"Young Marquis, hurry and get up. It's our turn to patrol."
"Where am I?"
Qin Hu sat up groggily, feeling a chill all over. Outside, fierce winds howled, and a strange feeling immediately rose in his heart.
"Oh, Young Marquis, why are you so muddled? 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 punished 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, with a small soldier in leather armor standing before him.
Just as he was about to ask something, a splitting headache suddenly struck him. A massive torrent of information poured 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 inherited the title, becoming the new Champion Marquis.
Qin Hu had been spoiled 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 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 refined lady of a distinguished family, beautiful on the outside and wise within.
This Qin Hu was vicious and cruel toward everyone else,