Dressed as a General's Pampered Wife

The two sat in the carriage and got very close to each other. Ion Yuan closed his eyes and rested his mind. Tang Anle was bored and swayed from side to side with the bumps of the carriage, like a tumbler.

"Tang Anle, sit down."

"This carriage is so bumpy... I can't control myself, and it hurts my ass."

Ion Yuan opened his eyes, squinted at him, wrapped his arms around his waist with a calm expression, and exerted a sudden force.

"Hiss!" Tang Anle gasped, and was caught off guard by Ion Yuan and sat on his lap.

"Are you satisfied now?" Ion Yuan had a smirk on his lips.

Since you want him to protect him, you must protect him in every way.

Although it is good to sit like this, the posture is too ambiguous, "Then what, Ion Yuan, let me go down."

Ion Yuan didn't speak, just closed his eyes again, Tang Anle secretly looked at him, saw that he didn't move, twisted his body and was about to sit back.

"Don't move, just sit like this, last night you tossed me so much that I couldn't sleep well, this time you will be my warm pillow." Ion Yuan tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, suppressing him .

This, this ion abyss, do you want to make people think a little more by talking!

He just fell asleep!

The two hugged and sat down, and they reached the gate of the palace steadily.

Ion Yuan opened his eyes, his eyes were clear, as if he was just taking a nap just now.

"General, here we are."

Tang Anle made a gesture to come down, but Ziyuan stretched one hand over his knees and the other to protect his waist, bent down and carried him off the carriage.

The expressionless face of Yingda who was driving seemed to have a crack when he saw this scene.

Tang Anle was also dumbfounded. After standing still, he touched his forehead, "Li, Ion Yuan, are you sick?"

"Ma'am, shouldn't I take care of you for my husband?" Ion Yuan smiled faintly, pulled his hand down and held it tightly.

Tang Anle suddenly got goosebumps, what kind of operation is this?

"General Li, Madam Li, Your Majesty is waiting for you two in the palace, please come with this old servant." The old eunuch who came out from the vermilion palace gate saluted Ion Yuan and Tang Anle with a smile on his face.

"Eunuch Li, there is no need to perform such a great gift." Ion Yuan respectfully helped him up.

"The relationship between the general and his wife is very good. His Majesty invited the two of them to meet him. He must be very happy to see this."

"Your Majesty's gift of marriage must be excellent." Ion Yuan replied flatly, and led him into the unfathomable imperial palace.

It turned out to be a show for others, Tang Anle was inexplicably disappointed, so he could only scratch Ion Yuan's palm with his nails bitterly.

The winding palace road made Tang Anle dizzy, and when he arrived at the resplendent and classical palace, he suddenly felt a little uneasy, and his mind couldn't help but run quickly, thinking about the next plot in the book.

But the more anxious he was, the more useless he was. He only read the beginning, and he had no idea how the book would develop.

"The emperor is waiting inside, the general and his wife can just go in." Eunuch Li bowed his waist and said.

Tang Anle couldn't help frowning, and stopped in front of her, with cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

Ion Yuan glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and whispered in his ear, "Just follow me."

"Hmm." Tang Anle's nervous hands trembled a few times, and he moved in small steps, almost sticking himself against Ion Yuan's back.

The corners of Ion Yuan's mouth curled up slightly, and the feeling of being relied on by this little man seemed to be pretty good.

In the center of the palace is a vase of four goats ring-shaped tripods, with thin white smoke curling up.

Tang Anle wrinkled her nose and sniffed, frowning in disgust.

"Greetings to the Emperor." Ion Yuan dragged Tang Anle to pay respects. He has made great achievements, and he has already avoided kneeling and bowing. He even brought Tang Anle along with him.

"General Li is here," a weak and clear male voice sounded, and there was still some echo in Nuo Da's palace.

Tang Anle shook, and bowed. He raised his eyes and peeked at the emperor in the golden dragon robe who turned around before the desk. He was taken aback. He thought the emperor would be a majestic man with a beard. The old man, I didn't expect to be a young man of the same age as Ion Yuan.

"The last general came here with his wife to thank His Majesty for the gift of marriage." Ion Yuan said in a neutral tone.

Mu Shaohong, whose face was slightly pale, paused his hand holding the brush when he heard this, and the dripping ink ruined the newly written calligraphy and painting on the rice paper, and suddenly coughed a few times, "Ahem..."

"General and... Mr. Tang, please sit down," Mu Shaohong pressed the corner of his mouth and said sickly.

Ion Yuan was also polite, and pulled him to sit on the sandalwood chair next to the desk.

Mu Shaohong looked at the hands held by the two, frowned, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "This is the first time I've seen Mr. Tang. The prime minister has indeed taught Mr. Tang to be a good-looking talent."

Tang Anle froze, he didn't even know what the prime minister looked like?

"Returning to the emperor, Madam looks very good, but Madam has been fostered outside since she was a child, and she should not have the grace of education with the prime minister." Ion Yuan said leisurely.

Tang Anle was taken aback, why didn't he know?That's right, Ion Yuan checked the past background of the original owner, so he said that he understands medicine, didn't he know that he was lying to him?

Mu Shaohong froze, seeing Ion Yuan's expression was very bad, he hesitated to speak, and finally he could only say with a smile, "The general and Mr. Tang are just married for one day, and the relationship is very good, but the general is in this capital. Remember, the court is not comparable to the outside of the northern border, and the heart of defense must reach out to the people around you."

Ion Yuan frowned, and looked at Mu Shaohong who looked sickly in front of the desk, what does this mean?

Tang Anle was married to the prime minister's son, in other words, he was someone from the emperor's side, but why did it sound like he was reminding him of something?

"Your majesty is joking, everyone in this world can be guarded against, but the person next to the pillow doesn't need to be guarded. If so, that day would be too boring," said Ion Yuan. His appearance of trusting Tang Anle was not exactly what they wanted. ?

Yesterday the assassin assassinated and ordered Tang Anle to assassinate him, but today he and Tang Anle are sitting in the palace in harmony, and he doesn't know how they will feel.

"I have read the holy book together for more than ten years, but I don't know that General Li is a man of iron blood and tenderness, very good..." Mu Shaohong smiled bitterly, and his tone weakened, "Eunuch Li, take the clear water that the Queen Mother brought the day before yesterday. Bring the spring soak."

Soon, a teacup with the aroma of tea was handed over.

"The empress dowager specially sent it, and it is produced once every three years. You two should try it too." Mu Shaohong took the tea cup, put it to his mouth and took a few sips, looking at the two of them.

Tang Anle was already thirsty, picked up the teacup and was about to put it to his mouth, the aroma of the tea overflowed to his nose, Tang Anle paused suddenly, his face was ugly, he didn't know whether to drink or not, his eyes turned to Ion Yuan for help.

Ion Yuan looked at him sideways, and said with usual expression, "Your Majesty, we got married yesterday, Madam was exhausted, and I haven't eaten this morning, so I don't want to drink tea for now."

Tang Anle shook his hands, and the tea in the teacup spilled out, burning the back of his palms red.