This is a story about a big world within a small world, focusing on the small world and focusing on writing.
Song Jian: For the sake of my happiness, the considerate system defaulted my sexual orientation to unknown. Just as I was on my way to happiness, I once again encountered a roadblock.
"Where are you going?"
Looking at that gloomy little face, Song Jian wisely ran back to warm the bed.
Early stage:
Song Jian was originally supposed to be a bodyguard, but in the end he was suddenly raised as an ancestor, and he did the work of a "nanny": washing feet, changing clothes, and coaxing him to sleep.
"I'm here to flirt with girls (Han), not to support my ancestors."
I just kicked the footbath away from my hand, and after facing that gloomy look, I obediently picked it up again;
Later period:
Walking away from the slap in the face scene
Externally, I call you my general;
Behind the scenes, Song Jian became a perfect wife slave and did not dare to complain.
"The water for washing your feet is just right, come on."
Main cp: Song Jian (attack) V Murong Chong (receiver)
The prototype of the main subject comes from Murong Chong, the former Prince of Yan. Due to limited data, the character's personality is somewhat different, so please don't criticize him.
Concept: historical figures, war