Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Xuanzhu held his head high, carrying Anan and Hongze on his back, and walked slowly in front of the Imperial Street.

Behind them were Jiuling and Bian, who were also riding tall horses. Behind the four carriages were the thirty or so people who accompanied them on a daily basis.

The fact that the group temporarily formed a large team was already eye-catching. In addition, Jiuling and Bian had previously led the soldiers of the Shenji Camp for inspection. Their thunderous methods of doing what they said had already made them familiar to the people in the city. Now they followed Hongze cautiously. Passers-by stopped to watch. Although they did not dare to point fingers, they could not help whispering.

Anan got out of the carriage, but didn't want to be left out in public like this, parading with him. He couldn't open his mouth to say what he wanted to say, and he couldn't say it because he had to go back now, so he could only lower his head secretly.

"Lift your head up." He placed his hands casually on her waist and whispered in her ear.

Anan suddenly realized that he did this on purpose, and thinking of the past, she smiled knowingly and silently put her hand on his. In return, he intertwined his fingers with hers.

The convoy staggered all the way to an old house in the east of the city. Anan saw Uncle Da and his men standing respectfully at the door from afar. He was very surprised and looked up at him.

He smiled and said, "A few days after receiving your letter, Uncle Da went to Beijing to make arrangements."

"Have you read my letter?" Anan looked at him.

"Yeah." He nodded, as if he had no idea what was in it, and just smiled wider, "Uncle Da is someone my mother left behind. He usually doesn't even bother to give a word to the Earl's Mansion, but since you went to the Governor's Mansion, it seems that I can only hear your words."

Anan remembered that he was like a quail in front of Nanny Su, and couldn't help but doubt the truthfulness of what he said.

He did not refute her, but continued: "Didn't you tell him before you left that you were looking forward to my reply? Uncle Da would urge me to reply almost every day."

"So you sent Uncle Da back to Beijing because you found him annoying. It has nothing to do with me." Anan snorted and squeezed the fingers he had inserted between her fingers.

He could no longer conceal the doting smile on his face. He let her pinch his fingers, only worried that she would hurt him. He leaned close to her ear and said, "I should have brought you back with a sedan chair and given you a decent wedding, but now the queen and the eldest grandson have just passed away, and we can't arrange it within a year. Today, ride with me through the city. The elders are here too. I will compensate you for the wedding, okay?"

Seeing that he was a little nervous but very serious, Anan couldn't help wanting to tease him, so he deliberately put on a stern face and shook his head, saying, "No! If you really care about me, you won't be willing to send me away like this."

As expected, he became nervous and tightened his arms around her waist, almost pressing her whole body against his chest. The frantic heartbeat and heat coming from her back instantly made the people joking stop laughing.

He was so perceptive that her heartbeat, which was even more frantic than his, made him understand her teasing in an instant and grasp her weakness. He blew gently in her ear, hugged her tighter, lowered his head and whispered in her ear: "But I can't wait for a year, not even a day..."

At this point, he raised the corners of his mouth to reveal a wicked smile, opened his mouth and gently bit her ear bone.

Anan was both embarrassed and annoyed. She struggled for a bit, but he held her in his arms even tighter. The hot breath accompanied by the cool wind ironed her ears little by little, and finally wrapped her earlobes with moisture and heat.

"Hongze!" Anan was anxious and called him by his full name. In public, he...