After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The streets are very lively tonight, every family comes to the market and puts on the river lanterns.

The two walked against the current and were carried around by the crowd several times. Zhao Yelan was a little annoyed, and walked into the alley next to him, planning to take a detour.

Yan Mingting followed closely behind. Just as he was about to hook his hand again, he heard someone shout: "My child, where is my child!? My child is missing, can anyone help me?"

The crowd started to riot, and they all went around to help watch the child, but they couldn't find a trace. The women became even more flustered, saying that someone had stolen the child.

Yan Mingting glanced at Zhao Yelan, Zhao Yelan said: "Go."

"There are a lot of people here, you go back to the inn first, I'll be back soon." After Yan Mingting gave the order, he turned and ran back.

Zhao Yelan continued to walk along the alley, but the alleys in this Jiangnan water town were many and winding, and he walked into a dead end.

He turned around and wanted to go back, but suddenly he stopped, and turned his head to look at the house next to him. There was no light, but there was a muffled groan inside, followed by the sound of his head hitting the door and window.

When I went to listen carefully again, it was too quiet.

He knocked on the door, then walked into the yard, shouting: "Yun Niang, are you home? I'll bring you something."

There was a sound inside, and then a candle was lit, and a man replied: "Yunniang has already fallen asleep, come back tomorrow."

Zhao Yelan narrowed his eyes slightly, it really wasn't the owner's house.

He made a gesture by the moonlight, and after a while, Yu Dali and others appeared quietly.

Zhao Yelan winked, and everyone stood around the house in an orderly manner.

"Yunniang, why is there a man in your room? Do you have another lover? Let me see who it is." Zhao Yelan stepped forward and kicked the door open.

"Don't move!" A black figure appeared behind the door, strangled his neck from behind, and his voice sounded hoarse as if he hadn't had enough food for a few days, "Who are you?"

"I'm Yunniang's best friend, who are you?" Zhao Yelan asked.

"Don't worry about it." The person behind raised his knife and was about to make a move, but was suddenly stopped by another person.

"Don't move yet, he looks like something, maybe it's a fat sheep." A woman came out from the shadows and interrogated, "What are you giving Yun Niang?"

Zhao Yelan said: "Send some money, Yunniang's life is too hard."

"Where is the silver?" The woman started to take out the silver on his body as she said that, suddenly there was a sudden pause, she looked down at her waist, there was a handful of short sharp arrows, blood flowed out from the wound, He looked at the expressionless man in front of him in surprise.

"Ali!" The man behind hurriedly helped the woman, covered her wound, and then looked at Zhao Yelan angrily, "I'm going to kill you!"

At this time, a wooden stick suddenly hit the man's back fiercely, and Zhao Yelan realized that there was another person in the room, a woman wearing men's clothing, her face was dirty, and one of her feet was broken. The rope, should be the girl who was kidnapped by these two people.

The man was furious, he turned around and decided to kill the woman first, but a large group of people poured into the surrounding doors and windows, smashed the knife in his hand, and subdued him to the ground in two or three strokes.

Zhao Yelan lit a candle, and the room brightened up. He walked up to the man and said, "The arrow is poisonous. If you still want to save this woman, tell me honestly. Who are you? What are you doing hiding here?"

The man struggled for a long time, looked at the dying woman, gritted his teeth, and finally revealed their identities. They were the first and second masters who had escaped from the bandit's den.

The two of them were about to flee to the border of Quzhou, but then they thought that the most dangerous place was the safest place, and sneaked back. Unexpectedly, as soon as they returned here, someone who was also sneaky found out that something was wrong and wanted to send them to the government. After they kidnapped him in a rage, they found out that it was the prefect's daughter. They were discussing whether to exchange the hostages for money, or simply destroy the corpses, when they heard footsteps outside.

Zhao Yelan said: "Which other party do you have?"

The man held back.

Zhao Yelan picked up the knife and stabbed it into his leg, the man immediately screamed: "Ah! I say I say!"

After he explained everything in detail, Yu Dali asked how to deal with it. Originally, Zhao Yelan wanted to get the answer and silenced it, but thinking that this matter was Yan Mingting's responsibility, he said, "Take it back first and hand it over to Yan Mingting."

"Ali's poison..." the man reluctantly asked.

"No poison." Zhao Yelan waved his hand, and Yu Dali took the two away, leaving only a few people to continue to protect his safety.

"Yan Mingting... Do you know General Yan?" The woman who had been silent since just now came over suddenly and looked at him warily.

"Hmm." Zhao Yelan was also observing her, "Are you Yin Pinglu?"

"you know me?"

"You asked Zuo Ran to go to the General's Mansion to seek help. I don't think it's hard not to know you."

Yin Pinglu was a little surprised. Seeing him knowing everything well and having an extraordinary bearing, he said, "You are that Zhao Yelan...Master Zhao?"

Zhao Yelan nodded and looked around: "Where are the people from this family?"

"It should be to go out to release the river lanterns. These two robbers randomly found an empty house. I was going to the inn secretly to find the general and the others. I didn't want to meet these two robbers on the way." Yin Pinglu replied.

"Then let's go back together."

Yin Pinglu nodded, and seeing a little blood on his hands, asked, "Are you injured?"

"No."

"Let's wash it first, it's not good to be seen by others."

Yin Pinglu fetched a basin of water swiftly, Zhao Yelan didn't refuse, and saw that she was going to wash the blood in the room by the way, probably because he was afraid that the masters would be frightened by the scene when they came back, so he asked: "Just now, that knocked on the door Did you make the noise?"

"Well, when I heard footsteps, I acted like a dead horse and hit the window." When Yin Pinglu said this, his expression was always polite and indifferent.

She was saved tonight thanks to this man, so she answered all questions. However, she also knew that this man's reputation outside was not very good, and she learned that General Yan had married him at the border. Zuo Ran said again.

Fortunately, Zhao Yelan didn't intend to communicate with her more, the two walked out of the gate in silence, Zhao Yelan's expression froze, and he said unnaturally: "You lead the way."

Yin Pinglu was stunned, smiled secretly, and then led the way without changing his face: "The alley here is a bit difficult to walk, sir, be careful."

"Call me Fu Qian."

"Okay, Fu Qian."

"..." Zhao Yelan hadn't seen such a sensible person for a long time, and he didn't even ask a word of doubt.

In the inn, as soon as Yan Mingting, who had just helped find the child, sat down, he received a message from Yu Dali and ordered the two to be sent to the prison first, before rushing out of the inn anxiously. Fortunately, he saw Zhao Yelan right away Only then did he heave a sigh of relief, he stepped forward and asked, "Are you injured anywhere?"

"No, we'll talk about it when we get back." Zhao Yelan said in a low voice.

Yan Mingting watched him enter the room all the way, and then turned around to prepare for work, but he didn't expect to bump into Yin Pinglu who was not looking good, and asked in a daze, "Why are you here?"

"...I've been here for a while." Yin Pinglu said, "It's your attention that has been focused on others."

Yan Mingting smiled sheepishly: "It's good to be back safely, I'm going to the prison now, you go to Zuo Ran first, she's in the opposite room."

Yin Pinglu nodded, glanced at his back, and looked up at a certain room on the third floor, thinking that the two of them seemed to get along well, so it was useless to worry.

When the restaurant was closing, Xiao Er went to the drinking table in the lobby and said, "My lords, we are closing, you should go back to rest earlier."

"Got it, got it." Li Yucheng waved his hand, looked at the closed door, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to go back to your room? You're comfortable drinking tea, but I'm drinking so much wine with you, so hurry up Vomited."

Zhao Yelan got up, and Li Yucheng hurriedly followed and burped: "Don't worry, with his kung fu, no one can hurt him. He will be back soon, so you can go to sleep with peace of mind."

Zhao Yelan ignored his words, went back to the room, took off his clothes and went to take a shower.

About a quarter of an hour later, he heard the sound of the door, subconsciously grabbed the gun that was put aside, and only withdrew his hand when he heard Yan Mingting's voice.

"You left the door open for me?" Yan Mingting walked into the room with ease, saw the glazed screen unfold, and could vaguely see the figure of the person inside, he paused, sat down at the table, and glanced around. After a while, I couldn't hold back in the end, and looked over steadily.

Anyway, it's so vague, the other party doesn't know.

Zhao Yelan wiped his body, put on his underwear, and stepped out of the screen, but suddenly stopped in his tracks, and asked with a strange expression, "Did you peek?"

"No, no, no, what nonsense are you talking about, how could I peek." Yan Mingting firmly denied it.

"Come here." Zhao Yelan walked over, pulled his sleeves and walked towards the bronze mirror, "See for yourself, what you look like now."

Yan Mingting only felt two streams of heat coming out of his nasal cavity, he smiled awkwardly: "It's too hot, it's easy to get angry."

Zhao Yelan glanced at him angrily, picked up the veil to stop his bleeding, and asked, "What did the interrogation find out?"

Yan Mingting raised his chin and replied: "Their accomplices have been recruited. This matter may be related to the officials in Quzhou. I have to go there myself."

"when to go?"

"tonight."

Zhao Yelan paused: "Why don't you go soon?"

"No hurry, my subordinates are preparing horses and dry rations." Yan Mingting stopped the bleeding, pressed him on the stool, picked up a new dry handkerchief to wipe his hair, and said, "I'll leave it for you There are a few people, you must pay attention to safety these few days."

Zhao Yelan: "The terrain in Quzhou is dangerous. Those bandits have not been wiped out so far. They are just taking advantage of the terrain. Don't be careless."

"I know, I will take these two thieves as bait, and Zuo Ran will also go with me. She is very familiar with the terrain in Quzhou."

"That Yin Pinglu is also with you?"

"She's not going. We're going to catch the bandits. It's inconvenient to take her with you. And aren't you checking the situation of officials in Huaizhou? I've already talked to her, and she is willing to stay and help you."

"She's quite obedient to you, it seems that she has a lot to do with it." Zhao Yelan said incomprehensibly.

"Stop slandering my reputation. She was there to help her get out of trouble. If she can't completely leave the Yin family, she won't be able to solve this fate. Sooner or later, she will be arrested and become a tool of the prefect Yin's Climbing Dragon Society."

Zhao Yelan let out a long sigh.

Yan Mingting added: "Your identity probably won't be hidden for long, it's not like you are everywhere in the capital, so be more cautious."

The two explained to each other, their hair was almost dry, Zhao Yelan lay down on the bed, saw that he hadn't left yet, and said, "Still leaving?"

"Why are you urging me so hard?" Yan Mingting sat down by the bed unhappily, "You want me to get out so much?"

"No."

Yan Mingting choked: "You are so cruel!"

Zhao Yelan smiled lightly, then patted the seat next to him: "Let's lie down."

Yan Mingting glanced at him flattered, his brows were beaming with joy, he stripped off his coat and lay beside him without saying a word, his hands seemed not to know where to put them, they first pressed tightly against the outside of his thighs, and then overlapped on his chest .

Seeing his appearance from the corner of his eye, Zhao Yelan turned sideways, propped his head, and stared openly at his embarrassment.

Yan Mingting: "..."

The atmosphere was very good at this time, and I always felt that there should be something to do. Yan Mingting looked at Zhao Yelan slowly, and grinned: "Are you still going to sleep?"

Zhao Yelan raised his eyebrows, his gaze lingered on his face, and he slowly opened his lips: "Don't sleep."

"Then why don't we... get to know each other better?" Yan Mingting swallowed and suggested.

Zhao Yelan glanced at him unexpectedly, and asked in a low voice, "How do you get to know more deeply?"

Yan Mingting's ears itch, and he asked what he had kept in his heart for a long time: "Can you tell me about your past?"

Zhao Yelan paused.

Yan Mingting waited for a while, inexplicably feeling that the atmosphere had been broken, and as expected, he was kicked out of bed the next moment.

Ever since he confirmed his intention, he wanted to know more about the other party. Even though he had met before, he hadn't had much interaction, and he was a little disappointed that he hadn't been able to participate in the other party's past.

His mentality changed unconsciously. He was unwilling to take the initiative to investigate at first because he was afraid that Zhao Yelan would be injured. But now, Zhao Yelan has completely become his other half in his eyes, so he should naturally want to know more about the other party's past, and even bear the pain together.

Even though there may be some painful pasts, these pasts are like pus. It will be painful when squeezed out, but this is more conducive to recovery.

"I was wrong, I just don't ask you in the future." Yan Mingting got up, sat in front of the bed, admitted his mistake very quickly, and stretched out his hand in aggrieved way, "You hit me."

Zhao Yelan sat up, stepped on his shoulder with one foot, pinched his chin, looked down into his eyes, and asked calmly, "Is this what you mean by in-depth understanding?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't want me to understand." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan kicked his shoulder: "You'd better sleep on the floor, it's cool."

Yan Mingting knew he was wrong, and went to make the bed bitterly, but when he passed by the table, his eyes accidentally stopped on the bronze mirror.

The mirror was just facing the person on the bed, the blue silk was spread beside the pillow, and the two lotus arms in the sleeves were resting on the head, lazily trying to hook the quilt with his feet, but failed to do so for a long time.

Yan Mingting turned around to cover him with the quilt, and looked down at him silently.

"..." Zhao Yelan stared at him, "You have a nosebleed again."

Yan Mingting immediately covered his nose, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it off: "This weather is really terrible, hehehehe..."

At this time, there was a whistle outside, and it was Zuo Ran who was calling him.

"You have a good rest, I have to go." Yan Mingting put on his clothes, took one last look at him, and walked out the door softly.

Zhao Yelan curled his lips when he heard the sound of the door closing, and got up to lock the door.

Unexpectedly, just a few steps away, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Yan Mingting rushed in again, as if he hadn't expected him to get up, and stopped abruptly in front of him.

The two looked at each other, Zhao Yelan glanced at the door, and was about to speak, when suddenly Yan Mingting cupped his cheeks, breathing heavily.

Zhao Yelan: "?"

"I will miss you." After Yan Mingting finished speaking, he kissed him heavily on the forehead, and was afraid of being beaten, so he turned around and ran away after the kiss.

Zhao Yelan was stunned for a moment. After locking the door, he touched his forehead and muttered, "Wood."