After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The movement just now gathered a lot of onlookers. It was only when he heard the discussion outside that Zhao Yelan came back to his senses, and said in a deep voice, "Let me go."

"Aren't your legs weak?" Yan Mingting teased.

Zhao Yelan pushed him away and stood firm on the ground to show that he was not affected in any way, but his clothes were dirty, which made him a little concerned.

As soon as the two walked out of the door, Zhong Yuehong reported: "General, those people committed suicide."

The subordinates arrested two groups of people, one group was hiding in the crowd and sneaking around, and the other group was men in black with strong martial arts skills.

Yan Mingting frowned slightly, walked quickly in front of the men in black, breathed out, and pulled off their masks. Everyone's faces were very ordinary, and when they opened their collars, they were all uniform night clothes. Gold thread crocheted sun pattern at collar.

"It seems that they are well-trained dead soldiers, but I don't know which organization they belonged to, and they dared to assassinate the ministers of the court in the capital." He Cuizhang said.

"Give the person to the government first, and see if we can find anything." Yan Mingting confessed, then turned around and asked Zhao Yelan, do you have any enemies? "

"Yes, which one do you say?"

Zhao Yelan had more than one enemy. Looking at the group of corpses, he always felt that he could smell the stench of corpses, so he quickly took out his handkerchief to cover his nose, and coughed.

Seeing this, Yan Mingting arranged his subordinates at the same place, waiting for the people from the government to hand over, and then brought Zhao Yelan back to the mansion.

"My lord, what's the matter with you?" Gao Tan saw Zhao Yelan stepping into the gate with a sleepy expression, and rushed to greet him.

"Go get some hot water." Zhao Yelan ordered.

"it is good."

Yan Mingting looked at the back of Gao Tan leaving in a hurry, and narrowed his eyes imperceptibly.

The hot water was soon ready, Zhao Yelan went back to his room to take a bath, changed into new clothes, picked out a scented sachet with a slightly stronger fragrance and wore it on his waist, it carried a scent while walking.

I don't know if it's a different scent, or it's been smoked too much, Yan Mingting has gradually adapted to the scent that comes out of the mansion at any time, and doesn't find it too pungent, and asked: "How did the man in black find it today?" on yours."

"I went in and asked someone to look for the shopkeeper, but a group of people kicked me in the crowd, and then a man in black appeared." Zhao Yelan said.

"Do you have anyone you suspect?"

Zhao Yelan shook his head.

Soon, Zhong Yuehong and He Cuizhang came to the mansion and said: "The interrogation of the people from the government is over, and the rest of the people said that they were ordered by Li Yucheng, and they want to teach Zhao Yelan a lesson."

"Who is Li Yucheng?" Yan Mingting asked.

"The right minister's son." Zhao Yelan said.

Yan Mingting asked Zhong Yuehong thoughtfully: "What about the man in black? Are you with them?"

"I don't know about that group of people. I'm not sure if it's another expert hired by Li Yucheng." Zhong Yuehong said.

"Go and invite Li Yucheng to talk." Yan Mingting put the sword on the table.

But not long after, news came out that Li Yucheng had run away from home. He didn't know where to hide, and the right minister was also busy looking for someone.

"Send someone to track him down."

"yes."

After they left, Yan Mingting glanced at Zhao Yelan and said, "The man in black and Li Yucheng may not be in the same group, maybe there are other people who want to plot against you. You should reduce unnecessary going out these few days. If you must go out, just call me.”

Zhao Yelan frowned, and smiled meaningfully: "Why does General Yan treat me so well?"

"Our relationship, why are you being polite, I can't let you die right after you pass the door, then I'm afraid that my fate as the lone star of the evil spirit will really be confirmed." Yan Mingting also laughed.

"Then thank you General." Zhao Yelan said modestly and politely.

"Hey, I'm not used to you like this, you've already said thank you twice today." Yan Mingting reached out and touched his forehead, "I don't even have a fever."

Zhao Yelan patted his hand away expressionlessly.

"That's right, this is Zhao Yelan."

"It turns out that you can't see well." Zhao Yelan sneered twice, and suddenly pinched his chin forcefully, his pupils shrank slightly, "I haven't settled the bill with you just now, don't push your nose and face, I agree with you Me?"

Yan Mingting frowned: "Then how do you settle the score?"

The distance between the two was less than half a foot, and all expressions fell into each other's eyes. During the stalemate, Butler Tan came to the hall: "General... oh! I didn't see anything! I'm old, I'm easy to go blind!"

Butler Qin covered his eyes and hurriedly backed away.

Zhao Yelan: "..."

Yan Mingting pushed his hand away with a smile, and touched his chin. The feeling of being pinched tightly by those slender fingers seemed to be still on the surface of the skin, which made people feel good, but what he said was very embarrassing: "I just I like the way you hate me and can't kill me."

Zhao Yelan was very angry, but he was hit by what he said again, so he had no choice but to walk towards the gate in anger.

"Where are you going?" Yan Mingting shouted from behind.

"Go outside to seek death, and you will have a solid reputation as the lone star of the devil!" Zhao Yelan was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

Yan Mingting laughed loudly, and then followed, realizing that he was not wandering aimlessly, but just heading straight to a certain direction, and asked curiously, "A tailor shop?"

Zhao Yelan ignored him and walked straight into the shop.

"Hey, why did Mr. Zhao come here in person?" The shopkeeper greeted the big guest happily, "Are you here to buy cloth or ready-made clothes today?"

"Is the satin delivered a few days ago ready?" Zhao Yelan asked.

"The embroiderers are rushing to make it. The material you gave is so good that we dare not be sloppy." The shopkeeper said with a smile, "Why don't you take a look at the new material?"

Zhao Yelan nodded and wandered around.

Yan Mingting stood out of place in the lobby, surrounded by women and children, secretly pointing at him and snickering, he awkwardly walked to Zhao Yelan's side: "When will you go back?"

"What's the rush? Since you're here to seek death, of course you need to get something. Don't you want to find out who is behind the scenes?" Zhao Yelan casually picked up a fancy cloth and gestured on his chest, " How about this one?"

"It's clearly to harm you, how can you be sure that I want to catch the mastermind?" Yan Mingting shook his head, "It's not good, I don't want it."

"It's just a hunch." Zhao Yelan curled his lips, "Whoever said I would give it to you, this is for Gao Tan."

"Is this the great general?" The shopkeeper covered his mouth in surprise, his eyes lit up, "So handsome and suave!"

The surrounding voices suddenly became louder. He looked at Yan Mingting in surprise, and whispered to his companion, the expression of admiration and astonishment on his face was beyond words.

Zhao Yelan twitched the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice: "These days you are frequently active in the city, and within a few days, the rumors of your ugly appearance will be self-defeating. General Yan might as well look at these women more, Yan Huan There are fat and thin, and if you have a good eye, you can take it back to fill in a room."

People around were peeping at them, so Yan Mingting had no choice but to lower his head, whisper in his ear, and said with a smile: "Madam is stunning, the capital city is second to none, I am already satisfied."

Zhao Yelan glanced at him coldly, threw the fabric on the table, and left angrily: "You are the only one worthy of such a good material?"

"Didn't you give it to Xiao Gao?" Yan Mingting smiled muffled, and chased him out in three or two steps. Suddenly, he stopped, grabbed his arm, and said in a low voice, "There is someone."

Zhao Yelan turned his head and was about to look around when a big hand pinched his cheek.

"Don't look, just keep going."

"..."

The two came outside the city as usual, and as soon as they stopped, Yan Mingting pulled out his sword and stabbed in a certain direction behind him, picking up a black shadow from a tree, and the two quickly became entangled.

The people had already been drawn out, Yan Mingting sent a letter, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Yelan still standing there stupidly, and shouted: "You go first, I'll be the last one!"

Zhao Yelan looked up at their fight, but couldn't hear clearly, and frowned: "What do you mean braised pork?"

"..."

As soon as Yan Mingting was distracted, the man in black immediately diverted his attention, turned around and stabbed Zhao Yelan straight.

In an instant, seven or eight men in black appeared from nowhere around them, blocked the sword, and attacked all at once. The man immediately sprinkled some poisonous powder, and left the place in a flash.

Zhao Yelan took two steps back, his mouth and nose were covered by Yan Mingting from behind in time. And the group of men in black ran into Yan Mingting head-on just as they narrowly escaped from the poisonous powder.

"Who are you?"

The group of people didn't answer and were about to retreat when they were stopped by Yan Mingting.

Standing in front of Yan Mingting, Zhao Yelan just said "Leave me alone" when Yan Mingting hugged him tightly around his waist, and then his feet fell into the air, and his whole body flew up with him.

"Catch it, how can I ignore you at this time." Yan Mingting thought he was going to risk his life, and said with a righteous face, "At worst, we die together, and we will be good brothers in the next life!"

There was the sound of howling wind and the piercing sound of weapons clashing in front of his ears. There was danger visible to the naked eye in front of him. Countless sharp weapons passed by, his body was dragged back and forth, and he brushed past death several times. Zhao Yelan's heartbeat trembled. Almost stopped.

Before he fainted, he couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed: "Yan Mingting, your uncle."

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The author has something to say:

Zhao Yelan: Leave me alone, if you want to die, you die yourself!

Yan Mingting: I don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day. How about it? Are you moved?

Zhao Yelan: ...Don't dare to move.