After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

When I was young, there were several girls of the same age nearby, and they loved to come and play with Zhao Yelan. Zhao Yelan always didn't wait to see them, and when he saw them chattering, he went back to the house with a straight face, picked up his book and pretended to have business to do.

His mother laughed several times, and said to his father one night: "Our Mengting is really clueless, and we don't know which girl we will like in the future."

"How old is he, how can he understand these things, right Mengting?" His father looked at him.

"Yeah." Zhao Yelan buried his head in writing, "They're so noisy."

"Then you like to be quiet?" Mother asked.

"Yeah." Zhao Yelan said without raising his head, "I like someone who is quiet, gentle, considerate, and cooks delicious food like my mother."

"Look, he said he doesn't understand, he has a lot of thoughts in his mind." Mother said with a smile.

Dad also laughed, and nodded his head: "Your mother is already mine, I'm afraid you won't be able to find a wife as good as me."

"Nonsense, I will definitely find someone more gentle and virtuous!"

For some reason, having this dream at night, Zhao Yelan slowly opened his eyes, secretly rejoicing that this time was not a nightmare, and then looked at the man lying beside him.

He is not gentle and virtuous at all, and his cooking is terrible, and he is far away from his ideal wife.

"What's wrong?" Yan Mingting noticed that he was still asleep, and before he opened his eyes, he subconsciously pressed his head into his arms, patted his back, and said in a daze, "I'm having a nightmare again. ?”

Zhao Yelan looked up at him like this, wanted to laugh, and said, "Yan Mingting, when you get back to Beijing, go see my parents."

"Okay... what?!" Yan Mingting opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at him in surprise, with a bit of bewilderment and uncertainty in his eyes, "Are you serious?"

Zhao Yelan simply said: "I lied to you."

"Withdraw, withdraw." Yan Mingting said stubbornly, "Go as soon as you go, you are not allowed to play tricks."

"Who is playing tricks?" Zhao Yelan said with a smile.

Yan Mingting chuckled twice: "Why did you suddenly ask me to see your parents?"

"The ugly husband always wants to see his in-laws."

"...you say I'm ugly?"

Zhao Yelan remained silent.

Yan Mingting was also silent.

After a while, Zhao Yelan couldn't help but asked, "Are you angry?"

Yan Mingting continued to remain silent.

"Careful." Zhao Yelan pinched his waist, and Yan Mingting let out a chuckle: "Itchy. I was just thinking about what gift to bring to the meeting. Paper money is definitely not enough."

"...Thinking about it, where are you touching?" Zhao Yelan said in a deep voice.

"Isn't your right chest injured? Let me see if there are any scars." Yan Mingting said shamelessly.

Zhao Yelan rolled over and sat on him, but his clothes were ripped off by the opponent's hand. Yan Mingting also sat up and kissed his lips and neck.

In the darkness, there was only a little moonlight falling on the window indistinctly. Zhao Yelan's breathing became heavier, and he suddenly thought of something.

If he brings a grown man to meet his parents, will his parents be happy?

"Dream Pavilion."

"Ok?"

"I miss you so much."

"Aren't I here?"

"I don't know, I just miss you very much and want to see you." Yan Mingting raised his head, touched his cheek, rubbing his ears and temples together, "Is it okay?"

A moment later, a candle light was lit again in the room, and Yan Mingting could finally see clearly his uncontrollably blushing face and shortness of breath, wishing to leave traces of him all over his body.

Looking at the two shadows cast by the window, Zhao Yelan smiled contentedly.

Parents shouldn't be angry.

Because, he was very happy. For the first time in more than ten years, he felt that he no longer needed such a serious reason to live. He just wanted to relax and be happy. As long as you think about spending time with each other in the future, you will have hope in your life.

In the early morning of the next day, a group of people were having breakfast downstairs. Li Yucheng rolled his eyes and stared at Zhao Yelan non-stop. glance.

"If you don't want your eyes, can I dig them out for you?" Zhao Yelan said calmly.

It just so happened that Fu Qian left the lobby at this time. Hearing him say this at first, as if recalling some terrible scene, he backed away in fright, knocked his head on the door, and then slipped out in a hurry.

"It's early in the morning, don't say it so bloody." Li Yucheng looked at Fu Qian's embarrassed back and laughed.

Zhao Yelan gave Xiao Gao a wink, and Xiao Gao kicked Li Yucheng to the ground with one kick.

Li Yucheng fell and ate shit, but he didn't dare to resist, he patted his buttocks and stood up, looked around, the two girls were whispering, Yan Mingting was serving Zhao Yelan's food, no one cared about his life or death at all.

So miserable.

He sat back down again, finally willing to eat honestly.

After staying in Wancheng for three days, I went shopping and bought everything I needed to buy. The soldiers also rested, so I set off again. There was no further delay in the rest of the journey. Basically, they continued to set off after eating and sleeping. They hurried and hurried, and finally arrived in the capital half a month later.

The mighty team passed through the city gate, causing many people to stop and watch. When they saw the leader Yan Mingting, the crowd knew that it was Yan Mingting and Zhao Yelan who had returned.

Although the capital is far away from Jiangnan, it does not hinder the spread of news. The two first worked together to find out the corrupt officials in Jiangnan, and then discovered the disaster early, and took timely measures to evacuate the refugees, reducing the loss to a large extent. All the people in the world sang praises to these two men.

After the news reached the capital, everyone was talking about it, and their attitude towards Zhao Yelan changed qualitatively. In addition, some people have relatives and friends in Zhihuai and Huaizhou, and they are even more afraid of this matter. Without these two people and this group of soldiers, I am afraid that many tragedies will happen.

People's memories and emotions will always change with time. Zhao Yelan was not in Beijing during this time, and everyone gradually forgot about this person. But when they heard the news again, he became the reborn parent in the mouth of the people in Jiangnan. Thus the new image overlays the original image of treachery.

While some were skeptical, most looked at them with more friendliness and respect.

Butler Tan heard the commotion outside, went to the door to have a look, and saw the two masters came back, excitedly asked someone to clean up the room, and asked the kitchen staff to cook some delicious meals quickly.

"General, you guys are back." Butler Tan looked into the carriage, "Where's your lord?"

Yan Mingting got off his horse and opened the curtain of the carriage.

Butler Qin was a little surprised when he saw Zhao Yelan sitting inside with the same girl, but then he saw that General Yan ignored the girl after taking Mr. Zhao out of the carriage, so he was relieved secretly. A girl comes down.

"Are you all in good health?" Butler Tan stepped forward and asked concerned. He heard that the drought was severe, and he was very glad to see them come back safely. "Go into the house, are you hungry? How about I go to the house now?" Do you want to go buy something for a cushion first?"

"No need, we just finished eating snacks." Zhao Yelan said.

After Yan Mingting asked his subordinates to go back to each house, he was the last one to enter the gate. As soon as he stepped on the threshold, he heard Zhao Yelan order: "Go and pour some tea."

"Okay." Butler Tan was about to go to the back room when he was stopped.

"Wait, I want that...tea for guests."

"Okay."

Yan Mingting didn't sit down, and found a few people to carry the things in the carriage, and stood in front of the hall door watching them carry them back and forth.

At this time, Butler Tan came out with tea and gave each of Zhao Yelan and the two girls a cup, even Xiao Gao got a cup.

Xiao Gao looked at him in trepidation, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, then found a corner and silently spit out the tea dregs.

Zhao Yelan picked up the cup and frowned slightly: "What kind of tea is this?"

"This is your favorite Mingqian tea," said Tan Guanjia.

"What about theirs?"

"Theirs are tea from our General's Mansion."

Zhao Yelan put the cup on the table, his eyes darkened: "Why am I different from theirs?"

Both Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu stopped, and silently put the cup back on the table.

"My lord, don't you not drink tea from the General's Mansion?" Butler Tan said blankly, "I remember you only love this Mingqian Longjing, and you asked me to put away these tea leaves. Right, Xiao Gao? But you pass the word on behalf of your lord of."

Xiao Gao shook his head: "I don't remember."

Butler Tan: "..." You kid hurt me!

"Go get a change." Zhao Yelan said.

"Which one?" Tan Butler carefully confirmed.

"Go and exchange for my mother's tea." Yan Mingting smiled, then stretched out a hand to Zhao Yelan, and said, "Go, I will take you to a place."

"where?"

"You'll know when you go."

Zhao Yelan looked around, Zuo Ran and Yin Pinglu lowered their heads tacitly, he looked at Yan Mingting again, held his hand curiously, and followed him to the backyard.

Xiao Gao also followed, and just two steps away, Zuo Ran pulled him back.

"Are you going to... see your chicken pen and fish pond?" Zhao Yelan followed him as he walked farther and farther towards the backyard. When he passed the fish pond, the other party did not stop, but continued to move forward.

Zhao Yelan caught a glimpse of a white dumpling in the bushes, stepped forward and picked it up, weighed it, and said, "The braise is heavier."

"It can be braised."

Hong Shao seemed to understand their conversation, and flinched in Zhao Yelan's arms.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Yelan stood in front of a forest, stroked the rabbit's head, and said in surprise, "The General's Mansion...is there a forest?"

"Yes, the original mansion was too big. My mother said that there were few people in the family, so she simply built it out and connected it to the mountain forest behind, planting many trees." Yan Mingting took his other hand and protected him. Walking into the forest, "Be careful."

Zhao Yelan walked across a field with his waist bent, his vision suddenly opened up, and there were small tea trees on both sides. He looked around, and was attracted by the tree in front of him again. There were bright red fruits hanging on the tree. He walked forward curiously, only to find out that it was a persimmon.

It was still summer when I left the capital, but it was already autumn when I came back.

Yan Mingting reached out and picked two of them, and wiped them off with his sleeve: "Do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yelan took a few glances and said, "It hasn't been washed."

Yan Mingting laughed twice, and bit it directly: "My mother planted this too. When she and her younger brother were at home, she would come here to plant some trees if she had nothing to do. There are tea leaves in spring, apricots in summer, persimmons in autumn, and oranges in winter. , there are fruits all year round. She always thinks that there should be these things in the house, and we will be happier when we eat them, and we can still think of her."

Zhao Yelan nodded, looked around, and realized that this was not a small project, and said, "Maybe she wants to find something for herself to restrain her longing. After all, you and your father are at the border."

"Yes."

Zhao Yelan turned his head and found that he had already eaten two, and picked the third one.

"Is it so delicious?"

"you try?"

Zhao Yelan lowered his eyes and stared at the persimmon for a long while. Just as he opened his mouth, the other party suddenly came up and got a premeditated kiss before returning the persimmon to him.

Zhao Yelan glanced at him, and then he ate the persimmon smoothly, maybe it was not ripe enough, and it was a bit astringent after eating, and said: "My mouth is numb."

"Let me see."

"..." Zhao Yelan said vaguely, "Did you read it with your tongue?"

"Yeah, this trick is called knowing yourself and knowing your enemy."

"It's clearly an unreasonable word, um..."

The rabbit ran out from Zhao Yelan's arms.

When the two left, Yan Mingting said: "From now on, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, we can come here to pick fruits."

"Yeah." Zhao Yelan was still holding a freshly picked persimmon in his hand, and was already looking forward to the oranges in winter, but when he returned to the lobby, Xiao Gao noticed something unusual.

"My lord, why is your mouth swollen?" Xiao Gao asked in surprise.

Yin Pinglu and Zuo Ran covered their faces and snickered, Zhao Yelan glared at him, threw the persimmon to him, and said, "The persimmon is a bit numb, try it?"

Xiao Gao took a bite, looked at Butler Tan who was passing by, and was about to cry: "What should I do, is my mouth also swollen?"

"Go ahead and dream." Butler Tan said ruthlessly.

"?"

Zhao Yelan finally drank the tea from the General's Mansion. It tasted ordinary, but it was indeed as Yin Pinglu said, because it was mixed with the old lady's feelings, so it seemed precious, and he would be careful when drinking it, for fear of spilling it. up.

"Have the rooms been tidied up?" Yan Mingting asked Butler Tan.

"It's packed, it's still the same as before you left, it hasn't changed at all," Tan Guanjia said.

"I'll go and have a look." Yan Mingting left happily.

Zhao Yelan asked Xiao Gao to take Zuo Ran and the others to the house in the north of the city, and then he also walked to the bedroom. As soon as he came to the door, he heard Yan Mingting asking inside the room: "Uncle Qin, the last time I asked you to throw away Did you throw away the album?"

"No, I'll keep it for you."

"Great, bring it to me quickly."

Zhao Yelan paused, turned around and walked towards the study, wandering around restlessly for a long time.

The two of them have been secretly prodding and doing many intimate things these days, but they have not reached the final step, and he also insists on not taking off the last layer of clothes.

On the way, I can still use the excuse of hurrying, but I have returned to the mansion, what excuse should I use?

It's okay to do it once or twice, but after a long time, Yan Mingting may doubt his feelings, or suspect that he is not good enough, and he is more likely to detect other reasons and find out.

Suddenly, he thought of a person—Gu Niaoyou.

Yan Mingting stayed in the bedroom for a while, but when he came out, he didn't see Zhao Yelan. He searched around, but he didn't see him. He only saw Xiao Gao playing with the rabbit in the front yard, and asked, "Where is Zhao Yelan? Where did it go?"

"The brothel." Xiao Gao said calmly.

Yan Mingting turned pale with shock: "What? He went to the brothel right after returning to Beijing?!"