After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

"Your Excellency, it's physical weakness, coupled with excessive fright that led to fainting, I have given the needle, and then prescribed a dose of medicine to take it, so that I can rest and recuperate." The doctor said.

Yan Mingting nodded, and ordered Butler Tan to follow him to get the medicine, and after sending the doctor away, he looked at Gao Tan with resentful eyes, and smiled awkwardly: "You may not know how critical the situation was at that time, if I If you don’t take him with you, the enemy will probably assassinate him first.”

Gao Tan's expression was still mournful.

"Really, you have to believe me, I really want to protect your master." Yan Mingting moved to the side of the bed while talking, looked down at the weak person lying on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, His face was pale, he gritted his teeth, turned and walked out, "I'm going to kill that old hen and make soup for him!"

The sound of footsteps getting farther and farther, Zhao Yelan's eyelashes trembled twice, slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and confirmed that he was in the room, not in the underworld, before propping up the bed and preparing to sit up.

"My lord, you are awake." Gao Tan hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and handed him a cup of hot water.

Zhao Yelan took two sips and asked softly, "How did I get back?"

"General..." Gao Tan recalled the scene at that time, and immediately changed his words, "I brought you back."

Zhao Yelan didn't want to imagine that scene at all, and asked again: "Where are those men in black?"

"I was caught by the general and several lieutenants who rushed over later, but this group of people committed suicide as soon as they were caught, without revealing any identity information." Gao Tan said.

"Ok."

Since Jin Lingwei is a dead man, he is ready to die at any time. No matter what is the reason for being caught, he must kill himself immediately, and he will not let others find out any news.

Zhao Yelan nodded, then looked towards the door: "Where's Yan Mingting?"

"The general is going to slaughter a chicken and make soup for you."

Zhao Yelan coughed and pushed him hastily: "Quick, go and stop him."

"What's wrong?" Gao Tan asked nervously.

"I want white painted chicken noodles with shark's fin, suckling pig with char siu, hibiscus jelly in clear soup and drunken prawns, no chicken soup."

Zhao Yelan recited the names of several dishes in one breath, since he came to the General's Mansion, he was getting tired of the chicken and fish in the yard every day.

Life is alive, isn't it just for the sake of tongue? What's more, his family has a big business, so he can't bear this grievance.

Gao Tan immediately ran to look for Yan Mingting. Yan Mingting had just slaughtered a chicken, and when he heard that Zhao Yelan was going to change the menu, he couldn't care less about changing clothes, so he came to the bedroom and asked, "You bastard, do you understand?" Do you understand the truth that what is empty should not be filled?"

Zhao Yelan saw the blood on his hands and sleeves, and he still smelled like chicken, subconsciously covered half of his face with the quilt, and opened his eyes angrily: "Stand there! Don't come near me!"

Yan Mingting looked down and put his hands behind his back, but seeing his half-covered appearance felt extra fresh and cute, he couldn't help but approached and said: "Besides, it's going to be dark soon, where do you go to give me?" You have found so many fresh ingredients, how about eating lightly for these two days, and let you have a big meal another day?"

"I repeat, I'm going to eat these today!" Zhao Yelan said sharply, and started coughing again.

"Okay, okay, I'll go and tell the kitchen to prepare." Yan Mingting was defeated and wanted to reach out to pat him on the back, but Zhao Yelan glanced at his **** hands abruptly, and he retracted embarrassingly, and ordered Gao Tan took good care of her, and then went to the kitchen.

Zhao Yelan slept in the room for a while before he heard Gao Tan calling him to get up for dinner.

It was already dark outside, so he put on a lotus coat and walked slowly to the hall, and when he arrived at the door, he saw several people sitting inside.

A group of generals.

"Lord Zhao, I'm sorry to bother you." He Cuizhang laughed loudly.

"The general asked us to discuss matters, and said that you ordered the kitchen to cook some good dishes, and you want to stay with us to eat together. Thank you, my lord." Zhong Yuehong explained.

The others also nodded in agreement, looking at him with a hint of gratitude in their eyes.

Zhao Yelan: "..."

He looked at Yan Mingting, who was obedient and obedient, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Come on, take your seat quickly." Yan Mingting didn't seem to notice his anger, he got up and walked in front of him with a smile, helped him untie the lotus clothes, and led him to his seat, "Come on, it's all your favorite food, take advantage of it." Eat hot."

The table was full of delicacies from mountains and seas. Zhao Yelan lost his temper a little. He tasted each dish. It was delicious and delicious. He raised his head in satisfaction and found that other people were staring at him. He said: "Everyone is looking at me What are you doing, move your chopsticks."

"Thank you, my lord!"

After receiving the order, a group of people immediately picked up their chopsticks, their eyes lit up, and began to attack the table.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yelan regretted it very much, and wished he could go back and slap himself twice, what was the waste of talking, and let these reckless people use their chopsticks, can he still have his share?

Everyone put down their chopsticks in turn, He Cuizhang patted his stomach, and said with emotion: "The food in this capital is better than that in the military camp. I have never eaten so comfortably these few days in my life."

Zhong Yuehong: "Thank you General and Master Zhao for your hospitality."

"It's okay, the two of us can't finish eating so many dishes anyway." Yan Mingting waved his hands generously, then looked at Zhao Yelan with a serious face, "You think so?"

Zhao Yelan put down his chopsticks and left the hall without looking back.

"Master Zhao, what's wrong?" He Cuizhang asked confusedly.

"It's okay, I was frightened today and I'm not in a good mood." Yan Mingting said.

The others expressed their understanding. Today's situation is very dangerous. If they hadn't arrived in time, it would be very difficult for the general to escape from a group of masters while dragging Zhao Yelan.

"General, there is one thing I don't understand... Are you saving him frequently because you have cleared him of suspicion?" He Cuizhang asked in a low voice.

Yan Mingting shook his head.

"Then why do you..."

"He's so good-looking."

"..."

"Shouldn't be my enemy, otherwise how could I do anything." Yan Mingting rubbed his chin and pondered.

"..." He Cuizhang did not expect that General Yan, who has thick eyebrows, big eyes and a righteous body, is also a person who will be addicted to beauty!

Yan Mingting saw his mouth shocked enough to swallow two eggs, and laughed out loud: "Just kidding."

He Cuizhang breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have my own arrangements... isn't there a man in black who has escaped..." Yan Mingting thought of something, smiled suddenly, and started to chase people away, "Okay, okay, leave as soon as you finish eating, don't hold back Drinking in my house, I don't have time to entertain you."

"Obviously you kept us here." He Cuizhang muttered.

After sending all his subordinates away, Yan Mingting went to the kitchen and brought out the chicken soup and fish porridge that had been stewed for a long time. When he walked to the bedroom, he saw Zhao Yelan writing at his desk, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yelan didn't respond, just writing on the paper.

"I didn't eat enough just now, come and have some porridge, specially prepared for you." Yan Mingting casually walked to his side, looked down at the words on the paper, it turned out to be a letter from Heli.

He read it with relish, and the letter was full of eloquence, with brilliant writing, and every word accused him of unreasonable and harsh treatment.

Yan Mingting cried out for injustice: "You are so conscientious, why didn't you say that I died for love when I saved you?"

The pen was stroked fiercely on the paper, and a stain appeared. Zhao Yelan took a deep breath, and looked sideways at him, as if looking at a fool: "Why are you going to die?"

"Love. They're both husband and wife. If it's not for love, why else?" Yan Mingting joked, every time he mentioned such nasty words, it would definitely make Zhao Yelan angry, and then Zhao Yelan's whole body would become vivid. Lively, trying every means to bully him. But he never tired of deliberately teasing Zhao Yelan, as if it was a very interesting thing.

Sure enough, Zhao Yelan's face was sullen, and his expression no longer had a cold coffin face. He raised his hand and drew on his face: "Who said that we will be brothers in the next life?"

"I regret it, let's be husband and wife in the next life." Yan Mingting smiled heartily, letting him do whatever he wanted on his face.

"Who wants to continue to be a husband and wife with you!" Zhao Yelan put the pen on the table with a "snap" and gave him a cold look, "It's a beautiful idea, it's ugly."

Just as Yan Mingting was about to refute, he didn't know what came to his mind, he walked to the bronze mirror, and a big turtle was drawn on his face, with a mouth, like a turtle opened its mouth.

He turned his head and happened to catch Zhao Yelan's mouth curling up slightly, and then he returned to his expressionless expression in an instant, as if what he saw just now was just an illusion, he pointed at him and said, "You're just laughing."

"I haven't." Zhao Yelan denied it coldly.

"you have."

"No."

The two faced each other in silence for a while, Yan Mingting took the lead and smiled: "Okay, you haven't, can you come over to have porridge now?"

Qi returns to Qi, you can't make fun of your body. Zhao Yelan carefully folded and left the book, handed it to him, then sat down at the table, and sipped the porridge.

Yan Mingting casually put He Li's book in the drawer, sat down beside him, and stared at him.

Zhao Yelan frowned, glanced sideways at him, picked up the bowl, turned around, and sat with his back facing him.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Yan Mingting put one hand on the table, propped his face, looked at his back and smiled, "Be careful with your sleeves."

He reached out to lift the sleeve of the other party to avoid sweeping the chicken soup on the table, but Zhao Yelan subconsciously pushed him away, bumped his arm on the table, and he groaned.

Zhao Yelan turned around and gave him a suspicious look.

Yan Mingting retracted his arms silently.

Seeing this, Zhao Yelan put down the bowl, turned around, pulled up his arm, and opened the sleeve to see that a small part of the forearm was wrapped in white gauze, and a little blood oozes out, staining a small part of the gauze red.

"How did you do it?" Zhao Yelan looked up at him, "Those men in black?"

Yan Mingting nodded embarrassingly, and said carelessly: "I was just being careless for a while. If it is normal, even if there are a hundred people or a thousand people, I can't do anything about it."

Put it in normal times... what is the difference between today and normal times?

It's just an extra burden.

Maybe it was the injury he got when he was protecting the burden by his side, or maybe it was the sword he blocked for the burden.

Zhao Yelan was silent for a moment, put down his sleeves, walked to the door, and ordered Xiao Gao to call the doctor to check the wound again.

Fortunately, there was no serious problem. After reapplying the medicine and bandaging it, the doctor gave a few more instructions before leaving.

Soon there were only two people left in the room, and Zhao Yelan lay down under the blanket, and glanced at the person lying flat on the ground.

I don't know if it's because I'm used to rough skin and thick flesh, so I don't need to cover myself with a bedding, and I can sleep all night with a blanket on the ground.

"Aren't you afraid of the cold?" Zhao Yelan asked curiously.

"What is this?" Yan Mingting's casual words covered up the years he had experienced.

"Now it's not marching and fighting outside, why don't you treat yourself kindly?"

"I'm afraid that the life of rich clothes and good food will eliminate my vigilance." Yan Mingting yawned, "You have also seen that you can encounter danger at any time in the capital, so it can be seen that there is no completely safe place."

Zhao Yelan sighed, got up and picked up a stack of books and placed them in the middle of the bed, and took out a quilt from the cabinet: "Until the injury recovers, let's sleep here temporarily."

As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, lying on the bed quickly, the speed was staggering.

"..." Zhao Yelan gave a blank look to himself, took off his shoes, jumped over his feet and crawled inside, "Aren't you afraid of rich clothes now?"

"Hey, how can this be called brocade clothes and jade food? This is sending charcoal in the snow." Yan Mingting smiled as he watched his jet-black hair hang down from the end of the bed, and followed him all the way to the pillow.

After turning off the lights, Zhao Yelan suddenly said: "Tomorrow morning, you remember to tell the emperor about this."

"which one?"

"The men in black are sneaking up, you are fighting against the crowd with one."

"Is this asking me to show off my heroic deeds in public?" Yan Mingting laughed.

Zhao Yelan snorted coldly and stopped talking.

The next day, as soon as he heard the sound of turning over, he rubbed his eyes and sat up. As soon as he called Gao Tan, he realized that he didn't have to go to court anymore.

He watched Yan Mingting put on his clothes and tie his hair two or three times, put on his sword vigorously, and said: "Don't forget what you have to explain to the emperor."

"Got it." Yan Mingting turned around and saw him sitting on the bed with one hand propped outside the quilt, sleepy eyes, like a wife watching her husband go out, nagging non-stop, he smiled, "If you can't sleep, go to the school grounds and practice with Yue Hong and the others. It's good for your health."

"Who said I can't sleep." Zhao Yelan fell on the bed as soon as he heard the word "school field", rolled up the quilt and turned over, leaving a back view of the other party who was determined not to exercise.

Yan Mingting laughed silently, before leaving, he heard him coughing twice, maybe he got up too hastily just now, blowing cold wind.

He returned to the bed and tucked her in the quilt, and then went to the kitchen alone to pour some soup, put it at his feet, and then went out in the night like thick ink.

There was silence all around, Zhao Yelan slowly opened his eyes, lost his mind for a moment, then got up, when he caught sight of Tang Pozi from the corner of his eye, he was stunned briefly, then carried it to the study.

The study room has not been used for a long time, and some of the stored rice papers are starting to turn yellow, but he ordered someone to keep them. At this time, he chose one of them and began to draw on the paper.

When he was young, he glanced at the sky, and it was almost time to go down, so he called Gao Tan: "Give this to Eunuch Gao, be sure to hurry up."

In the court hall, the emperor asked Yan Mingting after listening to the policy: "General Yan, I heard that you handed over many unclaimed corpses to the yamen yesterday, what's going on?"

"Return to Your Majesty, I went out with Zhao Yelan yesterday, and when I saw someone being assassinated, I took him down. Who would have thought that the group of people would commit suicide as soon as they were captured." Yan Mingting replied.

"Then can you find out who it is?"

"I don't know, I don't know much about the affairs of the capital, so I can only hand them over to the government for investigation. If the government needs help, you can ask me to transfer people at any time, and I will send more people to protect Zhao Yelan. It's safe, Your Majesty, please rest assured." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Xuan's lips moved, and he had finished speaking, so he could only let it go. After the court, he was reviewing the memorial, and suddenly became emotional, and threw the memorial in front of him out.

Jin Lingwei lost more than 30 people in one day, and he couldn't even know the truth. They sent people to investigate, and the result was that the men in black attacked Zhao Yelan secretly, and it was Yan Mingting who helped him. Countless people can testify.

If this is the case, he can't blame Yan Mingting, because Yan Mingting didn't know the existence of Jin Lingwei, so it is understandable for Yan Mingting to protect Zhao Yelan in a hurry.

But if someone designed it on purpose, it would only be Zhao Yelan who knew Jin Lingwei well. But Zhao Yelan has been living in peace with Jin Lingwei all along, and he still needs to rely on Jin Lingwei to protect his safety, so how could he use Yan Mingting's hand to kill so many people?

Could it be...Zhao Yelan is confident that he can find someone more suitable than Jin Lingwei to protect him?

who? Yan Mingting?

We've only known each other for a few days, and now our heart has turned to Yan Mingting?

While thinking about it, Eunuch Gao came in with a painting in his hand, and said, "Your Majesty, this is Master Zhao's previous painting, and it was handed over to the old slave for safekeeping a few days before the wedding. When I was packing up just now, I thought about it and thought it should be let His Majesty decides where it goes,"

"What painting?" Zhao Xuan asked curiously.

Eunuch Gao unfolded the painting, and saw a boy holding a folding fan in the painting.

"Isn't this Zhen?" Zhao Xuan's mind moved slightly, his fingers stayed on the painting for a moment, and he asked with some nostalgia, "When did this look like?"

"Have you forgotten, Your Majesty? This is the first time Mr. Zhao saw His Majesty. It was His Majesty who picked him out from the crowd of slaves who was covered in filth." Eunuch Gao reminded.

Zhao Xuan has long forgotten the day when he first met Zhao Yelan, but the scene at that time is still vivid in his memory. Zhao Yelan's fragile eyes full of will to survive made him seem to see himself. I often see the meaning of love in it.

"It's been so many years, yet he still remembers how I used to be." Zhao Xuan sighed, "This paper is so old, when did he draw it?"

"I don't know about this slave. He refuses to reveal it, but he always remembers His Majesty's kindness."

"Forget it, let's put it in the Hall of Xuanhe." Zhao Xuan smiled gently, and all doubts were wiped out in his memory, "He has attracted so many enemies, this time it is probably an unintentional disaster , and then send a team of Jin Lingwei to secretly protect him."

After Yan Mingting came down to court, he first went to inspect the school grounds. Zhong Yuehong and He Cuizhang walked to him quietly.

"What is the general's order?"

"In the past few days, you two have been secretly following Zhao Yelan at any time." Yan Mingting said.

The two were startled and looked at him with complicated expressions.

He Cuizhang: "General, you are trapped by love and fascinated by sex."

Zhong Yuehong: "General, you are confused."

Yan Mingting was at a loss for words, and then said in a low voice: "There may be people from the emperor following him in the near future, so let's simply fight with them and kill as many as they come, so as not to have to circle around the general's mansion every day and make a lot of trouble."

The two nodded, then stared blankly at him, "What? The emperor's man?!"

"Keep your voice down." Yan Mingting looked ahead, inspecting the drills of the soldiers under the stage, and said calmly, "It's just my guess, probably the only one who dares to place eyeliner around the general's mansion, It made Zhao Yelan have to borrow my hand to kill people."

The two looked at each other, never expecting so many twists and turns, He Cuizhang asked: "Zhao Yelan used a knife to kill people? General, how do you know?"

"Remember the man in black that I said escaped? Every time, he assassinated Zhao Yelan first, lured the other men in black, and then made everyone mistakenly think that he was with that group of people. The group of people were far away, so naturally they couldn't hear what happened. They saw that he was wearing the same clothes, so when they saw me fighting with that person, they thought it was Zhao Yelan and his companions who were assassinated, and rushed out to fight me. And that person took advantage of the chaos and fled. In fact, his role is just to lure the snake out of the hole and confuse the public."

Yan Mingting smiled, "At first I didn't expect this, and I was almost fooled until I confirmed the identity of the man in black."

"Who is it?" He Cuizhang asked.

"Gao Tan."