After I Heard the Undercover Agent's Little Sidekick's Thoughts

Yu Zhaoye began leading troops into battle at the age of twenty. He had drunk in the wind and blood among piles of corpses, yet had never been cheated or deceived.

He never expected that, despite his glorious reputation, he would not die on the battlefield. Instead, after leaving the front lines, he would fall into the hands of a little brat who hadn't even finished growing his first hairs.

Fang Xinzhu was a complete bastard. He came from an enemy kingdom as a spy, and in the depths of winter, in a military tent, he raped Yu Zhaoye and then killed him.

He also stole the army's supply and troop-route defense maps, leading to a crushing defeat for the Qi army and the loss of two cities.

That vicious traitor deserved to be torn apart by five horses!

Yu Zhaoye was no gentleman. Ten years was too long to wait for revenge, so on the very night he was killed, he was reborn on the day the bastard first entered the camp.

At the time, Fang Xinzhu was only seventeen. His entire family had just been killed, and when he was thrown into Yu Zhaoye's tent begging for shelter, he wept pitifully, his face streaked with tears.

Yu Zhaoye hated him so much his teeth ached. He wanted to chop the bastard into a thousand pieces. But when he looked up, he saw the guy wiping away tears while staring at his open sleeping robe and swallowing. He was even thinking, "This fearsome guy actually has... eight-pack abs!"

Yu Zhaoye: "..."

What a shameless pervert!

A little scene:

Gradually, Yu Zhaoye realized that Fang Xinzhu seemed to have nothing in his head apart from food and his filthy thoughts about Yu Zhaoye. He was completely unsuited to being a spy.

So, while discussing military operations with the front lines, Yu Zhaoye deliberately kept him behind to see if the bastard really had something wrong with his head.

When they discussed the time and number of troops to send out:

Fang Xinzhu: It's so cold. In this weather, you should be curled up under the covers, sharing food and falling in love with your partner.

When they discussed battle plans and routes:

Fang Xinzhu: I'm so hungry. I hear the capital has lots of delicious food: Dongpo pork at Chunhua House, imperial concubine chicken at Yunxiang Studio, and osmanthus wine at Junzi Terrace. I'm drooling...

When they discussed attacking Wu, the very kingdom that had sent him to spy:

Fang Xinzhu stared at the pastries on the table and licked his lips. How much longer are they going to talk? If I sneak a piece, surely no one will notice?

Yu Zhaoye finally lost his patience and smacked him on the head. "Eat, eat, eat. All you ever think about is food. Are you a pig?"

"??" Fang Xinzhu dropped to his knees, sobbing. "General, I... I was wrong..."

But inside he was cursing furiously: Yu Zhaoye! You murderous bastard! I haven't even had any yet!

"..."

Yu Zhaoye kicked him off the carriage along with the pastries.

That damn bastard. One of these days, I'm going to kill him!

Later, Yu Zhaoye became a dog. He went at him day and night, but still couldn't kill him.

A foul-mouthed, short-tempered general with a strong possessive streak, the top X An inwardly lecherous, outwardly different, food-loving, tearful little sidekick, the bottom

P.S.:

The top is older, with an eight-year age gap.

The bottom's soul transmigrated into another body, and he has amnesia. He has always been gay. The top was straight before and after being reborn: the first time he was forced, and the second time he was bent.

The top picks on an honest person in the early chapters, but he's only sharp-tongued and never goes too far in his actions.

The setting is fictional, not a political power struggle. There are countless original details. It's a silly, lighthearted story. Thanks for reading.

Blurb written on May 15, 2025.

Theme: Eat delicious food, love the one you want.