After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The person who was still asleep, heard someone calling his name, opened his eyes sleepily, and saw Yan Mingting's face, and didn't realize it for a while: "Why are you here..."

"In my room." Yan Mingting answered.

"..." Zhao Yelan glanced at the sky outside, it was as black as thick ink, rubbed between his brows: "What time is it?"

"At a moment's notice, it's time to practice."

Zhao Yelan closed his eyes, turned his back to him, and cursed secretly. Suddenly, the world was spinning, and he woke up suddenly, and found that he was no longer in the warm bed, but suspended on the ground, and his body was carried on his shoulders.

"What are you doing! Let me down!" Zhao Yelan was completely awake and beat Yan Mingting's back hard.

Yan Mingting said nonchalantly: "Go and stretch your lazy tendons."

Zhao Yelan kept calling his name, the other party stopped at the door, and turned back, Zhao Yelan just breathed a sigh of relief, who knew that the other party actually pressed himself on the bed, put on his boots and cloak, and then picked himself up again.

The guard at the door was startled when he saw the general carrying a man out, "General, is there a thief?"

"Yan Mingting! Let go of me, do you hear me!" Zhao Yelan cursed out of breath.

"It's all right, it's not a thief, it's Madam. Go and bring my horse, let's go out for a while."

As soon as Zhao Yelan landed and stood firmly, Yan Mingting dragged him onto the horse's back. With a cry of surprise, he grabbed his arm in a panic, and then roughly pushed it away.

"Don't move around, be careful of falling." Yan Mingting said with a smile, "This fall is very painful, maybe you will lose your appearance."

Zhao Yelan was depressed: "Isn't there a sedan chair in the majestic General's Mansion?!"

"What are you doing sitting on that thing? It has to be carried, and it's very boring. How can it be so comfortable and comfortable? Catch it." Yan Mingting grabbed the reins, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and disappeared on the wide road in an instant .

The galloping cool wind blew across Zhao Yelan's face, it was cold and painful, the speed of the horse was so fast that he couldn't see the road ahead at all, he simply closed his eyes and heard himself jumping non-stop The sound of the heart, sitting on the back of the fast horse for the first time, the body is not used to it, and there is also some indescribable nervousness, for fear of falling.

All the way without words.

"Here we are." Yan Mingting stopped, dismounted first, then stretched out a hand to him, "Come down."

Zhao Yelan glanced at him sharply, just as he stretched out his hand, he found that it was still trembling slightly, then retracted it, grasping the rein, motionless, like a silent stone lion.

"If you don't come down, my subordinates will arrive soon." Yan Mingting laughed.

Zhao Yelan's face turned cold, and he handed him his hand with a blank expression. As soon as he stepped on the pedals, he was easily carried down, and his waist was measured, only to hear Yan Mingting sigh: "I just said You have a poor stature, and your waist is too thin, you can't even subdue a horse."

Zhao Yelan raised his eyes, smiled slightly, and stomped on his feet fiercely.

When the subordinates rushed over, they saw their general standing at the gate of the school field, jumping with one foot in his arms, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask what happened.

"It's all right." Yan Mingting waved his hands and said nonchalantly, "Let's all go in."

A group of people nodded, only to find that there was another person, his face was so pale, but his cheeks were stained red again, he should be angry.

"General, why did you bring Mrs. Zhao here?" Zhong Yuehong asked puzzled.

"He wants to practice martial arts and keep fit, so I brought him to practice together." Yan Mingting said.

nonsense!

Zhao Yelan was angry, but he didn't want to argue with others in front of a group of strangers, so he lost his demeanor for no reason.

The soldiers in the school grounds had already stood up in an orderly manner. Yan Mingting led a group of people in when he heard a loud shout: "General!"

"This is the capital city, not a camp, so don't wake up the common people." Yan Mingting pressed his hands, signaling them not to speak loudly, and asked these men to go down and lead everyone to train, and then led Zhao Yelan around in front.

The soldiers' feet were firmly planted, but their heads sprung up like bamboo shoots, one after another, scrambling to look at the people in front of them.

I heard that the white and tender person next to the general is the general's wife. She looks sick and coughs twice from time to time, but she is so weak that the common people are scolding him and cursing him to die early. Unexpectedly, on the second day of the wedding, the general would pull him over to practice together early in the morning. The general is really amazing!

When the soldiers were observing Zhao Yelan, Zhao Yelan was also watching them. This group of people suffered more and were more useful than the imperial guards in the capital. The imperial army was almost abandoned by the emperor's rations, and the commanders had used a lot of money to curry favor with him, which showed that they were greedy for a lot of money.

"Zhao Yelan, come here."

Zhao Yelan turned around, and when he saw Yan Mingting, he became inexplicably angry, and said indifferently, "Who allowed you to call me by my name?"

"Then what should I call? Ma'am?" Yan Mingting laughed.

Zhao Yelan's face became even more stinky, and he couldn't get over it at all, Yan Mingting took the initiative to come over and said: "How about it, let's see, shouldn't it be time to start?"

"Start... what?" Zhao Yelan glanced at him blankly, and suddenly one leg squeezed between the two legs, and when he exerted force from left to right, the two legs were forced to separate. Hold down and press down.

"Train your body well." Yan Mingting stood behind him and said, "Keep your legs down a bit and keep your waist straight."

Zhao Yelan wanted to resist, and was about to stand up, but the other party used force indiscriminately, pushing him down even deeper.

His legs couldn't support the weight of the two of them, and he almost fell backwards, but Yan Mingting hugged his back easily, and the other party said something sarcastic: "Even my chickens are stronger than yours."

Enraged by his few words, Zhao Yelan turned his head to look at his smug smiling face, raised his hand to hit someone, but heard the sound of a knife being unsheathed - Yan Mingting held a sword in his hand, raised his thumb, A part of the sword came out of the sheath, glowing coldly.

The eyes of the two met, and neither of them would back down. After a moment of confrontation, Zhao Yelan turned his head silently.

— A person who knows current affairs is a hero.

Yan Mingting nodded happily, and continued to guide his movements and adjust his posture.

This room is conducting two-person training, but the soldiers over there can't hear what they are talking about. They only saw the general bring his new wife to practice with everyone. He neither covets gentleness, but also bullies the new wife fairly and justly. ...Ah no, correcting Madam's actions is really admirable, as expected of their indomitable general!

The soldiers walked steadily, as easily as eating and drinking, but Zhao Yelan was not like that.

But within a quarter of an hour, his legs were shaking, his back was sweating, and the thin sweat on his forehead and back of his neck made his hair sticky, making him very uncomfortable.

Yan Mingting came over to inspect: "Well, not bad, the face is finally a little bloody."

Zhao Yelan gave him a gouged look, thinking in his heart how to make this guy kneel down and beg for mercy.

Not long after, a little whiteness appeared on the sky, and the whole city began to wake up. The common people get up to wash their hands in the morning, and the officials go to court one after another. The streets are soon full of people coming and going, stepping on the bluestone slabs with a sense of age, talking about today's affairs.

The soldiers were finally able to fight loudly, Yan Mingting divided them into several teams and practiced in turn. After observing for more than half an hour, he suddenly remembered the person who had been left out. He stood on the platform and looked around, asking, "Where's Zhao Yelan?"

"Leaving early." Zhong Yuehong said.

"Why don't you remind me."

"He threatened me with his official authority, and he dared not refuse." After Zhong Yuehong finished speaking, he jumped into the training team and picked a strong and strong person to compete.

Yan Mingting glanced at the gate of the school grounds, but he didn't know how Zhao Yelan got back.

Of course they went back in a sedan chair. Zhao Yelan saw Yan Mingting go to the stage to divide the teams, so he left the school field in anger, hired a comfortable soft sedan chair, sat in it, coughed slightly, and beat his sore thighs again. Leaning on the sedan chair to squint.

After the sedan chair stopped, he woke up, opened the curtain to take a look, and found that he had ordered to go back to Zhao Mansion habitually, so he sat back in the sedan chair and did not leave for a long time.

In a daze, he heard his name from the passers-by outside.

"Did you see the big gift yesterday?"

"Why not? It's a big show, but it's a pity it's for the **** Zhao Yelan."

"Eunuch?!"

"You don't know yet? There have been rumors of this for a long time. I didn't believe it at first. Now that he is marrying the general, it's just for convenience. Look at his white appearance, which man is like him, Dressed up beautifully, with a scent of makeup all over his body? He is also in his twenties, and has never married a wife, maybe he can't have sex."

"No wonder, he walks slowly, and most of his screams are also delicate, but I don't know if the general was frightened by his appearance last night hahaha."

As the voice faded away, Zhao Yelan lifted the curtain and gestured to the two guards at the gate of the Zhao Mansion.

Seeing that it was him, the guard hurried forward to listen to his orders.

"Eunuch Gao is short of manpower. Those two look smart and suitable for errands. Take them to Eunuch Gao." Zhao Yelan turned his head and pointed to the two figures walking forward.

"yes."

After returning to the general's mansion, he realized that the mansion was in chaos.

Early in the morning, the maids went to knock on the door, only to find that there was no one in the room. They searched anxiously, but to no avail, they started arguing for some reason.

Xiao Gao brought a group of servants from Zhao's mansion to ask for someone from the general's mansion, while Butler Tan and the servant girls suspected that the new master had murdered their general.

The two sides argued endlessly until Xiao Gao found Zhao Yelan's figure and hurried forward: "My lord, where did you go early in the morning?"

Zhao Yelan asked him sullenly, "Why are you so sleepy today?"

Normally, Xiao Gao would wake up if there was a little movement, but today when he was taken away by Yan Mingting, he specially amplified his voice, and Xiao Gao didn't show up for a long time.

"I drank some wine at the wedding banquet last night." Xiao Gao knew he was wrong, and walked around him, "Are you all right, sir? Are you injured?"

Zhao Yelan was so tired that he couldn't blame him anymore, so he walked to the room without interest, and ordered: "Bring some hot water, I want to take a bath."

Xiao Gao immediately took people to prepare, but because it was a new site, he had to find a few maids from the general's mansion to go with him.

Butler Qin followed behind Zhao Yelan, seeing that he didn't intend to bring it up, so he carefully asked, "Madam, where did you and the general go? Where is the general now?"

He was answered by a violent slam of the door.

Butler Tan, who had a bad nose, went to ask the guard at the gate. The guard came after the shift, and recalled that his colleagues jokingly mentioned that the general carried his wife out to play.

Just as Butler Tan breathed a sigh of relief, he choked up for no reason—why does it seem like the general is going to kill someone?

At the end of the hour, Yan Mingting rode back to the mansion, and as soon as he entered the gate, he saw maids and servants coming in and out with hot water, so busy, he stopped a maid casually, and saw her holding a pot of delicate and beautiful flower petals, Qidao: "What are you doing?"

"Go back to the general, it's Madam who wants to take a bath."

"He takes a bath...does he need these things?" Yan Mingting twisted a petal, turned around and walked into the room with a complicated expression on his face.

Behind the screen is a large wooden bucket, and the servants take turns pouring hot water, and the petals are also sprinkled into it. Xiao Gao tested the water temperature, nodded: "My lord, it's fine."

Zhao Yelan smelled the smell on his body, and as soon as he walked behind the screen and took off his coat, Yan Mingting rushed in. He subconsciously covered a certain part of his back, and then realized that there were still clothes covering him, so he put it down hand, looking at Yan Mingting with a worried expression: "Go out."

"I'll just take a look." Yan Mingting turned his head to look into the barrel, the petals were floating on the water, and there were incense and candied fruits beside the barrel, enjoying it very much.

I heard from the maid that Zhao Yelan pointed out the freshly picked flower petals and melons, but where did the General's mansion get rose petals, so he had to go outside to look for them, and he would have to be taught a lesson when he was late, so he was in such a hurry.

"What? Haven't you seen it?" Seeing his surprised gaze, Zhao Yelan asked with a smile on his face.

"It's true that I have never seen such an inspiring and meticulous bathing." Yan Mingting said.

"What do you want to say? Say I don't look like a man?" Zhao Yelan casually supported the edge of the barrel with bulging veins, and a storm was brewing in his eyes. Just waiting for a thunderclap, he would overturn him.

Xiao Gao, who was familiar with him, stood a little further away silently at this time, and the angry adult could not be offended.

In the dead silence, Yan Mingting finally withdrew his gaze from the barrel and said, "What do you mean by appearance? You are a man yourself. What I want to say is... this, I want to try too."

Zhao Yelan frowned slightly, his dangerous gaze was interrupted by surprise, and he glanced at him in disbelief, unable to believe what he had just heard.

"So this is the flower petal bath." Yan Mingting fished out of the water curiously. The petals lay softly and comfortably in his palm, exuding a slight fragrance. I’ve wanted to try it for a long time, but I felt embarrassed in the barracks, now I have a chance.”

Zhao Yelan hadn't recovered from his astonishment when he saw him take off his coat, and quickly stopped him, "Get out!"

"What's the matter, so much water and petals, it's a waste to wash alone." Yan Mingting invited, "They're all big men, what are you afraid of. Come, let's go together."

Zhao Yelan supported his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "Xiao Gao, light some incense, more!"

Yan Mingting thought to himself: Not good!

After a while, Butler Tan saw his general running out of the room in disheveled clothes, sneezing and yelling: "If you don't give it, you won't give it, why are you still putting a hidden weapon!"

Butler Tan couldn't figure out who would be the first to kill someone.

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The author has something to say:

Yan Mingting: They also want to wash the fragrance together~~

Zhao Yelan: Disgusting.

Butler Qin: Let's make a bet, let's see who gets stabbed first?

Yan Mingting:? The fierce man draws his sword.jpg