness of the parents, Qingyu lowered her voice unconsciously.

Seeing the frown of the person in front of him, Qingyu's heart immediately trembled, did he say something wrong?

"I've told you all, you should be more generous in your words and actions. Really, you and your elder brother are like mothers, with a delicate appearance, and you have not inherited my handsomeness at all."

Hearing his nominal father muttering in front of him, Qingyu wanted to laugh a little, and said that the person in front of him and him really had two different styles of painting.

Seeing the smile in the eyes of his youngest son, Renjian Kuangdao was also in a much happier mood.

"I heard that you went to look for your elder brother again. You haven't got a good face yet, and you have been sad in your own room for a long time."

Qingyu, who had no memory, just smiled and said nothing, he didn't know anything about the situation!

Looking at the youngest son who doesn't like to talk every time he talks about it, Kuangdao feels a little helpless. He is a little partial to his youngest son. After all, he only has two sons, and one is sick and won't live long. A well-behaved and sensible person, it's no wonder he's biased.

"You and your elder brother are not the same mother, and it's normal to be inconsistent. What's more, I plan to pass on the position of city lord to you. Don't care too much about your elder brother's words. He is in poor health and won't live long."

Poor health?

Can't live long?

There was a trace of indescribable expression on Qingyu's face, sorry, he might be a little ptsd.

Before seeing his elder brother in person, he had reservations.

"By the way, the attendant next to you, the one named He Chuanliu, originally thought he was just a wandering warrior, but he didn't expect to be so skilled and so loyal to you. It's not in vain that you saved his life when he was a child."

It turned out that that person was called He Chuan Liu.

Thinking that as long as he got up together, that person would immediately appear by his side, and he was indeed very important to him, "He is indeed very good, father."

"Cultivate well. If you want to go to the battlefield in the future, you can let Hechuan go, or let Hechuan protect you."

"Got it, father."

Qingyu chatted with her father in the main house all afternoon, drank tea all afternoon, and ate snacks all afternoon. In the end, when someone saw that Kuangdao had to deal with some things, Qingyu was sent out.

Qingyu, who returned to her room, sorted out the information she had obtained. It is probably in the Warring States period, and there are about three or forty years before the birth of Oda Nobunaga, and there will be wars everywhere.

He is now the second son of the city lord of Renjian City. He has an elder brother who is in poor health. His father intends to skip his elder brother and pass on the position of city lord to him.

While thinking, Qingyu looked at the "bare" appearance of her own yard, and casually said to He Chuanliu who was accompanying him, "Go and transplant some flowers and plants."

As soon as the words fell, Qingyu came to her senses, and carefully observed He Chuanliu's expression to see if she was OOC.

After hearing this order, He Chuanliu immediately said happily, "Master, I will arrange for a gardener to plant flowers in the yard right away."

Looking at the clearly refreshed river, Qingyu knew that she didn't have OOC, but she was a little confused. It was just transplanting some flowers and plants, how could she be so happy?

Of course He Chuanliu was happy. Ever since he was rescued by the young master four years ago, he swore that his life belonged to the young master Qingyu. Anyone who made the young master Qingyu sad, he would kill him without hesitation.

But Young Master Qingyu is a nobleman after all, and in this popular city, the only ones who can make Young Master Qingyu sad are his relatives, which is really beyond his business scope.

Seeing the young master who obviously likes flowers and plants, he eradicated all the flowers and plants in the yard because of the man's sentence "You planted so many flowers and plants, are you trying to kill me?"

Seeing that the young master Qingyu who loves flowers wants to enjoy flowers every time, but he can only run outside the city.

He gets mad every time.

His master is only young master Qingyu, even if the sick child is Lord Qingyu's elder brother, it seems that even if he was domesticated by young master Qingyu.

He is still a wild dog at heart.