Announcement of joyful news from the front line! The commander Qi Qing won a great victory and made great achievements, and he was promoted to the youngest marshal of the empire!
At the moment of national celebration, as a fateful foe of Qi Qing, Ji Xingjue glanced at the experimental project fully funded by the military, and the beeping in his heart: switch out.
People from all over the empire were waiting to see Ji Xingjue’s jokes.
Unexpectedly, Qi Qing came to his front door: Want funds for next year? Come here.
Holding the tragic mood of being exposed to the wilderness, Ji Xingjue followed Qi Qing to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Ji Xingjue:?
Qi Qing: The handwriting is more attractive.
Ji Xingjue: …?
People in the Imperial Capital who are eating melon seeds:????
Ji Xingjue, who was forcibly married: I gave my life to science.
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People of the Imperial Capital: This must be a unique kind of revenge!
Ji Xingjue, who was at his last gasp: I never thought of being retaliated like this.
The marshal raised his eyebrows calmly: It’s very simple, either “live” or die.
