At that moment, he almost thought he was about to be exposed, but unexpectedly Qin Chu suddenly spoke up and was taken away as a young master.
But... is this guy a boy? How come he doesn't know that Qin Chu has a birthmark on his hand?
Qin Chu did not put up much resistance and obediently allowed himself to be taken away by the soldiers.
Noah breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily, sir, you drew the birthmark with the ink pad on the counter beforehand."
Although he was taken away by the soldiers, they treated Qin Chu relatively politely because of his special status.
These people posed no threat to Qin Chu. Qin Chu's instinct was to escape with the eldest prince, but if he did that, the eldest prince's identity as a prince would be completely exposed.
Qin Chu alone is fine, and the eldest prince alone can also escape. But a grown man with a thin child is too conspicuous. In the future, let alone becoming a member of the military camp, even escaping for his own life will be a difficult task.
Now that Qin Chu himself has been captured, he could easily escape quietly while he is imprisoned at night, disguise himself, and continue heading north with the eldest prince, waiting for the next war to begin.
However, there is a drawback: during the half-day he was separated from the eldest prince, he hoped the eldest prince would stay in his room and not encounter any players who had accepted the quest and wanted to kill him.
Qin Chu was locked in a fairly clean room. After a short while, voices could be heard outside the door.
"Is the one locked up inside really a boy?"
“That’s right, Your Excellency, I examined his birthmark with my own eyes, but judging from his age, he shouldn’t be a prince…”
The initial voice sounded somewhat surprised: "So, he's a homeless young man?"
Soon the door was pushed open, and a county magistrate with a small mustache walked in.
He had a hint of delight on his face, but upon seeing Qin Chu's appearance, he immediately froze and asked, "Are you... the young master of the Zhou family?"
Qin Chu was surprised that the magistrate would recognize him, but he was determined to take over the title of "brother," so he nodded to the magistrate.
The magistrate's surprise vanished instantly, replaced by hesitation as he paced back and forth in the room, hands behind his back. The soldiers beside him, hearing Qin Chu say his surname was Zhou, immediately realized what was happening and whispered to the magistrate, "Then...isn't this Prime Minister Lin's betrothed?"
Two years later, hearing the title "Madam" again made Qin Chu feel extremely disgusted.
But what's even more disgusting is yet to come.
Reminded by his subordinates, the county magistrate, whose face was already pale, looked even worse.
He hesitated for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind. He first waved his hand to let his subordinates leave, then walked closer and looked at Qin Chu, saying, "Young Master Zhou, your elopement back then must have been because you had no feelings for Prime Minister Lin..."
At this point, he rubbed his hands together, somewhat excited: "Although I have a wife at home, I happen to be lacking a son. What do you think of me?"
Hahahaha!
Noah laughed so hard he rolled on the floor.
Qin Chu paused for two seconds before understanding what the county magistrate meant. "Let's see what he's like? He looks pretty irritating."
Having spent more than two years in the army, if it weren't for the birthmark on the back of his neck, Qin Chu would have almost forgotten his identity as a male servant, and even more so, he would have forgotten Noah's initial statement that everyone wanted to have children with him.
Still angry, Qin Chu also found the scene rather strange. He looked at the county magistrate in front of him and sneered, "You've got some nerve. Aren't you afraid of that Lord Lin?"
His attitude was not good, and he mentioned Prime Minister Lin again. The county magistrate immediately got angry, pointed at him and cursed: "Hey, you bastard, don't be ungrateful! For someone like you who ran away from your marriage halfway, I'm doing you a favor by taking you in. Don't be so stubborn!"
Qin Chu remained expressionless: "Oh, what if I wanted to marry Lord Lin?"
Seeing his attitude, the county magistrate became even angrier, slammed his hand on the table, and spilled tea all over the floor.
“Let me tell you, if it were two years ago, I really wouldn’t have dared to touch you. But a guy like you has been out there for two years, who knows if he’s still clean? Do you think Prime Minister Lin still likes you the same way he did before?”
Didn't you see that Prime Minister Lin removed all the notices throughout the city last year?
Qin Chu squinted and cracked his wrist, not wanting to listen to his nonsense at all, just wanting to knock the man unconscious and throw him out as soon as possible.
Seeing his indifferent expression, the county magistrate laughed twice around Qin Chu and pointed at him, saying, "Back then, when you ran away from your marriage, you made Prime Minister Lin lose all face."
"If you went to see Prime Minister Lin looking like this, do you believe he would beat you to death on the spot?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than the tightly closed door was kicked open.
Then a lazy voice followed: "Nonsense, I like my wife no matter what."
Qin Chu frowned slightly and immediately looked towards the door.
Before he was seen, his voice was heard. After these words were spoken, a man dressed in a moon-white robe walked in.
The man was tall and handsome, with a somewhat frail appearance, yet he was still incredibly eye-catching. He held a folding fan in his hand, which he now closed and gently tapped against his palm, a casual gesture that inexplicably revealed a touch of elegance.
The man appeared and gave Qin Chu a familiar smile, which instantly turned Qin Chu's face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Seeing this, the man laughed even harder. After a while, he finally looked away from Qin Chu, turned to the county magistrate who was standing there dumbfounded, and asked leisurely, "Let's see who dares to try to ruin my relationship with my wife?"
The county magistrate, who had been trembling ever since the man appeared, finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground with a thud: "Prime Minister Lin? I...I..."
Upon hearing this, Qin Chu, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, couldn't help but curse, "Damn it."
As soon as Qin Chu spoke, Prime Minister Lin immediately abandoned the county magistrate and walked towards Qin Chu: "It seems that the lady is overjoyed to see her husband. Would you consider me a hero saving a beauty?"
That's a joke.
Since arriving in this world, Qin Chu has been secretly searching for this thing, after all, he was tricked by this mission target in the previous world and suffered a great loss.
他在边关呆了两年，实在没发现有哪个人格外欠揍，没想到找来找去竟然就是他最开始要嫁的那位林大人。
Qin Chu stood up abruptly, grabbed Lin Xiang by the collar, and said coldly, "You dare to come looking for me? You've got some nerve. Perfect, come back with me."
What he meant was, of course, that he wanted the person on the mission to return to the real world with him. The person, who was being held, didn't struggle, but just blinked at him a couple of times: "Huh, what are you saying? I don't understand?"
"you……"
Qin Chu narrowed his eyes, about to speak, when he heard Noah's prompt: "Sir, we can't mention our mission in detail in the virtual world, there's a high chance the mainframe will find out!"
Qin Chu could only grit his teeth and swallow his words. The moment he was talking to Noah, he felt a chill on his wrist as a pair of black handcuffs were locked onto it.
Looking down, Qin Chu didn't care. He looked up and stared into the man's eyes: "You know, this kind of thing can't hold me back."
Lin Xiang laughed: "The others may be useless, but this one might be."
Qin Chu frowned, and pinched the iron ring with his other hand, his frown deepening.
The material is very special and difficult to crush.
Just then, it seemed he touched something on the bracelet, and his wrist felt a sharp, needle-like pain where it was constricted. Immediately afterward, Qin Chu felt a wave of weakness, and his vision blurred.
Reaching out, Lin Xiang gently pulled the limp person into his arms. He smiled and watched Qin Chu's frowning sleeping face for a while, then reached out and brushed the long hair that had fallen by the person's ear.
Like a mischievous child playing with a new toy, he fondled it and performed a series of little actions before finally chuckling, picking the person up by the waist, and stepping out of the room.
It was already dark outside, but he was clearly in a good mood and ordered, "Continue the wedding banquet from two years ago tonight."
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People came and went in the inn, and every time the waiter led someone through the inn, the eldest prince, who was hiding in his room, would feel a chill run down his spine.
Fortunately, the door to the guest room remained closed until evening. The eldest prince glanced at the bundle on the bed; it was left behind by Qin Chu.
Night had fallen, and the sounds of drinking and laughter still lingered in the lobby downstairs, creating a lively atmosphere. But the eldest prince knew he couldn't stay any longer.
Someone in the capital wanted him dead, and he didn't trust Qin Chu at all. In his view, although he didn't understand why Qin Chu hadn't pointed him out during the day, Qin Chu would definitely not protect him.
He doesn't trust anyone.
After checking the room again, they found the door tightly closed and the windows locked before Qin Chu left.
The eldest prince looked around, then moved a chair from the table and stood not far from the window to wait. He knew there was a table of guests downstairs drinking and playing drinking games, and every now and then a burst of laughter would come from them.
He waited patiently for a while, and when the next burst of laughter came, he swung a chair and smashed it against the window latch.
The latch opened with a click, and the eldest prince hurriedly closed the open window again, pretending to be the same as before, before quickly hiding under the bed once more.
After waiting a while and making sure no one heard the noise and came to check, he picked up the bundle on the bed, tied the sheet to the back window, and climbed down.
There weren't many people behind the inn. Although the room was on the second floor, it wasn't very high. After the prince fell, he immediately got up and scurried out along the corner of the wall.
He had just slipped out of the yard and was just thinking how free he was when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck and fell forward.
In the last second before losing consciousness, the eldest prince heard faint voices behind him: "...That's right, he is indeed still at the inn."
Heat, heat from the inside out.
When Qin Chu was conscious, he had only this one feeling in his mind.
He forced himself to open his eyes, a simple action that seemed to take a great deal of effort. His upper and lower eyelids were wet, and his thick eyelashes were matted with sweat.
My back, which was pressed against the bed, was also soaked with sweat, and my clothes were sticky and uncomfortable against my body.
He tried to prop himself up with his elbows, but found that his entire arm was sore and weak. Now, let alone running away, even standing up was a problem.
Qin Chu could hear his own heavy, rapid breathing; his heart was pounding in his chest, and he felt dizzy.
"Noah, what's wrong with me?"
"You..." Noah hesitated, not daring to speak.
Before Qin Chu could ask clearly, a fair, jade-like hand held a porcelain cup and brought it to Qin Chu's lips.
The porcelain cup contained neither tea nor wine, but simply plain water; the person who served the water clearly knew the customs of Qin and Chu.
Qin Chu's throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, but he pursed his lips tightly, showing no intention of drinking.
"You're in this state, why don't you drink something?" A somewhat lazy voice came from the bedside. The person sitting on the edge of the bed rested his chin on his hand and looked at him with a smile. "I wouldn't stoop so low as to poison my own wife."
Qin Chu sneered.
That's blatant lying, utterly shameless.
This time he was careless. That bastard always wears his shamelessness on his sleeve; it's no wonder he can't use any honorable means.
"Don't look at me like that." Lin Xiang sighed, and seeing that Qin Chu didn't seem to want water, he didn't insist and withdrew his hand.
He looked Qin Chu up and down. The man's expression remained calm and composed, but a blush had already spread up his neck, making his eyes watery.
After admiring it for a while, he lowered his head and chuckled to himself, "You don't actually think I did this to you, do you?"
"No?" Qin Chu's voice was so low and hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth that he realized it was unbelievable.
"Of course not." The man by the bed curled his lips into a smile. "That depends on your son's constitution."
What kind of constitution does the boy have?
Noah whispered in his mind, "Temperature..."
Qin Chu: ...Don't mean it the way he thinks.
Why did they have to come at this time of year?
Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, Lin Xiang sighed rather bluntly and said, "Perhaps it's because he met his true love, me."