After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The team traveled at night and rested during the day. After walking like this for three days, the dry food and water were almost exhausted. The people and horses had been busy running around during this time.

Zhao Yelan looked at the map and said, "We're going to Pi County soon, there will be someone there to pick us up, everyone cheer up."

"When you return to the capital, the imperial court will definitely reward you very much." Yan Mingting encouraged the morale.

Everyone looked at the endless road exhaustedly, and Yin Pinglu held on to the rein with his last breath. Zhao Yelan didn't give up too much. The whole team, even the two of them with the worst physical fitness, had reached their limit.

Yan Mingting looked down and saw that he was drowsy. He obviously only slept for a while when he was resting. He said worriedly: "Mengting, let's talk."

"What?" Zhao Yelan said weakly.

"Tell me about your childhood, I want to know what you were like when you were young?" Yan Mingting asked.

"When I was young?" Zhao Yelan looked up at the sun that was about to set in the distance. At dusk, the sun was like a salted egg yolk, reminding him of the scene when he was a child sitting in the yard watching the sunset.

"My father usually likes to recite poems and compose Fu, and he likes to read about the infinite beauty of the setting sun, but it's near dusk. My mother said, the infinite beauty of the setting sun, gruel with egg yolks, let's eat salted egg yolks tonight."

Yan Mingting couldn't help laughing: "Then do you like salted egg yolk?"

"I don't like it." Zhao Yelan twitched the corners of his mouth, "So I have to recite a theory and ten poems in exchange for the same food."

"What food did you end up switching to?"

"...Salted duck eggs."

Yan Mingting laughed out loud: "Isn't that not changed?"

"No way, there are only salted duck eggs left at home. I eat egg whites, they eat egg yolks, and they joke that I can't eat good food."

"You'll be eating a lot of good food now."

"Yes." Zhao Yelan looked far away, "I want to taste all the delicious things in the world, and wear all the beautiful clothes."

Yan Mingting nodded.

"What about you?" Zhao Yelan almost lost the strength to speak, and just wanted to hear him continue.

"Me, I was a bit naughty when I was young, and I often ran out of the capital secretly. My mother couldn't control me, so she threw me into the military camp in a fit of anger. Then I regretted it. The capital is so nice. What should I do to go to the frontier to suffer? What? I cry and make trouble, but my father just doesn't care."

Zhao Yelan thought that he was born with family and country feelings. Hearing this, a smile appeared in his eyes. It turned out that when he was a child, he didn't know what life and death were, and the righteousness of the world.

"Why are you crying?" Zhao Yelan asked curiously.

"Just play and roll, sometimes my father will call his subordinates to come to the big tent to watch how I jump up and down, it's so embarrassing." Yan Mingting sighed.

Zhao Yelan smiled slightly: "Then why did you give up and run away?"

"Because I couldn't escape at all, I just practiced hard with them, and I hope that one day I can defeat my father and all of them with my own hands, and then I can return to the capital proudly." Yan Mingting said.

"What happened later? Why did you stay in the frontier?"

"My father has a subordinate who looks big and thick. Every time I want to escape, he is responsible for catching me, but I can't win the fight. I have suffered a lot from him. Later, my father was on the front line once, But the rear camp was ambushed, and several poisonous arrows were shot at me, but I was safe because this big man blocked me. Not only him, but also several people who usually guard me strictly rushed to protect me me."

Zhao Yelan didn't feel sleepy at all, he didn't feel that his mind was confused at all, so he subconsciously held his hand.

Yan Mingting paused: "I was sitting in front of his tomb, and I was thinking, is it because I gave birth to a good baby? Born in the general's mansion, everyone treats me as a second father to respect and protect me, but I What can you do for them?"

"Do you know how important the three words Yan Mingting are in the hearts of the common people?"

Yan Mingting lowered his eyes to look at his side face, his eyelashes were like crow's feathers, fanning them to his heart one by one, he smiled and asked: "Then what's in your heart?"

Zhao Yelan remained silent.

Yan Mingting stopped asking questions and focused on watching the road. Later, he heard Zhao Yelan's hoarse but determined voice: "In the past, I only had my parents in my heart, but from now on, I will only have you alone. What do you think?"

Yan Mingting suddenly felt that death was worth it, his heart was burned by a ball of fire, it was so hot that it seemed to explode, and the flames spread to all internal organs.

"Dream Pavilion."

"Ok."

"Zhao Mengting."

"Huh?" Zhao Yelan turned around suspiciously, and the next moment greeted a stormy kiss.

He secretly rejoiced that there was some distance between him and the team behind him, perhaps no one noticed their movement. Suddenly there was a pain on his lip, Yan Mingting seemed to intend to punish him for not concentrating, this bite made Zhao Yelan bite anxiously, he bit back with vengeance, with the desire to tear apart the bones in his affection.

Without the restraint of the owner, the horse walked casually to the side, and no one reminded him of leaving the team. Zhao Yelan was worried about falling, so he hugged the opponent's waist reflexively, his neck felt sore after leaning back for a while, just as he was about to back out, the opponent bent down and pecked all the way.

Zhao Yelan couldn't help laughing out loud: "Do you know what you look like now?"

"I know." Yan Mingting looked into his eyes, "It's obvious that there is a piece of fat, but the poor man can't eat it."

"..." Zhao Yelan glared at him, "Who are you talking about being fat?"

"Then... no meat?"

"You can shut up."

While speaking, a drop of water fell on Zhao Yelan's face, Yan Mingting stretched out his hand to wipe it off, and was suddenly taken aback, looking at him in blank dismay.

The two looked up at the same time, unable to see what was going on at all, Zhao Yelan couldn't help stretching out his hand, and a few moments later, there were a few more drops of water on his hand.

"Is it... raining?" Zhao Yelan looked at him incredulously, and put his hands on his face, "Is it rain?"

"Yes, I also got it on my head." Yan Mingting said happily.

The others seemed to have noticed it too, and they all stopped, looking up and looking around, until their faces were covered with rain, and then they screamed crazily one after another.

"It's raining! Great, it's raining!"

Everyone got off their horses, some hugged and screamed for joy, some wept on the spot, and some drank the rainwater with their mouths open.

Zhao Yelan also stretched out his hands, feeling the cold rain was soaking his clothes, laughed from the bottom of his heart, and looked sideways at Yan Mingting: "It's raining."

"Well, it's raining." Yan Mingting smiled and hugged him into his arms, "That's great."

The crowd yelled in the rain for a while, Yan Mingting asked everyone to go to the nearby forest to shelter from the rain, but they wanted to continue on their way, even if it was raining, it didn't matter, this was the rain they hadn't seen for a long time.

"Then let's go." Zhao Yelan whispered, "Don't waste your time here, so as not to waste time, you can rest earlier if you arrive earlier."

Yan Mingting had no choice but to order the team to continue marching in the rain, but he glanced at Zhao Yelan from time to time, worrying that he would develop resistance to rainy weather and catch a cold.

Fortunately, Zhao Yelan seemed to be very happy with the arrival of the rain tonight. He stretched out a hand all the time. The rainwater flowed from his palm to his fingers, and then rolled down into the ground, nourishing the earth.

Half an hour later, they finally arrived at Pi County. The remaining population of Pi County is running out, and some of the remaining residents are kneeling on the ground to thank God. Seeing someone coming, he hurriedly moved out of the way, but whoever recognized them shouted, "It's Master Zhao and General Yan who are here!"

"The Living Bodhisattva is here!"

"Master Zhao and General Yan brought the rain!"

"Thank you two adults!"

Yan Mingting hurriedly explained to them: "We are not living Bodhisattvas, and we didn't bring this rain, it's the rain from God."

"Thank you, thank you." The people on the side cried with joy, "My children have been safely sent to Quzhou, and I will pick them up in a few days. If it weren't for you, my children might have disappeared long ago."

"Auspicious people have their own celestial features." Yan Mingting said, suddenly found that Zhao Yelan had not said a word, looked down, only to find that the other party was leaning in his arms, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, he panicked , "Yelan? Mengting, Zhao Mengting... Wake up!"

Suddenly, the horse neighed, Yan Mingting hugged him with one arm, and rode the horse quickly towards the Yamen.

The people behind didn't know what happened, so they had to follow immediately.

As soon as he arrived outside the yamen, he saw Wang Guisheng coming out holding an umbrella, and happily told the servants beside him, "Tell everyone to hurry up and store water."

"Wang Guisheng." Yan Mingting reined in, "Go and call a doctor."

"General Yan? You are... what's wrong, my lord?" Wang Guisheng hurried forward to support him.

After Yan Mingting dismounted, he carried the man down and hurried inside: "Go and call a doctor, and prepare some hot water."

Wang Guisheng immediately ordered someone to boil hot water, and then followed anxiously: "But there are no doctors in the city anymore, so they all evacuated."

Wang Guisheng took them to the wing room in the backyard, Yan Mingting put him on the bed, touched his forehead, it was very hot, but he didn't know if he had other symptoms of infection.

"General, let me try." Yin Pinglu ran in when he heard the news.

Zuo Ran echoed, "I was sick before, and Ping Lu cured me. She has read many medical books."

"That's up to you." Yan Mingting said.

Yin Pinglu walked aside, took his pulse for a while, pressed on his chest, observed his face, and said: "It should be caused by overwork and rain, you should take a good rest and rest, don't toss any more gone."

I just recovered from the heat stroke last time, so I was on the road day and night, and it rained for so long tonight, which really made things worse.

"The doctor is gone, is the pharmacy still there?" Yin Pinglu asked Wang Guisheng, "Can I go and see if there is any medicine I need?"

"Yes, I'll ask someone to take you there." Wang Guisheng found someone familiar with the local environment to take them to the pharmacy to get medicine.

While ordering his servants to do things, Wang Guisheng paid attention to the movement here. When he turned his head, he saw Yan Mingting squatting beside the bed, holding Zhao Yelan's hand, staring at him without saying a word, a little quiet too much.

Wang Guisheng was full of doubts, so he didn't dare to disturb him for the time being.

After a while, the water was ready, Yan Mingting closed the door, bathed Zhao Yelan himself, stripped off all the clothes, carried him into the water, and wiped Zhao Yelan's body with a handkerchief.

Zhao Yelan was too white, even in the dry weather, when all the men were shirtless, he would wear thin clothes to maintain a bit of dignity, so his body was still as fair as ever.

But at this time, Yan Mingting didn't have any extra thoughts about being charming, he just took a bath for him very seriously. When he rubbed his back, he stopped suddenly, looked down at his back, there was a bump on the top of his waist The mark of injustice, after a long pause, he looked up at the unconscious man in disbelief.

Is this why he was never allowed to look at his back?

He trembled, and when he was about to touch the mark, he stopped suddenly. Thinking that this was the reason for his perverse and presumptuous, the dignified general's eyes turned red inexplicably.

At this time, Zhao Yelan moved a bit, opened his eyes with a splitting headache, and found himself soaked in the barrel, subconsciously leaned against the barrel, and looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing?"

"Take a bath first and rest." Yan Mingting blinked, the mist dissipated in his eyes, but there were still some traces of redness.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Yelan asked hoarsely.

"It's nothing, I'm just worried about your health." Yan Mingting said.

Just as Zhao Yelan was about to laugh, he suddenly realized that he was completely soaked in the bucket, and leaned back a little bit, wishing he could stick to it, and looked at him vigilantly: "Have you seen anything you shouldn't have seen?"

"You mean...that?" Yan Mingting glanced under him intentionally or unintentionally, "Then I did see it."

"..." Zhao Yelan asked uncertainly, "Is there anything else?"

"I just let you in, and you woke up, and you haven't had time to do anything." Yan Mingting said, feeling wronged.

Zhao Yelan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at his expression carefully. If the other party saw it, he would definitely ask him curiously, but Yan Mingting didn't, so he gradually relaxed and rubbed his temples: "Go out, I wash it myself."

"Your head is dizzy, I don't trust you alone."

"Then you call Xiao Gao in."

Zhao Yelan confronted him for a long time, thinking that the other party would play tricks and continue to stay and watch him wash, but Yan Mingting really agreed, got up and went outside to ask Xiao Gao to come in and serve him.

Yan Mingting stood guard outside the door, listening to the sound of water inside, kept silent, thinking about something, his eyes were deep and his nose was sour.

"General, why are you here? Is your lord asleep?" Wang Guisheng came over and asked.

"Still taking a bath." Yan Mingting saw that he was holding a bowl in his hand, "Is the medicine ready?"

"Well, this is for Mr. Zhao." Wang Guisheng handed him the bowl, "Miss Yin cooked a lot, so I'll share a bowl with everyone, general, do you want it?"

"no need."

Wang Guisheng saw that he was still stuck in place after taking the medicine bowl, and he was a little uncertain about what kind of emotion he had for Zhao Yelan.

"If you have nothing to do, you can go back first, don't worry about it here." Yan Mingting said.

Wang Guisheng left uneasy.

The door opened again, and Xiao Gao came out and said that the adult had already laid down, so he went in with a bowl, and after feeding the medicine, he took off his clothes and went to bed, hugged him in his arms, and rubbed his head against his neck, It's like flattery, and it's like showing love.

Zhao Yelan was very sleepy at first, but after being teased by him like this, he said with a slight smile, "Are you still asking people to rest?"

"Let." Yan Mingting hugged him tightly, "This way he will heal quickly."

It was still raining outside, and everyone was busy collecting water and cheering, Yan Mingting asked in his ear, "Are you still afraid?"

Zhao Yelan knew that he was asking if he was afraid of rainy weather.

He thought about it seriously, and he could only think of the experiences of these days and the company of the other party, and shook his head.

"That's good, go to sleep."

Yan Mingting's whispered voice seemed to have magical powers, and Zhao Yelan fell into a drowsy sleep in an instant.

Yan Mingting stared at his face, and solemnly and piously planted a kiss on his forehead.

In the afternoon of the next day, Zhao Yelan's condition improved, his head was no longer confused, and he was able to get out of bed.

The others were all sent outside by Yan Mingting to check on the situation after the rain. Yan Mingting came in with food for him, supervised him to finish eating, and then ran to the kitchen to cook the medicine himself.

After a while, Wang Guisheng sneaked into the house and said, "Master Zhao."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yelan asked with his head propped up.

Wang Guisheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment when he saw his sickly yet elegant appearance, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind - sickness like Xizi wins three points.

Wang Guisheng took a look outside and saw no one came, so he asked in a low voice: "I really want to take the liberty of asking, what is the relationship between you and the general now?"

Zhao Yelan raised his eyelids: "Why are you asking this?"

"Because I really can't see it." Wang Guisheng frowned, "Let's say this morning, he has been guarding your bedside, taking care of you in every possible way. If you move, he will observe for a long time to see if you are awake. One will wipe your sweat for you, and the other will cover you with a quilt."

Zhao Yelan raised his eyebrows: "What else?"

"He still holds your hand all the time, and he can't get back to his senses for a long time."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yelan's lips: "Well, what else?"

"He still..." Wang Guisheng hurriedly stopped, "Wait, what I want to tell you is another matter. I'm worried that we will be deceived by his illusion."

"Illusion?" Zhao Yelan frowned slightly, "How do you say that?"

"When I left the capital, I heard a rumor that General Yan had an affair with Fu Qian in Jiangnan!" Wang Guisheng kept secret.

Zhao Yelan: "..."

Wang Guisheng: "This story has been widely spread. Don't you know anything about it in Jiangnan?"

"No, why didn't Fu Qian himself come out and explain? How could he have anything to do with Yan Mingting in the south of the Yangtze River as a person in the capital? How could anyone believe such absurd rumors?" Zhao Yelan didn't expect this in the middle How could something go wrong?

"The bad thing is that Fu Qian is not in the middle of the capital. He went out to play, and he came to the south. Everyone is talking about it, and the news is vivid. The Fu family almost believes it, and they are still discussing fiercely whether to take it or not." Send Fu Qian to the General's Mansion as the Second Household."

"..." Zhao Yelan slowly clenched his fists.

Yan Mingting came in with the medicine, and saw the faces of the two men, each more serious than the other, and asked, "What are you discussing?"

"Don't make a fuss, I'm discussing with your second wife." Zhao Yelan turned to ask Wang Guisheng for details.

"Second, Second Household?!" Yan Mingting turned pale with shock, then scratched his head in a daze, "Second Household... what is it?"