After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

The dungeon is always dark and damp, and there is a rotten and foul smell in the air. No matter how many times you come here, it makes Zhao Yelan frown.

He walked slowly to the innermost cell, and heard a low-pitched nursery rhyme, which children in the capital would hum when they were young: "The moon bends, the moon bends, it's Aniang's arms..."

The person inside was handcuffed with heavy shackles on both hands and feet. Hearing the movement, he raised his head, saw him, and sighed: "Why didn't you leave the capital as planned last year? If you left, today we will There is no need to meet here anymore."

"Why did you do this?" Zhao Yelan asked.

Gu Niao twitched the corner of her mouth.

"I searched every corner of the capital, but I didn't suspect you." Zhao Yelan said in a deep voice.

Gu Niaoyou stood up and walked slowly to the door, the sound of the shackles dragging on the ground was very dull and heavy.

The two of them stared at each other for a while through a cell door, and Gu Niaoyou asked, "Is he dead?"

"Everyone in the Tai Hospital is trying to save him. He is still in a coma, but his condition has improved a bit. We will wait for him to wake up." Zhao Yelan said.

On the day of the assassination, everyone in the capital was alarmed. When Zhao Xuan was sent back to the palace, she was already unconscious. The people in the Tai Hospital were busy in and out for three days before pulling him back from the gate of hell. Wake up, someone is watching day and night.

After Sun Muyun saw Zhao Xuan's injury, she was filled with grief, she couldn't control her emotions for a while, her stomach pain was unbearable, and she gave birth to a prince ahead of schedule. Fortunately, the mother and child are safe, but they also need to be taken care of by the imperial physician. The palace is very busy now.

"Ah...you're not dead yet. Didn't I choose the seat right? I'm clearly aiming at my heart." Gu Niaoyou smiled helplessly, "It seems like fate."

"Gu Niaoyao." Zhao Yelan gritted his teeth and called out to her, "Why on earth did you do this? Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Death?" Gu Niao's shoulders trembled, and he laughed out loud, "The thing I'm not afraid of the most is death. I'm just afraid that before I die, I don't have a few backs. gone."

Zhao Yelan frowned upon hearing this: "Aren't you on the same side as him?"

"Yes, and no." Gu Niao curled up with a smile on his lips, "A year ago I heard that the princess of Southern Xinjiang wanted to marry Yan Mingting, and I wanted to help you find out about her, but who knew that I found something interesting Come on, she had an affair with the eldest prince."

"So you help them meet privately?"

"That's right. I pretended to help him regain the throne and pass on news from the two countries to him. He's a fool and he'll believe it. If you don't believe it, you have to believe it, because no one in the capital is willing to help him." Gu Youyou smiled contemptuously, " The person who went to the other palace to take him away was killed by Yan Mingting's subordinates long ago, and I sent someone to rescue him back to Hongxiu Tower."

"You don't want to help him seize the throne at all, otherwise you wouldn't let him do the assassination in public."

"Of course I won't help him. I just remind him that the emperor may leave the palace from time to time. If he stays in the secret passage for a long time, his mind will become confused and he can only think about one thing, which is to kill Zhao Xuan took his place." Gu Niao said.

"But he failed, but gave you a chance to succeed."

"Yes, he is just a jumping clown, let him go out for a few jumps first, and I will have a chance when everyone's attention is attracted by him." Gu Youyou smiled, "We have to wait for Zhao Xuan to leave the palace. It’s not easy, I thought this plan would take a long time.”

"So your purpose is to make their brothers kill each other?" Zhao Yelan asked.

Gu Niao raised her chin and said calmly: "Yes, I want the Zhao family to have a terrible death. Don't you find it interesting that father and son can kill each other and brothers can kill each other?"

Zhao Yelan guessed that it had something to do with his childhood experience, and said: "Those things back then were done by the first emperor, and had nothing to do with Zhao Xuan, and he also indirectly helped us avenge, and now the society has stabilized..."

"It has nothing to do with him?" Gu Youyou suddenly laughed out loud, a little hoarsely, she clutched the pillar tightly with her veins protruding, and asked through gritted teeth, "Then those things back then, did they have anything to do with me? Did they have anything to do with you? Why? When killing us, it is the Zhu Jiu Clan, who would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go? When it is their turn to kill a group of murderers, they will be separated and irrelevant?"

Zhao Yelan looked at her quietly. He had seen hatred in her eyes before. He thought it was just that the other party couldn't hide it, but he didn't expect such deep hatred.

"Gu Niaoyao, you are risking your life."

"Don't call me Gu Niaoyao."

Zhao Yelan was startled.

"Gu Niaoyou died long ago by the executioner's knife, my surname is Jiang."

Zhao Yelan looked shocked. Among the people involved in the case of An Qinghou, there was only one family named Jiang, and that was An Qinghou.

"You are…"

"I am my father's youngest concubine." Gu Niao recalled the past after a long absence, "I have been studying and learning calligraphy since I was a child, and my husband is the imperial tutor. My previous knowledge is no worse than that of Yin Pinglu. If I learn more In the past few years, maybe I have to be a female champion. My father taught me martial arts, saying that a daughter should have some self-defense skills. It would be even better if she can defend the country. Unfortunately, I only learned how to hold a sword. No one will teach me anymore."

"Zhao Yelan, you just watched your parents die with your own eyes, and you endured the humiliation for so many years. What about me? Hundreds of people in my whole family were killed by swords. Have you ever seen real blood flow like a river? I'm still in my infancy The younger brother in the middle was thrown into the well before he could even speak. What did he have to do with this incident? There are more than 20,000 people who have anything to do with our family, regardless of age or distance. , dead, injured, even innocent people like you were involved, and ended up in ruins, how do you want me to let go?"

"I can't let go..." Gu Niao cried bitterly.

Zhao Yelan's expression was sad, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

He has never suspected Gu Niaoyou's head, because the two have experienced the same tragic thing, and they can understand each other's pain without saying a lot. However, he still underestimated Gu Niaoyou's determination, and forbearance for so many years, he was able to hide everything completely, even he never noticed the difference in identity.

But he is probably the only one who can understand Gu Niaoyou's choice. If it were him before, he would probably be so desperate.

He handed in the handkerchief, and Gu Niaoyou took it, but his hands were handcuffed, and his smile was uglier than crying; "Wipe it for me."

Zhao Yelan wiped her face slowly, while Gu Niaoyi raised her head and said, "Actually, when I was first imprisoned, I really didn't want to live anymore, but every time I see you, I feel like I can live again." Persevere, you didn't even go looking for a life, why should I do it in the first place?"

Zhao Yelan said: "Your family must hope that you can live a good life."

"I can't live anymore, I'm really tired of living in this world." Gu Niaoyou looked up at him, "When you were about to fake your death, you probably thought the same way. If you get revenge, there is nothing worth commemorating in this world. It's better to leave."

Zhao Yelan did not deny it.

"But you are lucky. You met Yan Mingting, which made you miss you so much." Gu Niao said, "I don't have such luck."

Zhao Yelan quietly accompanied her for a while, and the visiting time was coming soon, Gu Niaoyou whispered: "All my savings over the years are in the room we are in touch with, you take those silver taels and give them to the girl Arrange a good place for them all, they are all innocent and don't know anything about me at all."

Zhao Yelan: "Okay."

"There is something left for you in the building, don't forget. You are not short of money, so I can only leave you some spices and tea leaves. The spices are the Western Region incense that I personally selected. After so many years, I have followed you I am used to using spices, and it seems to be able to cover up the filthy smell that has been on my body for many years."

"...En." Zhao Yelan lowered his eyes, his throat rolled, and his voice was obscure, "Is there any more?"

"You and Yan Mingting have to be good, he treats you well, don't play petty temper all day long, how nice it is to live with Meimei."

"Excuse me." Zhao Yelan pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty, and asked, "Have you ever heard Zhao Xu mention the southern border poison?"

"What poison?"

"It's nothing." Zhao Yelan looked sad.

"There is one last thing, you must help me."

Zhao Yelan looked at her: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you be able to kill Yu Junliang directly in prison before?" Gu Niao said, "I would rather die by your hand than by the executioner's hand, with my head in a different place. You can fulfill my last share." Is it decent?"

After a long time, Zhao Yelan replied, "Okay."

"Thank you, the most valuable thing in my life is getting to know you as a friend." Gu Niao said with red eyes.

Zhao Yelan had a sore nose and asked, "What's your name?"

Gu Niao was stunned for a moment, and after more than ten years, she finally said her name slowly: "Jiang Mu, my name is Jiang Mu, Mu from Sanshui Yimu."

"Hello, Jiang Mu."

"Zhao Mengting, take care."

After he came out of the prison, he looked around and suddenly wanted to see Yan Mingting. He got into the sedan chair, but he thought the sedan chair was too slow. Ming Ting, Yan Ming Ting!"

"I'm here." Yan Mingting walked out of the bedroom, and Zhao Yelan ran up to him, stretched out his arms and hugged him.

"Have you seen her?" Yan Mingting lowered his head and asked.

Zhao Yelan nodded.

Yan Mingting patted his head, and said softly: "Let's go into the house."

Zhao Yelan let go of his hand, and just as he stepped over the threshold, he suddenly heard a "bang". He turned his head to look at Yan Mingting in panic, and saw Yan Mingting slam one hand on the door, clenched tightly, his whole body Falling down in a daze.

"Yan Mingting!" Zhao Yelan immediately went to help him.

Yan Mingting slipped to the ground, leaning against the door, his face pale, and smiled at him: "It's okay, I'm just a little dizzy, just take it easy, go to the kitchen and pour me a glass of water."

"I'm not going, I'm not going anywhere!" Zhao Yelan hugged him, "You don't want to find excuses to drive me away."

Yan Mingting leaned into his arms and said with a smile: "But, I'm a little dizzy now, I want to sleep for a while..."

"Don't sleep!"

"Okay, don't sleep, I won't sleep."

"General, my lord, what's the matter with you?" Xiao Gao Xunsheng rushed over and was startled at the door.

"Go and get a glass of water," Zhao Yelan ordered immediately.

"Here we come, the water is here." Xiao Gao went to pour a glass of water and handed it to Yan Mingting. When he lowered his eyes, he found that Yan Mingting's whole body was tense and his hands were clutching his thighs, "General, pinch yourself What are you doing?"

Zhao Yelan was taken aback for a moment, and then he noticed that he had been secretly torturing himself to stay awake, and immediately a line of hot tears rolled out of his eyes: "Why, why do you want to be like this..."

"Mengting, don't cry." Yan Mingting raised his hand, wiped away his tears, and said with a pale face, "Go and find Yao Muze."

"Okay, I'll go." Zhao Yelan handed the person over to Xiao Gao, then got up and went out, walked outside the door, he waited for a moment, and heard Yan Mingting's restrained pain inside, his heart seemed to be whipped back and forth , The pain was so painful that I almost lost consciousness.

Almost all the people from the Imperial Hospital were in the palace, so Zhao Yelan found the Imperial Palace from the Imperial Hospital and brought Yao Muze out.

Seeing his expression, Yao Muze knew that the situation was not good, so he quickly followed him to the General's Mansion, and Yan Mingting seemed to have recovered, half leaning on the bed and eating melon seeds like a normal person.

"I really trouble you to make a trip." Yan Mingting said with a smile.

"You are welcome, General." Yao Muze opened the medical box, "This poison occurs intermittently. I will give you an injection first, hoping to relieve your pain during the attack."

"I'm sorry." Yan Mingting looked at Zhao Yelan again, "Mengting, go and see if dinner is ready, and stay with Dr. Yao for dinner tonight."

"Don't go." Zhao Yelan sat down at the table, calmly said, "Do the acupuncture, don't worry about me."

One by one thin needles were inserted into the acupuncture points. Zhao Yelan felt that he was about to die of pain just looking at it, but Yan Mingting hadn't closed his mouth yet, chatting with Yao Muze: "Dr. Is Madam wiping tears secretly now?"

"No." Yao Muze said.

"That's good. I'm really afraid that you outsiders will see it. You don't know that he is so beautiful, and he is even more charming when he cries. Hey, it's better that no one will ever see him cry, otherwise How angry I am."

"Master Zhao doesn't cry easily."

"Is that so... Hey, Doctor Yao, do you think there is anyone else in this world who is worthy of him besides me, a handsome man?"

"there is none left."

"I think so too." Yan Mingting laughed.

Listening to their conversation, Zhao Yelan remained silent, as if he didn't exist, and just watched Yan Mingting quietly.

At night, Zhao Yelan was lying beside him, talking about Gu Niaoyou, Yan Mingting sighed endlessly.

"Do you know what she said?"

"say what?"

Zhao Yelan propped up his upper body and looked at him: "She said, let us live a good life in the future."

Yan Mingting touched his cheek and whispered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He obviously paid attention to it. After entering the southern border, he ordered everyone not to eat food other than military rations, and made people strictly guard against the military rations. But he didn't expect that the eighth princess would use herself as a poison inducer. Knowing that he would press the old general to find out the cause of his death, he poisoned him before he died.

After these years of refinement, the poison is more toxic than that of the past, and there will be no reaction at the beginning. He was eager to come back to see Zhao Yelan, so he rushed back without stopping. When he was about to enter the capital, he suddenly had a splitting headache. Limbs were weak and fell from the horse, only then did I realize that I might have been poisoned.

"I thought I could face it calmly, but I can't..." Zhao Yelan even made arrangements for his funeral, planning to leave together after Yan Mingting left, but today when he saw Yan Mingting fall to the ground with his own eyes However, he still underestimated his endurance, he simply couldn't watch the other party die in his arms.

"My parents are dead, one of my friends is unconscious, and the other is waiting to die in the dungeon. Even you have to leave me...Why can't I keep anyone I want to keep? Please, Yanfang Li, I beg you, can you survive?" Zhao Yelan held his hand and begged hoarsely, "I will never lose my temper with you again, don't leave me alone..."

Yan Mingting's eyes turned hot, he hugged him into his arms, and asked with a choked voice: "Mengting, tell me, am I really the lone star of the evil spirit? Now I'm on my body, and I've even harmed you ..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Yelan covered his mouth, kissed his eyes, and sucked his lips. The tears of the two were mixed together, and it was impossible to tell whose it was. He only hoped that time would stop at this place forever. Night, tomorrow never comes.