"Young Marquis, get up, quickly. It's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up groggily. He felt a chill all over, while a fierce wind howled outside, leaving him thoroughly puzzled.
"Oh, Young Marquis, how could you be so muddleheaded? We're in the army camp. It's time for the two of us to stand watch. If we don't get up, we'll face military punishment. Even the old Marquis can't protect you now."
"What?"
Qin Hu opened his eyes and saw that he was inside a tent, with a young soldier in leather armor standing before him.
Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck him. A massive flood of information poured 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 most notorious young scoundrels!
And this era, known as 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 disliked studying and martial arts, cared only for play, food, drink, and pleasure, and ran rampant through the capital.
Once 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 of a distinguished family, graceful on the outside and wise within.
This Qin Hu was vicious and cruel to everyone else, yet before this flower-like fiancée of