After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

When the king of Nanjiang proposed to marry the princess to Yan Mingting, everyone was a little shocked when he and his original wife were the same wife. They all looked over and saw that the two were secretly eating candied haws together. look.

But after Zhao Yelan came to his senses, the hawthorn in his mouth was chewing loudly. He obviously had no expression on his face, but others always felt that he had suddenly developed a bit of hostility, but he just sat idly and said nonchalantly : "Where did the princess fall in love with Yan Mingting?"

"I heard that he is the most capable man in your Daxuan. Only such a man is worthy of me." Princess Nanjiang stood up and looked over proudly and confidently.

"So that's the case, then I'll break his hands and legs, and he will be paralyzed in bed for life, do you still like it?" Zhao Yelan asked.

Everyone was terrified when they heard it, and subconsciously looked at Yan Mingting, but saw that the other party didn't care at all, and even held his head, looking at Zhao Yelan leisurely, and still didn't forget to explain in a low voice to Li Jinyu who was beside him: "There is something you don't know. ,The status of our family, he is the eldest, the rabbit is the second, and I am the third."

"You!" Princess Nanjiang looked ugly, "Why do you do this? How dare you move his hands and feet without authorization?"

"Since you want to marry him, haven't you investigated who I am?" Zhao Yelan smiled slightly.

"You are..." Nanjiang Princess thought, and hesitated, "Are you Zhao Yelan?"

"That's right. Since you know my name, you should also know what I do, right?" Zhao Yelan lowered his expression and looked around coldly. If my daughter or son marry into the general's mansion, I will kill them with my own hands. I have no relatives and no reason, and I am alone. If I really want to tear my face, you will get nothing. If you don't believe it, you can try it."

Everyone's expressions changed, they didn't expect him to dare to go crazy on such an occasion.

"They dare, don't worry, I will not marry anyone, and I will beat whoever comes." Yan Mingting poured him a cup of tea.

Tsk tsk, the general is completely under his control!

Zhao Yelan turned his head and looked firmly at the person on the throne of Jinluan. Today, he must get a positive answer from Zhao Xuan.

And he also knew that Zhao Xuan would definitely reject this marriage, and just wanted to use him as an excuse, so he pretended to ask for his opinion.

Yan Mingting has a lot of soldiers in his hands, Zhao Xuan was afraid of him, so he ordered a marriage, using this method to restrain him, how could he allow the princess of Nanjiang to marry her?

And he could also take advantage of the situation to threaten other people present, and get a promise from Zhao Xuan by the way, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

The last time he heard that Fu Qian's family was discussing whether to send Fu Qian into the general's mansion as the second bedroom, he knew that there were more than one people in Beijing who were trying to trick Yan Mingting.

The rumors about Yan Mingting's ugly appearance have long been self-defeating. As for the fate of the lone star of Tiansha, after seeing that Zhao Yelan has been married for half a year, not only is he unscathed, but his body is getting better and better, and he is gradually weakening. People mentioned the name of the broom star again.

Moreover, Yan Mingting's character is obvious to all, coupled with his status as a high-ranking and powerful person, he is simply the most ideal choice for mate selection.

After a long time, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will have a wrong mind, especially those who have daughters, and want to send people in to add children to the Yan family.

"The princess doesn't know that the marriage of these two people is related to state affairs, but now General Yan and Zhao Qing are deeply in love, and no one else can get involved, so even if it is me, I can't arrange their marriage casually, otherwise it will not be the same. Have you become a sinner through the ages?" Zhao Xuan said half sincerely and half jokingly, and he knew in his heart that this was the truth.

Looking at Zhao Yelan's current look of wanting to die, you can tell that he is not lying. If someone wants to send someone to the general's mansion in the future, he is afraid that he can do any crazy thing.

The princess probably lost face, and said angrily: "If we have the ability, let's compare and see who is better."

Zhao Yelan was about to speak, when suddenly Yan Mingting pressed his hand, then stood up and said, "Then let me fight the princess."

"I'm talking about him." The princess pointed to Zhao Yelan and said.

"What's the difference between him and me? We are one. Since the princess wants to relax, I will accompany you." Yan Mingting rubbed his wrists, walked to the main hall, and ordered He Cuizhang without looking back. , "Go get my Shangfang sword."

There was an uproar in the hall, never expected that he would use the Chisha sword, but the opponent was the princess of Southern Xinjiang after all, so they couldn't help but speak out to stop it.

After being reminded by the king of Nanjiang, the princess knew what Shangfang's sword was. It could be cut first and then played.

"Princess, you're being polite. How can a princess be considered a weak woman? Weak women will not provoke my officials of the fourth rank, let alone those who are powerless."

Yan Mingting pointed the contradiction to the dispute between Southern Xinjiang and Daxuan with a few words, and the civil officials gradually realized that this princess was so unreasonable that she wanted to compete with the civil officials casually. Isn't this clearly a bully?

For a while, the crowd became angry and pointed the finger at the princess.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the king of Nanjiang quickly grabbed his daughter, and smiled and said: "My daughter has been naughty since she was a child. I hope the general and the emperor will forgive me. I will teach her a good lesson later. Since the general is unwilling to agree This marriage, let’s let it go.”

"Okay, then please don't mind the recklessness of General Yan, the king of Nanjiang. He is straightforward by nature and has no malicious intentions." Zhao Xuan said.

The two exchanged a few words of courtesy to each other, and then turned the matter over.

Zhao Xuan announced the banquet, and the maids filed out and came in with delicacies to serve.

Yan Mingting returned to his seat, Zhao Yelan handed over the candied haws skewers and the last one, he smiled and leaned over to take a bite.

Kabuki and musicians performed in the hall, and the chatter and laughter gradually became louder as they mingled with each other.

It was already Xu time when the banquet ended, and Yan Mingting had already explained the follow-up matters to He Cuizhang and others, so he followed Zhao Yelan back to the mansion first.

When passing the Huichun Tower, seeing that the inside and outside were heavily guarded by soldiers, Zhao Yelan asked in a low voice, "The envoys and vassal kings live here?"

"Well, the Huichun Tower cannot accept foreign guests these days." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan suddenly noticed Zuo Ran's figure, who was wearing a maid's clothes, carrying food and following Princess Nanjiang upstairs.

After returning home, he asked: "Did you arrange for Zuo Ran to inquire about the news?"

"I really can't hide anything from you." Yan Mingting smiled, "There is no news about Yao Mize's master so far, and we can't just keep waiting. It just so happened that people from Nanjiang came, so I arranged for Zuo Ran to run a restaurant Maid, see if you can find out something."

"She won't reveal her secrets, will she?"

"Don't worry, she said that she has been serving people since she was a child, and there will be no problem being a maid."

Zhao Yelan nodded.

After taking a bath, the two of them lay on the bed, unable to fall asleep. Yan Mingting was still reminiscing about what happened tonight, and couldn't help hugging him: "You are really...too beautiful today."

Zhao Yelan sneered: "You're really powerful, you're just a mess."

"Why did I provoke it? She obviously just took a fancy to my identity. Even if the general is He Cuizhang today, she will definitely say that she wants to marry him." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan asked again: "Then do you really intend to compete with her?"

"It depends on the situation. If you are sensible, you will know that enough is enough. If you really want to provoke, then I don't mind fighting her twice."

Zhao Yelan pondered for a moment, when his body suddenly felt itchy, the other's hand reached into his clothes, and wherever it went, it aroused a trembling itch.

"Do you know how to write the word restraint?" He said seriously, but he couldn't help itching, with a smile on his face, and stretched out his hand to push him away.

"I have restrained myself for two days."

In order not to affect today's banquet, Zhao Yelan didn't allow him to do anything for two full days, and finally tonight, whenever he was free, the words Zhao Yelan said for him in the hall would come to mind. Not excited?

The ghost knows how shocked and touched he was, at that time he wished he could be dragged to a corner to bully him, and now he has endured so hard that his whole body is on fire, wanting to touch his cool skin.

The throbbing in my heart turned into action, like magma breaking through the snow, not only failed to turn off the fire, but instead slowly melted the snow into a pool of soft water.

The cold wind was howling outside, but Zhao Yelan didn't feel the cold, as if he was being scorched by a stove, his whole body was sweating and sticky, he wanted to take a bath, but just moved to the bedside, he was caught again. Pulled back.

"Where are you going?" Yan Mingting rarely showed an evil smile, and only at this time, he would show him a completely different Yan Mingting in the eyes of outsiders, saying in the daytime that I hate to let you suffer A little bit of suffering, at night he will torture him in different ways, and he will not stop until he sees his eyes red from crying. Occasionally, he would deliberately torture him, seeing that he was about to arrive, but he refused to take a step forward. When Zhao Yelan was tortured uncomfortably, he would shout "want, hurry up" in a hoarse voice, so that he would feel like he was overwhelmed. pleasure.

The wind outside has not stopped, and the rustling sound is accompanied by their panting one after another, spending this cold night together.

The next day, when Zhao Yelan woke up, Yan Mingting was no longer in the room. He looked at the sky outside, it seemed that it was almost noon.

Since he had substantial development with Yan Mingting, he has become a lot more self-reliant, just like the clothes, he can wear them by himself, so as not to let Xiao Gao see the marks on his body again.

After opening the door, he was stunned by the scene outside.

I don't know when it snowed outside, and it has already been padded up. The snow is white, and it is the beauty of the vastness.

He walked down the steps, and just stepped into the snow when he heard Yan Mingting's footsteps.

"Are you up? Come and eat something to rest your stomach." Yan Mingting stretched out his hand.

Zhao Yelan grabbed it, followed him to the front hall, and found that He Cuizhang, Li Yucheng, Zuo Ran, Yin Pinglu, and several lieutenants had all arrived.

When the group saw him, they immediately greeted him with a smile.

"I have something to discuss with them, and it's snowing outside, so I guess I have to let them have lunch together." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan nodded.

"You got up too late, there is only one bowl of noodles left, you can eat some first, lunch will be ready soon." Yan Mingting brought him the noodle bowl on the table.

Zhao Yelan happened to be a little hungry, so he took two bites with his chopsticks, and suddenly noticed that other people were staring at him. When he raised his head, everyone turned their eyes away and glanced around.

He subconsciously thought that the traces on his body were not covered, and while eating noodles with his head down, he secretly looked at his exposed skin, but even his neck was tightly covered by the collar of the cloak, so there was nothing unusual about it.

"How is it? How does it taste?" Yan Mingting turned his head and asked.

Others also looked over curiously.

"Well, it's delicious." As soon as Zhao Yelan finished speaking, seeing these people looked a little excited, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you." Li Yucheng said with a playful smile, "I haven't seen you for a few days, you are really more and more charming."

"Speak in human terms." Zhao Yelan's face turned serious, and he looked at Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu, who were not very good at lying, "Say it."

Zuo Ran rubbed his hands, and abruptly stopped talking: "Ping Lu, I recited a poem yesterday, can I read it to you?"

"Okay, let's recite poetry over there." Yin Pinglu took her to the corner.

Zhao Yelan looked at He Cuizhang again, and He Cuizhang immediately ran to the courtyard: "My lord, I heard that you like watching sword dances, so I'll dance for you right now."

As soon as he kicked up a ball of snow, Yan Mingting carried him back: "Don't dance swords for him."

"All right, all right, if I don't dance, I'll let you, the general, dance." He Cuizhang confessed.

The others all laughed, teasing He Cuizhang for being ignorant, they fought and huddled together, and at the end they had a snowball fight in the yard without knowing who started it.

Zhao Yelan took a sip of the soup, watched them throwing snowballs back and forth, walked to the front of the hall to watch, Yan Mingting stood beside him, looked at him with a smile: "Have you finished eating the noodles?"

"Ok."

"Don't you usually only eat half a bowl? How come you have such a good appetite today?"

"Who is to blame?" Zhao Yelan glanced at him, not to mention getting up late today, let alone today...

Zhao Yelan paused suddenly, realizing that he hadn't mentioned this matter to Yan Mingting, he hesitated to speak and turned his head, only to find that the other party was looking at him the whole time.

"Fang Li."

"Huh?" Yan Mingting's eyes lit up, "What's the matter?"

"Actually today..." Zhao Yelan moved two steps to the side, approached him, hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice, "It's my birthday, it's Zhao Mengting's birthday."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at the other party, but saw that there was no expression of surprise or bewilderment on his face, but a smile slowly spread out, like a red plum blooming in a snowy night, clear and pleasant.

"I know." Yan Mingting said.

"You know?" Zhao Yelan was taken aback, "How do you know?"

At this time, the group of snowball fighters suddenly turned around, Qiqi threw the snowball in his hand, hit him, and rolled down to the ground along his robe.

"Master Zhao, happy birthday! Oh hoo!" Everyone shouted in unison.

"You guys..." Seeing them laughing non-stop, Zhao Yelan looked at Yan Mingting who was also laughing, and said in disbelief, "You all know?"

"That's natural, how could I not know your birthday. But I'm very happy, you finally took the initiative to mention it to me." Yan Mingting bent down and rubbed a ball of snow, handed it to him, and patted him shoulder, and whispered to him in a whisper, "They dare to hit birthday stars, fight back, and I will help you."