After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

Zhao Yelan was slightly relieved to hear that he was still in the mood for joking, and led him out of the cave, but heard him say again: "Ah, I haven't got the tiger skin yet."

"It's already this time, what more tiger skin do you need?" Zhao Yelan hurriedly called his servants over.

"But it's for you." Yan Mingting turned around and went back to get it.

"You wait here, I'll go get it." Zhao Yelan ordered someone to take care of him, and then he went back to get the tiger skin. He bumped into Zhao Xuan and was helped out. He asked, "Is Your Majesty injured?"

"It's okay, I..." Before Zhao Xuan finished speaking, she saw him and went out with the tiger skin, "..."

After going back to the general's mansion, several imperial physicians and some gifts from the palace arrived not long after. After the imperial physician treated Yan Mingting's wound, he gave some instructions before leaving.

Fortunately, it was only a little flesh injury, and it will be fine after a period of recuperation.

Zhao Yelan still frowned, changed his clothes, helped him onto the bed, and stared at his wound for a long time.

"It's okay, it's just a little skin trauma." Yan Mingting rubbed his head.

"Let's rest, you've been tired all day." Zhao Yelan said.

"Okay." Yan Mingting closed his eyes, and after a long time, he felt someone touch his arm lightly, as if to test whether he was asleep.

He simply pretended to be asleep.

Immediately afterwards, the person next to him touched his arm repeatedly, lingering around the wound, never daring to approach it.

After a while like this, Yan Mingting couldn't hold back anymore, and hugged him into his arms with the other hand: "What are you doing sneakily?"

"Are you awake?" Zhao Yelan asked in shock, "I woke you up?"

"No, I didn't fall asleep at all."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yelan touched his cheek in the dark, pressed his fingers on the center of his brow, and found that it was stretched, so he was relieved, "Did today's incident scare you? Or something else?" Is something on your mind?"

"This little thing doesn't scare me, but it might scare the emperor." Yan Mingting gloated, "Almost lost his life, I see if he dares to fight a tiger next time."

"That's something on your mind." Seeing that he fell silent, Zhao Yelan said, "You two stayed in the cave for so long, didn't you talk a lot?"

"Ok."

"Are you talking about me?" Zhao Yelan asked tentatively.

"Ok."

"Did he tell you about the past?"

"Ok."

Zhao Yelan became anxious, propped up half of his body, and said, "Did he tell you about my previous visit to the brothel?"

Ok? And this?

Yan Mingting took advantage of the hazy moonlight to see the expression on his face clearly, and did not say a word. Zhao Yelan mistakenly thought that he was silently acquiescing, and took the initiative to explain: "I am going to see Gu Niaoyou. I bumped into her by accident on the street and learned that she went to Hongxiu Tower."

At the age of sixteen, Zhao Yelan went out to do errands for Zhao Xuan, but ran into Gu Niaoyou, who was being dragged by the madam to buy a Zhuchai skirt, and taught her to treat guests well, and if she dared to play her temper, she would strip her off. Throw it into the moat.

That was their reunion after a few years since they came out of the dungeon. At first, he only thought it looked familiar. After all, the girl's attire was quite different from her appearance in the dungeon a few years ago, but upon closer inspection, those eyes were still full of hatred, the same as him, yet different.

He learned to hide his hatred in his heart, not in his eyes.

That night, he took the money and went to Hongxiulou to pick up a few girls, among them was Gu Niaoyao. Zhao Yelan stunned the others and asked her, "Do you want to stay or run away?"

"I want to stay." Gu Niao said in a deep voice, rolled up her sleeves to show him, some red rashes appeared on her hands, "If I don't obey, the madam will poison me and make my life worse than death, I won't stay Scars, just some red rashes, which will disappear in a few days. I want to let her have a taste of this, please help me."

Zhao Yelan: "What can you do for me?"

Gu Nianyou: "Anything is fine, money, appearance, body... you can do whatever you want."

Zhao Yelan heard an adult's voice from upstairs, talking about court secrets to the woman on the bed, he silently curled his lower lip: "Okay, I don't need anything else, I just need you to be my ear. "

That night, Gu Niaoyao handed him the knife: "I don't want to receive any more guests, please do me a favor."

Zhao Yelan was silent for a moment, and said: "You can do it yourself, you can't be cruel to yourself, what revenge do you want?"

"You're right." Gu Youyou smiled after a long time, then faced the mirror, and made a long **** from the top of her brows obliquely, blood flowed across her face, blurring her face.

Then Zhao Xuan heard that Zhao Yelan had quarreled with the brothel girl and cut her face apart, so she hurried over and brought Zhao Yelan back, and paid a large amount of compensation to the madam and Gu Niaoyao, and finally settled the matter .

Listening to his detailed explanation, Yan Mingting thought about why Gu Niaoyou's scar was a bit strange. There would be differences in details between the injuries caused by other people's hands and those made by himself, but he didn't stare at the woman's face carefully. See, that's why I didn't bother to study these things in detail, while holding Zhao Yelan tightly, I always felt that a few words about his past would be enough to make people frightened.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhao Yelan began to ponder again: "Could it be that he was talking about something else? Did he say that I cheated him of money? Or did he say that I was knocked unconscious by a cow while wearing a red dress?"

Ok? ?

"What cow?" Yan Mingting became interested.

As soon as Zhao Yelan heard this tone, he knew that he didn't know, so he kept silent.

"How did it happen? Tell me about it." Yan Mingting couldn't hold back, and chuckled twice.

Zhao Yelan: "Stop talking, go to bed!"

Yan Mingting couldn't learn from him how he was stunned by a cow, but he was not in a hurry to know the answer for a while. Anyway, the future is long, and sooner or later he will learn bit by bit.

The lingering gloom in my heart also dissipated.

Even if Zhao Xuan grew up with him, what he has is Zhao Yelan's present and future.

Because of his injury, the emperor specially spared him from going to court early, and asked Yan Mingting to fully recover before going to court.

This made Yan Mingting very comfortable.

Every morning, he stayed in bed until Zhao Yelan opened his eyes, and then got up with him. After breakfast, he was sent to the Hanlin Academy in a sedan chair. At dusk, I went to pick him up again in a sedan chair.

And because of his inconvenient legs and feet, Zhao Yelan showed the greatest patience to him, he didn't get angry easily, and when he got angry, he silently recited the Diamond Sutra, and then went to the study to calm down.

Yan Mingting lived a comfortable life, wandering around the courtyard with a walking stick all day long, and when Zhao Yelan returned home, he would circle around him like a puppy, asking him if he was tired from working and whether his writing skills were sore Sour, are the clothes warm enough...

Normally, Zhao Yelan could answer questions and answer questions, but if he was doing business, he would be asked to sit a little farther away. If he was still disobedient, he would give him a hard kiss, and he would be honest, thinking about it shyly and timidly. Second, when will I be able to get a kiss.

After more than ten days of comfortable life, Yan Mingting felt dissatisfied again at night. He took Zhao Yelan's hand and stretched his body: "Mengting..."

"The leg is broken, why are you still thinking about that?" Zhao Yelan said coolly.

"It's not broken, it's almost ready." Yan Mingting arched his head flatteringly, "Mengting..."

"You can't hurt your leg again at a critical moment, you'd better lie down and recuperate."

Yan Mingting turned over and pressed him, and said, "Actually, my legs have healed a long time ago, if you don't believe me, try it?"

"Of course I know it's good morning." Zhao Yelan said unhappily, "Put fake gauze on all day long, won't you be too tired?"

"Ah, did you see that?" Yan Mingting smiled, and was stopped by Zhao Yelan just as he was pulling his clothes.

"Go away." Zhao Yelan kicked him to the end of the bed, "Did you forget what you said at dinner?"

Yan Ming's smile froze.

A group of military generals and Zuo Ran Yin Pinglu were specially invited for dinner today, because today is He Cuizhang's birthday, the drinks were kept refilling during the dinner.

Yan Mingting stared at Zhao Yelan intently, Zhao Yelan wondered, "What are you doing?"

"I want to eat a dumpling, you feed me."

"You don't have long hands?"

"It's hurt and I can't lift it up."

Zhao Yelan looked at him silently, smiled slightly, picked up a dumpling, and stuffed it into his mouth through gritted teeth.

Yan Mingting was so proud of that, he raised his eyebrows at his subordinates, making everyone's teeth sour.

"It's impossible to lift your hands, and it's even more impossible to lift your feet. You should just stay there." Zhao Yelan said.

Self-inflicted evil, can't live, Yan Mingting can only crawl back and lie down obediently.

Winter started early this year, and in a blink of an eye, the cold wind blew up, causing bone-piercing pain on my face.

When Zhao Yelan walked out of the Imperial Academy, his hair was blown up by the wind. He gathered the collar of his cloak and walked outside. From a long distance, he saw Yan Mingting standing in front of the sedan chair.

The other party also noticed his figure, walked up to him in two or three steps, stretched out his hands, and held his cold face.

Warm palms came up, very warm, Zhao Yelan exhaled: "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

He came to the Imperial Academy to pick him up all day long, and his colleagues in the courtyard laughed at him, one or two times is fine, if there are too many times, even if he pretends not to hear, he will inevitably feel a little embarrassed.

"The weather has changed today. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold. I really won't come tomorrow."

"You said the same thing yesterday."

Yan Mingting smiled, put his eyes behind him, and looked at Ruan Xian who came forward.

"My lord left in a hurry, I left something behind, and I just came to deliver it to my lord." Ruan Xian smiled coyly, and always felt that he had found the reason why Yan Mingting hated him, and it must be because he was bothering their good business!

When passing by them, Ruan Xian saw that Yan Mingting was still holding Zhao Yelan's face, looking at his nose and nose, pretending not to see anything, handed the book in his hand to Zhao Yelan, turned around and ran away.

Mother, he hasn't done such a sweet thing with his wife yet, he has learned it, and he will learn it and use it when he goes back!

Zhao Yelan sat in the sedan chair and rubbed his hands, it was much warmer inside.

Yan Mingting put the Tang Pozi prepared in advance into his hands, and asked with a smile: "Everything can fall, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Zhao Yelan put his hands on Mrs. Tang to keep warm, but did not answer him.

Yan Mingting asked with a smile: "Are you rushing out to see me?"

Zhao Yelan still didn't say a word, just raised his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly, with a hint of hesitation at the end of his eyes, Yan Mingting's heart was swaying, and he turned his head and kissed him at the end of his eyes.

The General's Mansion had already ignited the earth dragon. As soon as he returned to the bedroom, Zhao Yelan took off his cloak and looked at the tiger skin on the bed. It was really ugly and unsightly.

"Can you change it?" Zhao Yelan asked.

"Can't keep it warm."

"too ugly."

"It's warm."

"..."

Soon, Yan Mingting also felt that the tiger skin had to be replaced. After the two of them were sweating profusely at night, some tiger fur stuck to their bodies. After he took the man to take a bath, he threw the tiger skin aside and planned to pick it up to make a simple blanket. people fell asleep.

In the blink of an eye, it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the vassal kings and envoys from all over the country came to Beijing one after another, and the capital was bustling again for a while.

Yan Mingting was in charge of the defense this time, and the commander of the forbidden army had been dismissed because of his laziness and dereliction of duty in the hunting ground last time.

On New Year's Day, the emperor holds a grand banquet and invites guests from all over the world to share the feast. Only officials of the fourth rank and above can participate.

Xiao Gao changed Zhao Yelan's clothes, dressed thickly, and put on an apricot-colored cloak over it, and said: "The general told you to come over early, sir, and he will meet you soon."

Yan Mingting went out to go to court before dawn, and was busy until the afternoon and didn't come back.

"Understood." Zhao Yelan was walking towards the palace in a sedan chair, and when he heard the bustling voices outside, he raised the curtain and took a look outside. He didn't know which lady was sitting in the carriage, pulling a few boxes of things in a mighty manner. Many people around stopped to watch.

Two carriages passed by, and it happened that the owner of that carriage lifted the curtain, revealing a rebellious face.

It is the eighth princess of southern Xinjiang.

Just as Zhao Yelan was about to look away, he suddenly noticed a peddler by the side of the road. He gave Xiao Gao two orders to go shopping, and stopped the sedan chair to wait for the princess to leave first.

After entering the palace gate, many colleagues had already arrived. Kan Chuan walked up to him without a trace, and muttered in a low voice: "I saw the princess of Nanjiang just now, didn't she come to make a kiss?"

"It's possible, let's just wait and see."

"En." Kan Chuan turned around and greeted other colleagues naturally.

Seats have been arranged in the main hall, and everyone sits according to their positions. Zhao Yelan stepped into the entrance of the main hall, and found Yan Mingting's figure from the vast crowd. The other party turned his back to him and was talking with several people.

The other party seemed to be aware of it, looked back, smiled when seeing him, pointed him to a certain table, and motioned him to sit down first.

Logically speaking, Zhao Yelan's fourth-rank officials could not sit in the front row, but obviously this table was arranged by Yan Mingting, and there could only be two people, so he sat down calmly.

At the next table was the right minister, Li Jinyu turned his head and talked to him in a low voice with a smile: "I haven't had time to thank Mr. Zhao face to face, the dog has finally become sensible these days."

Zhao Yelan nodded: "You can rest assured and let him do it, even if you suffer a loss, don't be reluctant."

"Yes, yes, I protected him too well." Li Jinyu sighed.

While the two were talking, the princess and king of Southern Xinjiang passed by them and sat down on the table at the front, followed by the envoys of Mongolia, the Western Regions, and the princes of various places.

Everyone has arrived, Zhao Xuan led the queen and Sun Muyun out.

Sun Muyun's belly has grown a lot, and now she has been promoted to a new position, her status is different from the past, she can even attend this kind of festival with the emperor and empress.

After she sat down, she looked around with a smile, and when she saw Zhao Yelan's sincere smile, her teeth were shining white.

At this time, Yan Mingting also came back and sat down beside him, ignoring the emperor greeting others, took out a bag of peanuts from his bosom, and asked in a low voice, "Are you hungry?"

"It's okay." Zhao Yelan was worried that he would not have time to eat at this time, so he came here for some snacks, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yan Mingting handed over the peeled peanuts.

The two were stealing peanuts here, Zhao Yelan turned around and saw that Li Jinyu was looking at them eagerly, so he kindly gave him a handful.

Not long after, Li Jinyu's deskmate also looked over eagerly.

Zhao Yelan: "..."

In total, Yan Mingting hid three bags of peanuts privately, and divided up two bags among the people behind, leaving only one bag, saying that he would not give it to anyone else.

He used skill to peel the peanuts, controlled his strength, and didn't make any noise, but the others didn't know how to peel them. Seeing that he had already peeled them, they just peeled them with a click.

The emperor and envoys of the vassal king in front only heard the movement of eating peanuts, and everyone who was talking stopped awkwardly.

Sitting on top, Sun Muyun had already noticed Yan Mingting and Zhao Yelan's little tricks, and wished she could sit with them and eat peanuts, but then she felt that just looking at the two of them was very seductive, especially when they looked at each other. The two of them were head to head, secretly talking and doing small tricks, it was really too sweet, even sweeter than the sweet soup she drank today!

Zhao Xuan coughed, and everyone seemed to be caught. They stopped immediately, looked ahead, kept silent, and continued to listen to their conversation.

After Yan Mingting fed the last peanut to Zhao Yelan, he sighed, he didn't expect this group of people to be so useless!

At this time, Zhao Yelan tugged at his sleeve, and when he looked sideways, he saw Zhao Yelan staring ahead, but he took out a bright red candied haws from his arms, and handed it to him under the table.

Yan Mingting's eyes lit up, he took it and tore off the candy wrapper, lowered his head and bit one. Then he put his right hand on the table, propped his forehead, and covered half of his face, so as not to let the emperor find out, secretly took a bite, and asked Zhao Yelan with his eyes.

Zhao Yelan glanced at the golden throne and nodded, indicating that no one noticed his movement.

Yan Mingting took another bite, it was sweet and delicious.

After eating one, he tugged Zhao Yelan's sleeve again, motioning him to eat one too.

Looking at his expectant eyes, Zhao Yelan lowered his head to bite one, Yan Mingting immediately took another bite, the two looked at each other and smiled, they didn't even hear Zhao Xuan shout "Yan Qing, Zhao Qing".

Everyone looked at them one after another, Zhao Yelan was taken aback for a moment, then he looked up belatedly.

Zhao Xuan asked: "Just now the king of Nanjiang proposed to marry the princess to Yan Qing, forming a good relationship between Qin and Jin, what do you think?"

"Ah, this matter..." Zhao Yelan looked over as if nothing had happened, and simply stopped pretending. First he blatantly bit the hawthorn in his mouth, and then lazily replied, "I don't agree."

Yan Mingting was almost so handsome by him, imitating his movements in a decent way, chewing hawthorn chicly: "I don't agree either."