"Young Marquis, hurry and get up. It's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling chilled to the bone. Outside, the wind howled fiercely, and a wave of bewilderment rose within him.
"Oh, Young Marquis, how can you be so muddleheaded? We're in the military camp. It's our turn to stand watch at this hour. If we don't get up, we'll be dealt with under military law. Even the Old Marquis can't protect you now."
"What?"
Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was inside a tent. Before him stood a small 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 several 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 foremost 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 inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.
Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents since childhood. He did not care for studying or martial arts, indulging only in play, food, drink, and pleasure, running rampant through the capital.
When he grew older, his family wanted him to settle down, so they arranged a marriage for him. The bride was the eldest daughter of Duke Chen's household, Chen Ruoli—a refined young lady from a distinguished family, beautiful on the outside and wise within.
This Qin Hu was vicious and cruel toward everyone else, yet before