After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The weather is gradually getting hotter, and there is no need for heavy coats anymore, mainly light and thin clothes, which makes Li Yucheng's main Jiangnan silk shop make a fortune, rushing to buy soft, comfortable and breathable fabrics.

In the evening, Yin Pinglu took the time to come to the General's Mansion, just in time to meet Zhao Yelan who had just returned from the Imperial Academy, and checked the accounts with him.

The two were talking about business in the study, but it was very lively outside, Zuo Ran and He Cuizhang were competing in the courtyard.

Yan Mingting was lying on the reclining chair, staggeringly watching them fight, holding a bunch of grapes in his hand, saying a few words from time to time, quite enjoying it.

According to Yan Mingting's words, if he stayed in the mansion every day, he would really have to spend a lot of time.

Zhao Yelan first found Mrs. Tan to chat with him to relieve boredom, but the old lady was so fond of gossiping that she almost led Yan Mingting astray. Zhao Yelan had no choice but to invite the old lady back to the back mountain, and invited a storyteller to come to the mansion to tell a play.

When he heard the scene of Zhao Zilong entering and exiting Changbanpo seven times and seven times, Yan Mingting waved his hands, saying that he did not speak well enough, so he took the Xingmu from his hand, put it on the table, and babbled to the storyteller spoke up.

As soon as Zhao Yelan returned to the mansion, he saw the storyteller and a group of servants squatting in the courtyard, listening to Yan Mingting vividly telling stories on the battlefield. It was so ups and downs and exciting that even he couldn't help but stop and listen After a while, at night, I was still asking what happened next.

But instead of giving the storyteller free money, he asked the storyteller to listen to the truth of the story, so he replaced a young storyteller, a little girl.

What this time tells is not the blood on the battlefield, but an emotional story that moves heaven and earth, but Yan Mingting is fascinated by it, addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

As a result, Zhao Yelan looked at him a few more times, and he said, "Man, put away your dirty little thoughts."

Zhao Yelan patted him, and he said: "Do you know who you are photographing? It is a famous general, a man favored by heaven. No one has ever dared to treat me like this. You are the first one. Very good, I'll make you pay for it."

"..." Zhao Yelan pulled his ears, and he smiled evilly: "Hehehe, man, are you using this method to attract my attention? Very good, you succeeded. Next, I'm going to kiss you."

Zhao Yelan slapped him across the face.

Unfortunately, the female storyteller was also fired.

Fortunately, Yan Mingting's body has recovered well, he eats a lot, and gradually gained weight, and is no longer as thin as he was at the beginning. Now Yan Mingting finally dared to look in the mirror. He was so ugly that he couldn't bear to look at it, but Zhao Yelan still insisted on it. This feeling is really moving, and he must be forced to kiss him.

Zhao Yelan: "Get out of here." Is the aftereffect of listening to an opera still so severe?

Today happened to be that He Cuizhang came to talk to Yan Mingting about some serious business, and after the talk, he bumped into Zuo Ran who accompanied Yin Pinglu, and the three of them were chatting outside, Yan Mingting looked around, and suddenly said: "Let's compete."

Two people: "Why do you want to compete all of a sudden?"

"I haven't supervised you for a long time, I want to see how you are doing now." Yan Mingting said without changing his face.

It's called an inspection, but it's actually a show.

After the two stopped, he put down the grapes and wiped his hands: "Zuo Ran has made progress, you can put less water in Cuizhang next time."

Zuo Ran refused to admit defeat and said, "It's because I have memorized too many books recently, which has delayed my practice time."

While talking, the two people in the study came out, Zhao Yelan said: "It's getting dark, let's go eat first."

As soon as they sat down at the table, Li Yucheng rushed in excitedly, shouting, "Zhao Yelan, I've thought of a way to make money again! See if it works!"

As he spoke, he squeezed towards Zhao Yelan, but Yan Mingting squeezed him away with one hand: "Go, go, don't you know if you don't eat or sleep, don't you know? Let's talk after eating."

Li Yucheng pouted, and secretly winked at Zhao Yelan, signaling him to take care of this guy.

A smile flashed across Zhao Yelan's eyes, and he said, "Let's eat your meal."

Li Yucheng: "..." It's not hard work, life is hard.

In June, after the doctor's examination, after confirming that he had fully recovered, the first thing Yan Mingting did was to rush to the school grounds to exercise his muscles and bones, and then went to the Imperial Academy to pick up Zhao Yelan and go home.

"Is it really all right?" Zhao Yelan confirmed again and again.

"No more!" Yan Mingting patted his chest, "Don't worry, I just came back from the school grounds, although I was close to catching up before, after all I haven't been active for a long time, but I can catch up with practice."

"That's good." Zhao Yelan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart finally fell.

At night, the two were lying on the bed chatting, Zhao Yelan yawned several times, but insisted on not sleeping.

"Since we don't want to sleep, let's do something else."

"What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Yan Mingting turned over, put his hands on his sides, looked down at him, and smiled, "Is that okay?"

"..."

Since Yan Mingting recuperated from detoxification, the two of them didn't do that anymore, mainly because Zhao Yelan was afraid that something might go wrong that would delay his recovery, and it was strictly forbidden to be pure-hearted and ascetic.

At the moment, it seems that he has completely recovered, and his vitality is unbelievable.

Of course, he is not a monk, so he will naturally have needs, so even though he knew that Yan Mingting was asking knowingly, he still proudly replied: "Yes."

"What can you do?" Yan Mingting asked again with a smile.

"What nonsense." Zhao Yelan pinched his chin, raised his head and kissed him.

Breathing heavily, Zhao Yelan vaguely heard the sound of clappers being beaten outside, pushed the person away a little, stroked Yan Mingting's cheek, his chest rose and fell slightly, and asked pantingly, "What time is it?"

"June thirteenth, it's midnight." Yan Mingting's eyes brightened.

Zhao Yelan looked at him, eyebrows and eyes slightly curved: "Fangli, happy birthday."

"Well. This year's birthday wish is still the same as last year. We will spend every birthday together in the future."

"Hmmmmm!"

In the early morning, the sun shone into the house, Zhao Yelan was already fully dressed, and after eating longevity noodles with Yan Mingting, the guests came.

Not only friends, but also many colleagues. When everyone heard that Yan Mingting had recovered, they all came to visit and celebrate his birthday.

This time, Yan Mingting couldn't refuse their kindness again, and they got to know each other a lot after getting along for a year, so they set up a banquet and it was very lively.

It lasted until the afternoon, and the General's Mansion was extremely lively. Yan Mingting was busy greeting the guests, but suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Zhao Yelan for a while, so he went to Butler Tan and asked where he was.

Butler Tan whispered back to him: "Didn't the guests all bring gifts? My lord is going to check the gifts."

"..."

Thinking of something, Yan Mingting let out a chuckle, as if he saw the person who was obsessed with gift money on the wedding night in the bridal chamber again.

The guests gradually dispersed, Yan Mingting sent them out of the gate one by one, then turned to look for Zhao Yelan, but found no one, and turned to the warehouse, still without a trace, asked: "Where did he go again?"

Butler Tan thought for a while, and said, "He and Xiao Gao seem to have gone to Zhao's Mansion."

"Zhao Mansion?"

At this time, the Zhao Mansion was much deserted than in previous years, and there were only a few servants cleaning and maintaining it on weekdays.

When Zhao Yelan stepped into this mansion again, he felt as if he had passed away. Looking at the elaborate rockery and flowing water, he felt less angry. He should add a chicken coop or a fish pond to make it more lively.

He was amused by his own thoughts, and returned to his previous bedroom, which was still clean and tidy. After looking around, he sat down by the window, admiring the scenery in the courtyard, until Yan Mingting appeared in his sight.

Yan Mingting also wore ocher clothes today, which Zhao Yelan chose for him. He had a similar dress, which he wore on the other party's birthday last year, and Yan Mingting liked it very much, so Zhao Yelan went to make it for him as well, and he didn't wear it until today.

This person usually only wears black and silver clothes, but he suddenly changed into brighter clothes, and he was able to hold back, showing an even more ostentatious air.

However, Yan Mingting still wore a more dazzling color, the vermilion wedding gown, Zhao Yelan's eyes lit up at first sight, as if it touched his heart at that time.

"Look at that flower, it rained heavily last year, and it almost wilted. I thought it withered." Zhao Yelan pointed to the flower outside the window after he approached.

"He looks pretty good now." Yan Mingting said.

"Yeah, unexpectedly strong." Zhao Yelan smiled to himself, remembering the moment when he just received the imperial decree of marriage, when he compared flowers to himself in the rainstorm, he felt that he was dying, and he never expected to push them away. Clouds see the sky.

Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered another thing, and asked: "At that time, I asked Xiao Gao to send you some residual flowers and broken willows, did you receive them?"

"Received." Mentioning this, Yan Mingting was still a little moved, "I have received your wish."

Zhao Yelan looked bewildered: "What do you mean?"

"Falling flowers are interested, fold willows to express love." Yan Mingting said.

"...?"

Zhao Yelan looked at him slowly, why didn't I know there was such a meaning?

No wonder this guy was so confident when he first got married, it turned out that he would have made a mistake a long time ago.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a sound of rummaging through boxes and boxes. He turned his head and saw Yan Mingting was looking around at his bedroom.

"It's the first time I've come to this room." Yan Mingting said curiously, and then found that there were a few sachets stored in this room, and as soon as he picked them up, he smelled Jiang Li, and immediately threw them out, General The one in the mansion was also thrown out by him a few days ago.

Zhao Yelan smiled helplessly: "Do you know why I was wearing Jiangli when I got married?"

"Why?"

"I just thought, if you are an ugly monster and have bad conduct, I will simply poison you to death first, and at worst, you will be destroyed."

"Hey!" Yan Mingting patted his chest in fear, "Fortunately, I'm handsome and family-friendly."

Zhao Yelan walked out of the bedroom, stepping on the bluestone slab step by step, thinking back to last spring, when he was walking on this road in his wedding dress, there was nothing but a bright red in front of his eyes, but the road under his feet, he didn't know what obstacles and difficulties would appear in front of him. I don't know where it will end up.

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and landed in the center of his field of vision, and he took that big hand without thinking.

"Your mansion is really elegant." Yan Mingting looked around.

Just a little less human.

Zhao Yelan had only lived in the Zhao Mansion for a few years, and usually he hardly chatted with the servants, and he had a cold appearance every day, not many friends came to visit, which made him even more quiet and desolate.

The two walked outside the gate, Zhao Yelan sat in the sedan chair, and Yan Mingting followed.

After a long while, Zhao Yelan opened the curtain and took a look outside. Someone spotted him, smiled at him, and continued to do business.

"Last year, when I was sitting in a wedding sedan chair, many people scolded me on the road." Zhao Yelan said.

Yan Mingting was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized that this road was the road the other party walked when they got married, and said, "It won't happen now."

"Of course, I was scolding you in my heart." Zhao Yelan smiled.

"Actually, I also..."

Zhao Yelan looked at him abruptly.

"Actually, I don't know what to say!" Yan Mingting immediately changed his words, raised his hands halfway in the air, and made a gesture of surrender, "I was waiting for your sedan chair in the mansion, and I was full of guesses about your growth. What does it look like, can we still recognize each other?"

Zhao Yelan put away his eyes that seemed to kill people, calmly said: "And then?"

"Then I realized that the longer you are, the more beautiful you are. I recognized you at a glance, but it's a pity that you didn't recognize me."

"You're lucky that I didn't recognize you, if you still look like you when you were young..."

"Forget, forget, forget about my ugly face!"

The sedan chair slowly returned to the General's Mansion, Yan Mingting got out of the sedan chair, and then stretched his hand into the curtain. The familiar scene made Zhao Yelan slightly stunned, and immediately hooked the corners of his mouth.

Compared with last year's hand, this year's hand has a few scars. Zhao Yelan held it, and he led him into the door, and asked: "I was wearing a hijab and couldn't see other people. Did the guests see our jokes?" of?"

"To be honest, they were all here to see our jokes." Yan Mingting sighed, "I wish I could grab your hijab and cover it up, but I can't. As the master, I want to be dignified."

"..."

The dinner in the mansion has been prepared, it is very sumptuous, the two of them went back to their room after eating.

Zhao Yelan took out his gift, a peace talisman.

"You don't have to worry about food and clothing, and you don't have to worry about food and clothing. After much deliberation, I still want to give you health."

Zhao Yelan hung the peace talisman on him, and said, "This is the peace talisman I asked for you last time when I went to Lingyun Temple. May you stay by my side safely in the future."

"It will." Yan Mingting solemnly touched the safety talisman, Zhao Yelan crawled all day and risked half his life to get it for him.

Zhao Yelan pressed his hand again: "Don't move."

Yan Mingting froze, and then saw him take out two concentric knot bracelets, both made of red string, and tie them around his wrists to cover up the scars.

The other was handed over to Yan Mingting, and Yan Mingting slowly put it on for him, the slender and white wrists looked even more attractive.

The two hand ropes are like the red thread of the old man, holding them together tightly, and they will always be united.

"Wait... The thing you've been working on secretly for the past few days, can't it be this?" Yan Mingting suddenly realized, "You made this up yourself?"

Zhao Yelan looked at him silently.

"Really?" Yan Mingting was amazed, picked up his hands and rubbed them together, "It's been hard work, it's really hard work on these hands, I will definitely wear them for the rest of my life!"

The two looked at each other for a long time, Yan Mingting remembered something again, went out for a while, and came back with a jug of wine in his hand, and said with a smile: "We haven't drunk our joint wine yet, why don't we make up for it today?" ?”

Two glasses of wine were placed on the table, Zhao Yelan walked over, the two picked up the glasses, wrapped their arms around each other, raised their heads, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Yelan frowned, put down his wine glass, and looked at him quietly: "What a strong wine."

Yan Mingting rolled his eyes guiltily.

"You know that I can't drink well." Zhao Yelan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Then what... I just think you are very provocative when drunk, and you will take the initiative to say a lot of love words."

"Sleep in the study room tonight." Zhao Yelan drove him out.

Not long after, Yan Mingting rushed in from the roof, kissed the blushing and sweating person, and asked in a low voice: "Mengting, who is your favorite?"

Zhao Yelan bit his lower lip, but refused to speak.

Yan Mingting liked his appearance very much, his eyes clearly showed love and desire, but he was very proud, waiting for devout believers to offer him everything.

And Yan Mingting is willing to be his only believer in this life.

"Mengting, I love you, and I live up to my heart." Yan Mingting continued to kiss him.

"Well, it's true."

Zhao Yelan caressed his cheek, his eyes were full of light, the man stood in the light all the time.

The two of them were entangled in black hair, Zhao Yelan grabbed a strand and said, "Fang Li, let's go to Baitou together."

"Okay, it's a deal."

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