My whole family was wiped out. After my rebirth, it makes sense for me to wipe out the scumbag’s who

"The border is urgent!"

"Your Majesty, please allow me to lead troops to reinforce Hulao Pass!"

Song Qinglan heard the news of the emergency at the border and immediately asked for help.

Xuan Wenheng made the right decision after thinking for a moment.

Unfortunately, on the day of departure, Song Qinglan was menstruating. The war was tense, and the soldiers had already rolled up their trousers and started to cross the river.The other side of the river was not far away, so there was no need to take a boat, but the river was bitingly cold. Song Qinglan frowned and went into the river not wanting to be held back.

After crossing the river, the group had no time to change their clothes and continued on their way dragging their dripping trousers.

Her stomach cramped, her legs and lower back ached, and she was shaking all over from the pain.

After traveling for several days, Song Qinglan's body, as strong as a calf, finally collapsed.

After arriving at Hulao Pass, Song Qinglan handed the group of troops into Xuan Wenguang's hands and collapsed.

Seeing Song Qinglan like this, Xuan Wenguang felt a sharp pain in his chest. He immediately ordered a military doctor to come over for treatment and also called in a local doctor for treatment.

The border issue has been resolved. He sent people to deliver the letter to the palace without the need for reinforcements. Calculating the time, Song Qinglan and his party were already on the way when the letter was sent, so she did not receive the news.

The military doctor knew that this was General Xiaolie who was personally appointed by His Majesty, so he did not dare to neglect Tuoda. He also admired her as a hero among women, so he was full of energy and discussed the prescription with the doctor to treat her.

After the soup was boiled, Song Qinglan refused to drink it. The maid tried all kinds of tricks, but she couldn't pour the soup in. They were all as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

Xuanwen Guangping retreated from the crowd, holding the medicine bowl with the medicine soup in his mouth, lowered his head and fed her to drink it himself.

For three consecutive days, Song Qinglan's face finally turned red, and she slowly opened her eyes in the silent night.

"Are you finally willing to wake up?"

Xuan Wenguang's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, his beard was unkempt, his appearance was unkempt, his tone was joyful, and his hanging heart was finally relieved.

"Are you always here to take care of me?" Song Qinglan asked weakly, wanting to raise her hand to touch his pale and bloodless face.

Xuan Wenguang didn't answer her words. He held her hand and put it under the quilt: "It'll be fine if you wake up."

Xuan Wenguang turned his head and took a deep breath, swallowing the unbearable sourness in his heart.He was not a fragile person, and he was used to life and death, but when he saw her lying motionless on the bed, he was really scared.

At this moment, he realized what he was thinking.

Xuan Wenguang called a military doctor to check Song Qinglan's pulse. He walked out and asked his servants to prepare pen and ink in the study and write a letter. Then, the letter was delivered to Xuan Zheng and Xuan Wenheng in the capital.

The letter contained a request for marriage from His Majesty. Xuan Wenguang had known Song Qinglan's thoughts for a long time, but at the beginning he felt that it was really hard for her to let her stay with him at the border.After meeting this time and guarding her for several days, no matter what, he would never let go.

He seemed to understand that for Song Qinglan, the harsh environment at the border did not make her feel bitter. On the contrary, it was the inability to be with the people she loved and the inability to do anything to protect the people that made her feel bitter.

In the palace, Xuan Wenheng was moved by the affection between Xuan Wenguang and Song Qinglan, and weighed the pros and cons in her heart. As long as the Song family army was not handed over to Song Qinglan, she could marry Xuan Wenguang.After discussing the matter with Xuan Zheng, he immediately summoned Song Qi into the palace.

Song Qi explained the situation of the Song family, and Xuan Wenheng felt relieved and wrote a decree. After the border was calm, the two of them would return to the capital to get married.

"The emperor decreed that King Guang is stationed at the border. He has brought peace to the border of Northern Chu for many years. He has been through life and death. He has worked hard and made outstanding achievements in war. He has granted marriage to Song Qinglan, the legitimate daughter of the Song family, and ordered her to return to Beijing to receive rewards and get married!"

The wedding is scheduled for the sixth day of next month.

When Mrs. He heard that her daughter had been granted a marriage by His Majesty, she paced back and forth happily. Her daughter was finally married and had not become an old girl.

But, to marry Prince Guang, wouldn’t that mean going to the border?

Thinking of not being able to see her daughter often in the future, Mr. He sat at the table and wiped away tears.

Song Qi came in and saw Mr. He crying and advised, "As parents, it's enough to see our children happy. Lan'er is happy to marry Prince Guang."

"Even if Lan'er marries a family in the capital, she won't be able to see her more than a few times except during holidays."

He cried and cried: "Even so, the border is thousands of miles apart!"

Song Qi tried to persuade her with kind words for a long time, but seeing that He still looked sad and sorrowful, he had to change the subject: "Lan'er will return to the capital after handling the border affairs. Do you want to prepare?"

Only then did Mrs. He realize that her daughter was coming back. She shed tears and ordered her servants to clean up the house.

A few days later, Song Qinglan and Xuan Wenguang returned to the capital together and sent people back to the Song Mansion. Xuan Wenguang did not come to visit, but found a good day and sent a lot of betrothal gifts.

In the Song Mansion, Song Qinglan chatted with Mr. He for a long time. When Mr. He saw that her daughter was genuinely happy, she accepted the marriage. What's more, His Majesty granted the marriage, and the Song Mansion did not dare to resist the decree.

"The wedding is so close, so we have to prepare wedding clothes quickly."

Xuan Wenguang prepared the clothing materials and sent them over. Song Qinglan let out a long sigh, holding the needle and thread and worrying: "I really don't want to do these things myself. I always can't do it well. I'm impatient and won't let you embroider the wedding dress." I'm going to sharpen my axe!"

"Then don't do it. Let the people in Xiufang make the wedding dress. The embroidery will be better!"

Song Qinglan thought about it for a while, but everyone said that when a woman gets married, she should embroider the wedding dress herself to be auspicious, and the husband and wife will be reunited, and they will be together for a hundred years: "Mother, I should embroider the wedding dress and hijab myself. After the embroidery is completed, , and then take it to the showroom and ask the embroiderers to help change it."

……

On her wedding day, Song Qinglan still got up early to practice kung fu.

Mr. He was helpless. An ordinary girl would be anxious and uneasy all day long when she got married. She was fully prepared. When she arrived at her daughter's place, she was still using guns and clubs early in the morning.

"Okay, stop practicing now, go take a shower and change clothes quickly, don't waste time!"

Song Qinglan responded, swung the spear, walked back to the room, pulled off her clothes, and jumped into the tub.

After she came out, the maids and women were in a hurry, and finally dressed her in wedding clothes and sent her to the main hall.

In the main hall, Xuan Wenguang and Song Qinglan stood in front of Song Qi and He.

Song Qi and He said to them: "In the future, you must help each other and move forward hand in hand."

"Father and mother, don't worry, my son-in-law will take good care of Qinglan."

Holding back her tears, He and Song Qi watched the two go out, and then went to the courtyard to receive the guests.

The capital was bustling with excitement. Xuan Wenguang's subordinates and the Sunset Army of the Song family had been waiting at the door of the Song Mansion early. Song Qinglan got on the wedding sedan, and Xuan Wenguang rode a tall horse to Prince Guang's Mansion.

People here are happily getting married, but some people are unhappy.

Countess Yongrong has heard a lot of gossip in recent days, saying that her son was not worthy of Song Qinglan in the first place, and that she spoke ill of Song Qinglan at the palace banquet because of jealousy.Now, Song Qinglan was getting married in such a glorious way. She couldn't swallow this sigh of relief. After much thought, she decided that she must not let Song Qinglan's marriage go smoothly.

Song Qinglan was sitting in the wedding sedan. As soon as the wedding sedan walked out of the street, when it reached the corner, a crazy magician appeared out of nowhere, carrying a bucket of chicken blood and poured it on Song Qinglan's wedding sedan.

Suddenly, the scene became bloody, and a strong smell of chicken blood filled the air.

The magic stick shouted loudly: "Possessed by the evil god, possessed by the evil god, everyone, please get out of the way!"

Liu'er kicked the magic stick away and glared at her.

Song Qinglan came out of the sedan, threw down the fan that was covering her face, looked around, and her eyes fell on a luxurious sedan in the corner.

Song Qinglan angrily walked to the sedan with long strides, pulled open the curtain, grabbed the middle-aged woman inside by her collar, pulled her out with force, and threw her to the ground.

"Countess Yongrong, how are you doing lately?!"

The Song Mansion treats its soldiers kindly. These old and disabled soldiers have been raised by the Song Mansion. Seeing the young master being bullied like this, 1 people must not agree.

"Young Master, as long as you give the order, we will fight for our lives even if we risk our lives!"

The Sunset Army traveled with the wedding procession, dressing up as people beating gongs and drums to protect Song Qinglan's safety. At this moment, everyone was staring angrily, pretending to go to Earl Yongrong's Mansion.

Song looked at these soldiers who were old enough to be her uncles, and her nose felt sour. She was angry, but she couldn't bring these old men down.

Xuan Wenguang, who was walking in front, stopped when he heard the movement, dismounted from his horse, walked over quickly, and after one glance, he understood what happened.

He turned to the guard and said: "The evil spirit has possessed Countess Yongrong. For the sake of Madam, please quickly find a goddess to give Madam a good life."

The guards responded and arrested Countess Yongrong.

Liu Er helped Song Qinglan get on another spare sedan, brought over a new fan, and the group set off again.

……

When they arrived at Prince Guang's Mansion, Xuan Wenguang entertained a group of guests, and Song Qinglan went back to the bedroom to rest.

In the evening, Xuan Wenguang pushed the door open and saw Song Qinglan hurriedly picking up a fan to cover her face and straightening her sitting posture. He chuckled and said, "There is no one else here. Put down the fan. You can lie down comfortably."

Xuan Wenguang came over with a wine glass in his hand: "I haven't had a drink yet!"

He helped her take off the phoenix crown on her head. Suddenly, Song Qinglan felt that her head felt much lighter, she felt refreshed and she could straighten her neck.

Song Qinglan rubbed her neck and asked curiously: "Countess Yongrong, what did you do to her?"

"I locked her in a chicken coop, poured chicken blood all over her, and let her stay with the chickens for ten days and a half. They lived together and had a good experience before letting her out."

"Hahaha……"

Song Qinglan imagined that in the chicken coop, the chickens swarmed up and scratched Countess Yongrong's face. Her screams echoed through the sky. She laughed so heartily that her stomach hurt from laughing.

Xuan Wenguang liked her unrestrained, indulgent and free look, and pulled her closer to him.Suddenly approaching, Song Qinglan suddenly became nervous. She had never been so nervous before going into battle to kill the enemy, and her hands tightly grasped the red quilt.

The candlelight flickered, and Song Qinglan, who had a shy look on her face, looked more graceful than usual.

Xuan Wenguang reached out to untie the belt around her waist and kissed her eyelids, cheeks and lips.

Seeing Song Qinglan lowering her head in embarrassment, Xuan Wenguang smiled slightly and waved out the candlelight in the room. The bedroom suddenly became dark, with only the moonlight pouring in.

It was very quiet in the yard. The two people in the house could only hear each other's heartbeats and the sound of kissing getting faster and faster.

All the clothes on Song Qinglan's body were taken off, leaving only the inner garment, but Xuan Wenguang's outer robe was still well worn. It's not that Song Qinglan didn't work hard, but it's because I don't know who tied the belt on his clothes. It’s a dead end!

Xuan Wenguang's breathing became heavier and heavier. He let go of Song Qinglan's hand and went to untie his clothes. His voice was hoarse: "It must be those people who have killed thousands of swords in the army. They delayed my wedding. I'll see tomorrow." How can I deal with them?"

Xuan Wenguang pulled off his wedding robe and pressed it on Song Qinglan's body.

After not knowing how long they had been entangled, the sky turned blue-white, and Song Qinglan fell asleep deeply in Xuan Wenguang's arms.

……

Since then, Xuan Wenguang and Song Qinglan have rectified military discipline, held military exercises, trained soldiers, and built city walls. While they were stationed at the border, the border was peaceful and the people were peaceful.