General, the lady escaped again

Chapter 1102 Elite Troops Attacking the City (2)

When Ji Xiaomu walked out of the kitchen, she saw Xiaoya jumping and playing in the garden. When she saw Ji Xiaomu, she immediately ran over. "Mother."

"What are you doing so happily?" Ji Xiaomu asked with a smile, picked up Xiaoya and wiped the sweat off her head.

"Fetching butterflies." Xiaoya said happily, taking out a wooden doll from her arms. "Look, mother, this is what the uncle gave me."

"Did that uncle give it to you?" asked Ji Xiaomu curiously.

"I gave it to you!" A man suddenly appeared in front of Ji Xiaomu. Ji Xiaomu was startled. She looked up and saw that it was the man who was fighting with Fang Chen. She raised her eyebrows. "Are you here to see me or Fang Chen?"

"You are not afraid of me? Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The man glanced at Ji Xiaou, picked up the little girl, and asked curiously.

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Ji Xiaowu asked with a smile, and took the man to the pavilion, invited him to sit down, and poured him a cup of tea. "Sit down and talk, drink tea."

"You are really special." The man was stunned. He didn't expect that Ji Xiaomu would be so generous to invite him for tea.

"This is... forget it, I don't know what kind of tea it is, but I like it anyway." Ji Xiaomu smiled embarrassedly.

"Not bad, it should be gold leaf." The man raised an eyebrow, took a sip of tea, and replied.

"Oh, that's good! You actually know it! I can't taste it, but tea tastes the same anyway!" Ji Xiaowu smiled, looking at the scenery in the garden, and said leisurely. "I didn't expect you to like Xiaoya."

"She found me lying on the roof last night and insisted on bringing me tea." The man looked at the little girl who was playing with the little man in his arms, and the bloodthirstiness in his heart strangely calmed down.

According to his habit, he would kill anyone who saw him, but he couldn't do anything to Xiao Ya, and was taken care of by this little girl who was only three or four years old for the whole night.

"They are all children who have experienced hardships. They are so sensible that it makes people feel distressed." Ji Xiaomu glanced at Xiao Ya and told the man about their story.

"How can there be such parents in the world!" the man said with a cold face.

"Not all parents would be like this. The world is in chaos now, and they themselves may not be able to survive, let alone these children." Ji Xiaowu said slowly. "Xiao Ya is lucky to have met us, but there are so many displaced children in the world, children sold by their parents, and lost children, that it is simply impossible to count them."

"Do you want to be the queen?" The man glanced at Ji Xiaomu and raised his eyebrows.

"No." Ji Xiaowu calmly drank her tea. "Everyone says the emperor is good, and they fight to get to that position, but in my opinion, that person is the most miserable."

"You say being an emperor is hard? Hahaha, tell me about it." The man laughed. It was the first time he heard someone say that being an emperor was hard.

"Think about it! You have to attend court every day, right? You have to review memorials, right? The three thousand beauties in the harem, most of them are stuffed in by the subordinates, right? They have to sleep with each other after only seeing each other a few times, and they are forced to have offspring!" Ji Xiaowu laughed. "You have to compete with the ministers every day, and you have to manage this and that, and manage the whole world, right?"

"Isn't this the most difficult position in the world? You have to learn more than others, and you have to worry every day about being stabbed down by the people below you..." Ji Xiaowu said indifferently, "How can you do whatever you want as an emperor? That's wishful thinking."

"Hearing you say that, it's true!" The man was stunned, thought about it, and realized that it was indeed true.