"Young Marquis, hurry and get up. It's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling a chill over his body while a fierce wind howled outside. A wave of confusion immediately rose in his heart.
"Oh, Young Marquis, how can you be so muddleheaded? We're in the military camp. It's our shift to stand watch. If we don't get up, we'll be punished under military law. Even the old marquis can't protect you now."
"What?"
Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was in a tent. Before him stood an ordinary soldier clad in leather armor.
Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck. A massive flood of information surged into his mind, and a few seconds later, he knew that he had transmigrated.
He had gone from a modern special forces soldier to a young marquis also named Qin Hu—the leader of the capital's seven notorious young rakes!
And this era, called the Great Yu Dynasty, had never existed in history at all.
Qin Hu's ancestors had been among the four dukes and twenty-eight marquises who founded Great Yu. Three months ago, his father had died of illness, and Qin Hu had inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.
Qin Hu had been spoiled rotten by his parents since childhood. He did not like studying or martial arts, caring only for play, food, drink, pleasure, and throwing his weight around in the capital.
Once he grew older, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage for him. The girl was the eldest daughter of Duke Chen's household, named Chen Ruoli—a noble lady, graceful without and wise within.
This Qin Hu was vicious and cruel toward everyone else, yet before this fiancée as