After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

Song Huiling's heart was slightly moved, but soon calmed down. Sadness was still in her eyes. She struggled to break free from He Zhan's arms without being stopped.

After standing still, he heard He Zhan instruct his men, "I'm going back home. Please ask for half a day off for me."

"Yes, General He." The subordinate clasped his fists and left after receiving the order.

Song Huiling was puzzled and asked, "Don't I need to go in person to ask for leave?"

He Zhan remained calm: "It's okay, I have something important to do."

Song Huiling didn't know what his important business was, and followed him to a mansion that looked like a government office.

After waiting at the door for a while, she saw He Zhan coming out of the mansion and throwing her a small, gray and old cloth bag.

"What is this?" Song Huiling asked while murmured as she weighed the slightly heavy cloth bag. She opened the bag curiously. After seeing what was inside, she was startled and suddenly looked up at He Zhan.

"I've advanced you half a year's military pay. Just go buy whatever you want to eat." He Zhan's tone was calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all.

It was at that time when she was short of money, so Song Huiling would not refuse. The corners of her mouth were raised, the corners of her eyes were curved, and the joy in her heart was all shown on her face.

In modern times, it is about what it feels like to have a handsome husband who is willing to hand over his salary to you. Of course it is great.

Song Huiling looked at He Zhan with a little more joy in his eyes. Even though he was a villain, he was not so hateful.

Being stared at by a burning gaze, He Zhan's breathing remained normal, but he clearly felt his heartbeat become a little irregular.

"You are easily satisfied when you see money." He Zhan sneered. His tone was not pleasant to the ear, but it did not affect Song Huiling's good mood.

She is a pragmatist who always looks at what others do rather than what they say.

She has seen many men who are good at sweet talk. Most of them are giants who make big promises with their words but dwarfs in their actions. There are not many honest people like He Zhan.

The first thing to do when you have money is of course to go shopping. He Zhan's words gave Song Huiling a new idea. He should continue the food business, but he had to do it in a different place.

Qianzhong is mountainous, with dangerous terrain and inconvenient transportation, and is jokingly called a place not fought over by military strategists. However, Song Huiling did not feel much about it. Although life in ancient times was far inferior to modern ones, Qingyuan County should be ranked among the most prosperous in Dayan. At least after a round of shopping, she found everything she wanted to buy.

He Zhan's military pay was not much, only twelve taels of silver in total for half a year. There were too many things to buy, so Song Huiling did not dare to squander them. He resisted the urge to have a big meal in the city and only spent ten cents to buy buns and soy milk. After eating with He Zhan, he started shopping.

She spent three taels and six cents of silver to buy fifty kilograms of water-ground glutinous rice flour, twenty kilograms of pork fat, ten kilograms of vegetable oil, thirty kilograms of peanuts, twenty kilograms of walnut kernels, ten kilograms of black crispy sesame, five kilograms of white sesame, and twenty kilograms of white sugar. She spent one tael of silver to buy two large earthen jars with lids and an earthenware pot, and two taels and four cents of silver to buy a pig's leg bone, three kilograms of lean pork, a handful of pea tips, a handful of peanuts, a pound of chili powder, a finger of green onions, and various seasonings.

There were too many items to carry by He Zhan alone, so he borrowed a wheelbarrow from the army and was able to carry everything.

This time, seven taels of silver were spent, which was equivalent to He Zhan's military pay for three and a half months. Song Huiling suddenly felt a little guilty. Would this man feel sorry for her and think she was a spendthrift?

She secretly glanced at He Zhan who was pushing the wheelbarrow forward, but didn't see much emotion, so she simply pretended to ask, "Isn't it a bit too much?"

Hearing this, He Zhan looked down at the carts piled up like a small hill, and seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, he looked up at Song Huiling and asked in a serious and non-joking manner, "How long will these things last you?"

Song Huiling was stunned for a moment, then slowly realized what He Zhan meant. Her cheeks suddenly turned red and she silently turned her face away. Was he dissatisfied with her eating too much?

However, He Zhan fell into deeper contemplation. It was very difficult to support Song Huiling. What would happen if the half-year military pay ran out? It seemed that he would have to take on more dangerous and urgent military duties in the future. He would be rewarded with silver if he made military achievements.

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Since he had made up his mind to do business, he had to prepare all the necessary tools. Song Huiling found a blacksmith in the city and drew a blueprint on the spot. It was the first time for the other party to see the things on the blueprint. It looked a bit strange, but it was not difficult to make. He took three taels of silver from Song Huiling and agreed to pick it up in two days.

He Zhan picked up the two drawings and examined them repeatedly, but he could not figure out what the things on them that looked like a barrel but were not a barrel, and looked like a spear but were not a spear were. Finally, he could not help but ask curiously, "What is this?"

"Secret." Song Huiling put his index finger to his lips and said with a slight curve in his eyes, "Secrecy makes success, disclosure makes failure, I can't tell you right now."

"Just don't do anything murderous or arson-like." He Zhan responded calmly and didn't ask any more questions. However, he couldn't help but observe Song Huiling carefully in secret.

She was discussing the details with the blacksmith. Her tone was neither humble nor arrogant, but graceful and generous. There was a slight smile at the corners of her lips. She was very friendly, which made people feel comfortable.

This woman is really strange. She was on the verge of death half a month ago, but now she has become so lively. Even though her face is still sickly and pale, it can't conceal the vitality that is blooming from the inside out.

He Zhan glanced at Song Huiling's profile. Her eyelashes fluttered lightly like butterfly wings, her nose was small and shiny, and a faint light and shadow enveloped her, as beautiful as the scenery under the spring sun. He was a little dazed for a moment, until Song Huiling finished talking with the blacksmith, he slowly withdrew his gaze.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, there were less than two taels of silver left. He Zhan thought Song Huiling would keep it for emergency use, but she actually used the remaining money to go to the coal mine and buy a bunch of coal powder that no one wanted.

The twelve taels of silver were spent till there was not a penny left, but He Zhan didn't feel bad. He was not at home often, and his mother was weak in character. It was good enough that he could use money to make Song Huiling behave herself.

The shopping took most of the day and before they knew it, it was already past 3 p.m. The days were getting longer in spring and although the sky was getting darker, it was still bright. Song Huiling suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to tell Yang that she was going out. Yang must have gone home by now and would probably go crazy if she found out she was not there.

He had originally planned to wait for the servant who helped transport the coal to load the coal powder before leaving together, but now he had no choice but to give him the address and ask them to deliver it later. He Zhan was a military leader after all, and the people from the coal mine would not dare to refuse to pay easily.

It was fine if she walked slowly, but once she walked in a hurry, Song Huiling's chest would ache from time to time. Today, the car had been bumpy for quite a while, and she unexpectedly coughed up blood. Her legs went weak and she was about to fall to the ground. Fortunately, He Zhan was quick to use his hand to push the cart and hold her.

He Zhan secured the cart, squatted down, patted his shoulder, and said to Song Huiling, "Get on."

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