I've experienced a lot from being completely unknown to now. If I had only relied on empty words, I'm afraid I would have long been doomed.

The hand slowly moved downward, flowing between the chest and abdomen.

Pu Yangzheng felt a sudden tightness in his lower abdomen, and he quickly grabbed Qi Yan's increasingly rampant hand, emitting a muffled groan from his throat.

"Do not be insolent!"

"What? General, are you going to punish me?"

There was not a trace of hesitation in his tone. Qi Yan did not withdraw his hand, instead, he grasped Pu Yangzheng's hand.

Pu Yangzheng shrank back, but was firmly grabbed by Qi Yan.

"You..."

"General, do you wish to know about the curse?"

The topic suddenly shifted, and Pu Yangzhen was taken aback. He looked into Qi Yan's eyes, which now held a trace of seriousness, and said, "Tell me."

"The legend has it that the general has lost his wife multiple times due to a curse. It is said that the souls of his fallen comrades on the battlefield have transformed into vengeful spirits seeking revenge. However, due to the general's resolute sense of justice and righteousness, these ghosts are unable to get close to him. Therefore, the people around him are the ones who continuously meet their demise."

"That's all nonsense!" Pu Yangzheng shouted angrily.

"Though it may sound like nonsense, it is not entirely baseless," Qi Yan hinted with a hidden meaning.

"What do you mean?"

Pu Yangzheng looked up at him, but he suddenly found himself leaning down...

"The general wants to know, and in return, this humble one must receive some benefits..."

Puyang Zheng suddenly widened his eyes, incredulously feeling the soft touch on his lips. The unique fragrance lingered on his nose, although it was fragrant, it did not feel feminine at all, but instead highlighted a touch of a seductive charm.

Gently licking the thin lips of the other person, occasionally nibbling, occasionally sucking, it seemed like playing around.

[MC's good impression of Qi Yan +5, current good impression: 5]

"You--!" She forcefully pushed him away, and Pu Yangzheng frowned, staring at Qi Yan with a hint of unusual blush on his cheeks.

"General, do not trust the emperor too much," Qi Yan said, ignoring Puyang Zheng's disapproval. He turned around and sat on the side, leisurely pouring himself a cup of tea and taking a casual sip.

Pu Yangzheng trusted the emperor excessively, to the point of being overly devoted.

But will the emperor trust him equally? Ha, it's simply a joke.

A family that holds military power for generations will only make the emperor suspicious and wary.

"You, this is..."

"I am tired today, General. Please leave," Qi Yan licked his lips, without looking up at him. "If the General trusts me, then we will have another chance. But if not, today's events and discussions will be forgotten."

Without showing any mercy, he sent the guest away, leaving Pu Yangzheng with a cold expression on his face. However, his words were ambiguous, making them unreliable but revealing a hint of danger. Pu Yangzheng lowered his head, pondered for a moment, and ultimately bid his farewell with a respectful gesture.

After Puyang Zheng left, the room fell into silence.

Qi Yan sat drinking tea, as if there had never been anyone else in the room, only himself, quietly savoring his tea.

After a long while, a gentle breeze floated by, dispersing the heat that filled the room.

"Come out and give me today's news."

A person suddenly jumped down from the ceiling beam. He was dressed in a black martial arts suit, revealing a strong and muscular physique.

Walking over with a mocking smile, the man's purple eyes emitted an evil glow that was unlike that of an ordinary person—more like that of a demon.

"Are you really interested in that general?" The man lightly lifted Qi Yan's chin, slowly approaching until they were only one finger's distance apart.

"This has nothing to do with you." Qi Yan raised an eyebrow and impolitely brushed aside his hand.

"How can it have nothing to do with me? I am the rival in love with that general..."

"Love rival?" Qi Yan chuckled and said, "If you and he are love rivals, then I would definitely choose him."

The man's face was filled with a smile, but he said, "I'm truly heartbroken."

Upon hearing these words, Qi Yan raised an eyebrow slightly and ignored him.