After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

After dinner, Zhao Yelan went for a run in the courtyard after changing into smart clothes.

Yan Mingting looked troubled, and while running with him, he didn't want him to run for the purpose of doing that.

After running a full lap, Zhao Yelan was out of breath, and wanted to find a recliner to lie down, but was pulled up by Yan Mingting and walked slowly: "Don't lie down right away, evacuate the blood first."

Zhao Yelan wiped the sweat off his face and said exhaustedly, "I really paid too much for you."

"Yeah." Yan Mingting was also very moved.

Zhao Yelan: "If you dare to find someone else behind my back in the future, I will definitely kill you first."

"Yeah, with such a good atmosphere, don't tell these horror stories." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan laughed twice, broke free from his hand, and began to stride again: "Look, is the movement standard?"

Yan Mingting adjusted his movements, but couldn't help persuading him: "Why don't we rest earlier? You will be very tired like this, so it's better to exercise step by step."

"It makes sense, you should be fine if you wait another three to five years." Zhao Yelan was immediately persuaded, mainly because he was still a little tired from the horse stance. Anyway, Yan Mingting couldn't escape his palm, and he didn't slow him down for a few years. The problem, let's talk about it later when he grows stronger.

Thinking of this, he went to take a bath and go to bed without any psychological burden.

Yan Mingting, on the other hand, was practicing sword in the courtyard with a sad face. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head and saw that it was Butler Tan passing by with a snack. He walked over and sat down on the railing under the porch, blocking in front of Butler Tan.

Butler Tan was taken aback, and asked, "General, do you have anything to tell me?"

Yan Mingting waved at him, butler Tan put his ear close to him.

"Is that the only drawing book you prepared earlier?" Yan Mingting asked furtively.

"I only bought that one, do you want anything else? Shall I buy it for you now?" Butler Tan asked in a low voice.

"Go." After Yan Mingting finished speaking, he added, "Buy them all for me."

At night, after Zhao Yelan fell asleep, Yan Mingting secretly lifted the quilt, tiptoed to the study room, lit a few candles, took out a large stack of drawing books, and began to study carefully.

In the middle of the night, my eyes were red. I read all the postures in these notebooks, and I didn't see any man with his problem. On the contrary, he looked at the people in these books, who stayed up all night until dawn, and couldn't get out of bed for three days, feeling indescribably jealous in his heart! It made his eyes turn red, **** it!

At this time, footsteps sounded outside, he frantically put away these books, and stuffed them into the drawer. Before they could finish stuffing, the door was pushed open, and Zhao Yelan walked in with a candle in his white undershirt.

"If you don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

"I, I... read a book." Yan Mingting pretended to pick up the book in his hand, then quickly stuffed it into the drawer, pushed hard, and it got stuck in the crack, making it impossible to push.

"Do you have such leisure and elegance?" Zhao Yelan didn't believe his nonsense at all, and rarely came to the study on weekdays, let alone sneaking around in the middle of the night, there must be something wrong, he narrowed his eyes, "You can't be Are you here to steal my account book?"

"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Yan Mingting said with a straight face.

Zhao Yelan approached and shone a candle in front of his face, revealing the guilty expression on his face. He glanced down, accidentally touched the book by his feet, and picked it up.

"Don't look." Yan Mingting's face changed, and he was about to grab it, but he was still a step too late.

Zhao Yelan turned around, opened a page casually, and saw two men having **** on it.

"Is this the book you want to read even if you don't sleep?" Zhao Yelan looked at him calmly.

Yan Mingting's face was flushed, he rubbed his face, and simply smashed the jar: "Yes, yes...Is there any problem?"

With a "snap", Zhao Yelan threw the book on the table and said, "Go back to sleep."

"Oh..." Yan Mingting raised his head and asked suddenly: "Didn't you fall asleep? Why did you get up?"

Zhao Yelan was silent for a moment.

He turned over in the middle of the night, subconsciously touched the side, but found that it was empty, woke up, picked up a candle and started looking for someone, until he saw a light in the study, he came over.

As if guessing the reason, Yan Mingting smiled suddenly, took his hand, pulled him onto his lap, buried his head in his neck, and took a deep breath.

Zhao Yelan has loved spices for many years, so there is always a fragrance on his body. Yan Mingting smelled the faint fragrance, and seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he kept sniffing until it left a scent on his neck. Zhao Yelan pushed him away without leaving any traces.

"It's against me." Zhao Yelan lowered his head and said.

"What's going on here?" Yan Mingting was already extremely puzzled, and looked down. He was so energetic when he was making out, but he fell so fast when he was about to fight, it really made him feel ashamed. exhausted.

Zhao Yelan frowned when he mentioned this matter, and lost confidence, knowing that persuasion was useless, after all, it was about a man's dignity, even if he said a thousand times that he didn't care, it was impossible for Yan Mingting to not mind at all.

He could only divert the other party's attention, pinched the other party's chin, lowered his head and kissed her.

Sure enough, Yan Mingting was dazed by his kiss in the blink of an eye, as if he had forgotten other troubles, and only cared about responding and groping for the other party. Suddenly, he noticed something pinching his waist, he couldn't help being stunned, and smiled. Looking at Zhao Yelan. A faint blush floated on Zhao Yelan's face, he turned his head, put it on Yan Mingting's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Help me."

Yan Mingting helped him relieve it for a long time, and seeing him huddled in his arms with a full face, thin sweat on his forehead, but it was still fragrant, and there was still a blush on his face, something said in his heart Undeniable satisfaction.

Only he can see such beauty.

Yan Mingting was about to take a handkerchief to wipe his hands, when he suddenly heard the other party put his arms around his neck, and said in a soft voice: "This is very comfortable."

Yan Mingting suddenly became more energetic, picked him up and put him on the slum by the window, leaned over and hugged him, and after a while of tenderness, he heard the sound of the **** crowing, and then reluctantly carried him back to the room.

"Go back to sleep, I'm going to court."

"Hmm..." Zhao Yelan felt drowsy, and responded weakly, turning over, exposing half of his shoulders.

Yan Mingting leaned over and took a bite, then covered him with a quilt and set off for the palace.

Today's state is obviously different from yesterday's. His colleagues can't help but feel happy for him seeing that he is in a much better mood. He really deserves to be a great general. He worries about the people's worries first, and then enjoys the people's happiness. He is really a role model for my generation.

Yan Mingting didn't know that so many people were observing his expression changes, and soon, he was a little dizzy from a pleasant surprise.

The emperor even rewarded him with the Chisha Sword!

Although he is not interested in the rewards of things outside of him, he has no resistance to swords and the like, not to mention the famous Chisha Sword, which is the most powerful sword in the hearts of all soldiers and the most respected in the eyes of civilian officials. Shangfang sword.

He took the sword solemnly with both hands, his face was heavy, and his face was full of joy. Hearing the congratulations from his colleagues, he couldn't wait to show Zhao Yelan a look.

After the court was over, he found the emperor on purpose and thanked him again, but Zhao Xuan said: "You deserve it, and I hope you will do your best in the future and continue to protect the peace of the world, so that I will not be in vain for my friendship with Zhao Qing." your trust."

"Zhao Qing?" Yan Mingting was stunned for a moment.

"What? Didn't you know that he begged for this sword for you?" Zhao Xuan was also very surprised, because Zhao Yelan was never a person who did good deeds without leaving his name, so he didn't inform Yan Mingting in advance?

Zhao Xuan looked at the back of Yan Mingting's brisk steps, but his face gradually sank, feeling a little sour for no reason.

Yan Mingting hurried back to the General's Mansion, but failed to catch up, Zhao Yelan had already set off for the Imperial Academy. He turned around and went to the school ground again, and showed the Chisha sword to tens of thousands of soldiers, which made He Cuizhang and others envious.

"The emperor is wise! Only this sword is worthy of being a general!" He Cuizhang cautiously wanted to touch the sword, but Yan Mingting slapped his hand away.

"Be careful, don't break it."

"...Not so not so."

The soldiers also gathered around, and each one of them looked like they were looking at a treasure, asking whether it was the real Chisha Sword or not.

"Then can there be a fake? The emperor personally handed it to me!" Yan Mingting said proudly.

"That's great, when can I get the sword bestowed by the emperor?" He Cuizhang enviously said.

"First of all, you have to have a capable wife... You guys actually know that Zhao Yelan got this sword for me?" Yan Mingting pretended to be shocked.

Everyone: "...?" No, we don't know.

After all, Zuo Ran is young and has few opportunities to get in touch. He doesn't know what gourd medicine he sells behind his back. Unlike He Cuizhang and others who have become numb, he said in surprise: "What? Master Zhao got this for you? God, Zhao My lord is so powerful, my lord Zhao loves the general so much!"

Yan Mingting was satisfied, and even praised her for being smart.

Everyone: "..."

As if showing off this little was not enough, he specially wrote letters to the lieutenants of Zhong Yuehong at the border and his uncles who were far away in other places, telling him about it. After all, getting the Chisha Sword is indeed a glorious thing.

It would have been better if he didn't describe how much Zhao Yelan loved him in so much space, it made the teeth of those old uncles feel sour.

After doing all this, Yan Mingting began to think again, Zhao Yelan won such a big treasure for him, what can he do for him?

On the other hand, Zhao Yelan went out at noon and went to the liaison room, where Yin Pinglu was already waiting.

He handed over all the ledgers to Yin Pinglu, and told her what she was going to do, and Yin Pinglu wrote them down one by one.

In addition, he also planned to introduce Gu Niaoyou to her, so that it would be more convenient to do things in the future.

"Hey, why did you bring a beauty here today?" When Gu Niao walked into the room, she saw a strange woman, and when she got closer, she found that the clothes of the two were the same. She sat down displeased, "Okay Zhao Yelan, I thought I was the only one who had this dress, but it turned out that everyone had it."

"I wouldn't buy clothes from your girl's house. I saw that she has a good eye, so I just bought them." Zhao Yelan said.

Yin Pinglu blushed slightly, and explained: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Miss Gu would wear this dress today."

"you know me?"

"Master Zhao just gave me a brief introduction."

Gu Niaoyou looked at Zhao Yelan, and Zhao Yelan introduced Yin Pinglu to her again. After listening, Gu Niaoyou was silent for a moment, her eyebrows and eyes that were always teasing drooped: "The daughter of the prefect of Yin? Aren't you a broken family? ? Why are you alright?"

Zhao Yelan glanced at her unexpectedly. After she became the shopkeeper of Hongxiulou, she got used to being both right and left, and greeted everyone with a smile. It was rare to see her be so **** for tat.

Yin Pinglu replied neither humble nor overbearing: "Yes, but my father and those brother-in-laws made the mistake. It has nothing to do with me. Neither my brother nor my sister was implicated. But I also want to thank Mr. Zhao for his help. Willing to find me something to do."

Gu Niaoyou drank a sip of tea dully, twitched the corners of her mouth, her smile didn't reach her eyes: "It's great, it's great to meet a noble person, and it's great to be educated and sensible... You can still do these jobs openly and aboveboard."

Zhao Yelan understood, knowing that she was thinking of her past, and it was difficult to comfort her, because after all, this was a past that neither of them wanted to mention.

Fortunately, Gu Niaoyou's mood came and went quickly, and he put on a smile again in a blink of an eye, and chatted with them about serious matters.

After half an hour, the conversation was almost over. Gu Niaoyou stretched her waist and said that she wanted to go back and check the situation in the building: "Last night, the prince came again. He obviously couldn't do it himself. It's because of our girls not working hard that night. I searched several times but couldn't solve it, I'll see if he still has the face tonight."

Yin Pinglu's face turned red when he heard that, but Zhao Yelan blinked, picked up his teacup, and asked casually, "Can't he?"

"Yeah, it's long gone when I'm old enough to still love to play with girls," Gu Niao said.

"A handful of age... what about when he was young? Okay?"

"How did I know when he was young?" Gu Youyou smiled and patted his shoulder as if hearing some joke, spilling the tea in her hand.

Zhao Yelan stabilized the teacup, pretending to be calm and asked: "Then are there any guests who couldn't do it when they were young?"

"Yes, some will come to our girls to try, and if they don't succeed, they will bully them. Qingyan, you forgot? In the past, she was tortured so hard in other buildings, so you let me take her to us. building."

Zhao Yelan only remembered that when he passed by, he saw a certain brothel throwing a frail girl out, so he asked Gu Niaoyou to check what happened, and then Gu Niaoyou spent a lot of money to buy her to the Hongxiulou.

"Why can't it work?" Zhao Yelan asked puzzled.

Gu Niaoyao: "There are many reasons, some are inherently bad, and some are broken later."

Zhao Yelan thought about it carefully, and felt that none of them fit Yan Mingting's situation, and asked, "Then how should we treat it?"

Gu Niaoyou rolled her eyes, and suddenly approached and said, "What are you doing asking about these things? Could it be you who can't do it?"

"Pfft—" Zhao Yelan sprayed out the tea.

Yin Pinglu's face was already flushed, and he covered his ears.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Zhao Yelan said angrily.

"Then why are you asking these questions? It can't be the general, right? It's impossible for him to look like that." Gu Niao said loudly.

"..." Zhao Yelan couldn't refute, and wiped the tea on the table guiltily.

"Actually, it doesn't have to be completely impossible." Gu Youyou was sure that he was incapable, and said quietly, "A large number of people are too nervous and inexperienced at the first time, so when they get excited, they immediately Let me tell you, this happens a lot.”

Zhao Yelan's eyelashes trembled, as if he had found the cause.

"Then what to do?"

With an expression of "You really can't do it, you still want to quibble?" Gu Niao said, "Usually at times like this, we girls will make some preparations first, then let the guests relax first, tease them for a while, and then Just go with the flow... But in your situation, you should first see if the general is willing to tease you." After she finished speaking, she laughed to herself.

Zhao Yelan looked embarrassed, thoughtful.

In the evening, Zhao Yelan returned home from the Imperial Academy, and when he passed the market, he heard commotion outside, opened the curtain and asked, "What's going on in front?"

Xiao Gao raised his head and looked into the distance: "It seems that someone came out of the Zhao residence... Wait, isn't that the general?"

Zhao Yelan stepped out of the sedan chair curiously, and found that he had already arrived near the Zhao Mansion, but there were many people around the door. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yan Mingting came out of the Zhao Mansion, holding a box with two plaques inside.

Standing behind the crowd, he heard the people in front say: "I heard that the general is going to ask for memorial tablets. He wants to move the memorial tablets of Zhao Yelan's parents to the general's mansion, and wants them to share the same specifications as the old general and the old lady." treatment."

"Ah? By the way, who are Zhao Yelan's parents?"

"It must be an ordinary family, otherwise why would no one know the names of his parents?"

Yan Mingting was followed by Tan Butler and his servants, and beside him was an eminent monk. As soon as he walked out of the crowd, he noticed the person standing in the corner, and immediately stepped forward, saying, "Are you back?"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yelan lowered his eyes, looking at the two tablets in the box. They had been in a dark and humid place for many years, and they were almost moldy, exuding a rotten smell, but now they have been wiped. It must be clean and held in the palm of the hand.

"Didn't you say that you want to bring me to see your parents? I saw that you didn't move for a long time, so I asked this eminent monk to calculate the date. Today is just an auspicious day for moving the memorial tablet. The next time will be in a month. I I don't want to wait so long, I want to take our parents back to the General's Mansion as soon as possible, and get our offerings. I waited for you for a day and didn't come back. Seeing that the auspicious time is about to pass, I came here first on my own initiative. If you disagree and feel abrupt, I will take our parents back immediately." Yan Mingting said.

"Do you know who they are?" Zhao Yelan lowered his voice.

They are sin slaves, people who will never see the light of day, and people who have been branded as slaves for generations.

"I know, they are our parents." Yan Mingting said.

After a while, Zhao Yelan finally raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at him restrainedly.

Yan Mingting panicked: "Are you upset? How about I let it go now..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yelan opened his arms and hugged him.

Yan Mingting first heard gasps from the surroundings, and then heard Zhao Yelan laugh, and said in a rustling voice, "Okay, take our parents back."