"Young Marquis, hurry and get up. It's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up groggily. He felt chilled to the bone, while a fierce wind howled outside, leaving him thoroughly puzzled.
"Oh, Young Marquis, how could you be so muddled? We're in the military camp. It's time for the two of us 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 found himself inside a tent. Before him stood a young soldier clad in leather armor.
Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache struck. An enormous torrent of information flooded into his mind, and a few seconds later, he knew 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, known as the Great Yu Dynasty, had never existed in history.
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. Qin Hu inherited the title and became the new Champion Marquis.
Qin Hu had been spoiled by his parents from childhood. He did not like studying or martial arts, caring only for play, food, drink, and pleasure as he ran rampant through the capital.
Once he had grown up, 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 lady from a distinguished family, graceful outwardly and wise within.
This Qin Hu was vicious toward everyone else, yet he was utterly obedient to this beautiful fiancée of his, treasuring