MTL - After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General-Chapter 21

The two people in the room were stunned by Tan Butler's yell.

Zhao Yelan lowered his head, looked at the ointment on Yan Mingting's hand, and pushed it away with his palm: "I said don't just give me medicine, are you a doctor?"

Knowing that he was wrong, Yan Mingting turned around and asked Butler Tan: "Then where should this medicine be used? Is it useful to rub wounds?"

Butler Tan couldn't tell why. He didn't know if it would be useful, but it should be harmless.

"Go and call the doctor." Zhao Yelan said regretfully.

"I'll go right away!" The steward Tan felt relieved, knocked on the doctor's door overnight, and dragged him to the general's mansion.

After such tossing and going, it was already past time for bedtime, Zhao Yelan, who was unable to take a bath due to trauma, was a little unhappy, and lay on the bed for a while sullen before going to bed.

The next day was the anniversary of the death of General Yan, Yan Mingting took a leave of absence from the imperial court, and Zhao Yelan was just doing idle work in the Imperial Academy, with too many staff, he was not needed at all, but the emperor arranged this for him to appease him. He is also happy to be free.

Butler Tan and his servants prepared all the things needed for the worship, and urged them several times outside the door before Zhao Yelan slowly...was escorted out by Yan Mingting.

"Why don't you go, it's quite far away, you can rest your leg at home." Yan Mingting said worriedly.

Zhao Yelan insisted: "It's okay, Old General Yan still deserves to pay homage."

Yan Mingting glanced at him unexpectedly and agreed.

The general's tomb is on a mountain outside the north of the city, facing the capital far away.

About an hour later, the sedan chair stopped at the bottom of the mountain, and several other generals had already arrived.

"General, Mr. Zhao." Several people shouted, clasping their hands.

Yan Mingting nodded: "Well, let's go."

A group of people climbed up the steps, but they didn't see the figure of the general. When they looked back, they saw Yan Mingting squatting in front of Zhao Yelan, and they were shocked.

Zhao Yelan was also slightly surprised: "What are you doing?"

"Come on, just your leg, it's absolutely terrible to climb up. I can't take responsibility for getting hurt again later." Yan Mingting said.

Zhao Yelan looked down at his knees, he was not someone who would wrong him, so he lay down on it.

Yan Mingting got up with his back on his back, and walked to the front of his subordinates to lead the way easily: "What are you doing in a daze, don't hurry up, the old man is still waiting for you to toast."

A group of generals walked briskly, and left the servants behind in a short while. Butler Tan beat his legs and called Gao Tan: "Xiao Gao, you know martial arts, right? Please help deliver these things to the generals so that you don't have to wait." They will be anxiously waiting."

So Gao Tan had no choice but to run up and down carrying the things, handed everything over to the generals, and then followed them.

Gao Tan was walking beside Zhao Yelan boredly, and suddenly said: "Sir, let me carry you instead."

The others were taken aback, but Zhao Yelan had no objection, and just as he was about to change, He Cuizhang said, "That's right, the general has memorized it for so long, why don't you change me?"

"I would too."

"I also."

Everyone expressed their willingness to carry the wounded, and finally even Zhong Yuehong said, "Let me do it."

Zhao Yelan: "..."

How could it be so embarrassing to enjoy something that was so enjoyable at first?

Yan Mingting turned his head to look at his subordinates, and suddenly noticed that Zhao Yelan strangled his neck secretly, and seemed unwilling to let go, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, my wife will be your turn to carry it?"

The subordinates laughed honestly, Gao Tan no longer insisted, and was soon attracted by the wild flowers and fruits on the road, and turned his head and disappeared.

Zhao Yelan wasn't worried about his safety, but felt a little hot on his body. It was still March, but the two of them had their chests against their backs, so their body temperature would inevitably rise, and this wide back somehow gave people a feeling of peace of mind. , almost fell asleep.

When they reached the top of the mountain, the sun was almost at the top of the head, Zhao Yelan stood limply on the ground, Yan Mingting helped him to rest under the shade of a nearby tree, and then prepared to worship with his subordinates.

Zhao Yelan looked at the mausoleum, it was very large, besides the main tomb, there were two side tombs beside it.

After a while, incense mist rose from the incense burner in front of the tombstone.

Zhao Yelan walked over with a limp, Yan Mingting brought him three sticks of incense, and then stood beside him.

"Father, mother, younger brother, this is the new master of the General's Mansion, come with me to see you."

Zhao Yelan had no extra words, just stared at the words on the tombstone, and solemnly bowed three times with him.

After burning the incense, Yan Mingting fell silent. Instead, his subordinates went to the grave to chatter about the unforgettable battles they had experienced.

Zhao Yelan listened for a while, and found that Yan Mingting had gone to the shade of the tree at some point, looking at it quietly, like a wooden sculpture.

He walked over slowly and stood beside him, and Yan Mingting responded, pointing to the two side tombs jokingly: "There are my mother and my younger brother. When I die, I will be buried here too .”

Zhao Yelan said coldly: "You say this, you are not afraid that your parents will get up from the coffin board in anger."

Yan Mingting smiled, and suddenly said: "My mother took me out for horse riding, and died of a sudden illness within a few days after returning. My younger brother is very weak, completely different from me. He was taken away by a serious illness when he was young. Lost life. Tell me, am I really the lone star of the devil? Will I kill everyone close to me?"

Zhao Yelan looked at him in surprise: "I thought you wouldn't believe such nonsense."

"People will always be afraid, and people's hearts are always fragile." Yan Mingting said softly.

"Then don't be intentional, don't easily let others become your weakness, it will only be a burden and weakness." Zhao Yelan said resolutely.

"Is that how you shut yourself up?"

"Isn't that good?" Zhao Yelan smiled faintly, "In this way, no one will be able to hurt me, and my life is in my own hands."

Yan Mingting was noncommittal, but he intuitively believed that there were many things contained in this sentence, for example, Zhao Yelan must have experienced extremely painful things before he said the word "re-injury", which made him completely afraid of revealing himself weakness.

"Have you ever thought that the successive deaths of so many people around you are caused by man?" Zhao Yelan reminded.

Yan Mingting really came alive: "What do you mean?"

"The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Although your Yan family has been at the border all year round, the most dreadful existence is the presence of a large army. Maybe your father's death was not that simple." Zhao Yelan said.

"Are you guessing wildly, or do you have evidence?"

"Guess." Zhao Yelan looked at his expression, and could see that the other party was still very cautious about this matter, so he continued without a trace, "I'm just suspicious by nature, that's why I asked this question. If it's abrupt, then I I will not ask any more."

Yan Mingting shook his head and asked, "Then who do you think would want my father to die?"

"I don't know, it won't be me anyway."

Yan Mingting was taken aback.

Zhao Yelan said: "I have no grievances or enmities with your father, and I will not harm him, do you believe it?"

"I believe."

"..." Zhao Yelan, who had been typing out a lot of drafts, was suddenly blocked by a single sentence.

"Do you really believe me?"

"Ok."

"why?"

"Because you are Zhao Yelan."

Zhao Yelan looked at him suspiciously.

"Did you guess what I was looking for?" Yan Mingting said, "After Xiao Gao is rescued, he will definitely tell you what questions he was asked. With your intelligence, it should be easy for you to guess that it was my fate." Someone kidnapped him. If you have a guilty conscience, you will definitely act first, and it is impossible for me and my subordinates to come to worship at the general's tomb unharmed at this time."

"So you also deliberately asked Xiao Gao those directional questions? See if I will show my feet?" Zhao Yelan glanced at him with admiration, but unfortunately the other party still didn't guess that Gao Tan was **** by him. arranged.

Yan Mingting did not deny it: "I just want to confirm."

Zhao Yelan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then asking me what my attitude towards you is also intentional?"

"This was on a whim." Yan Mingting blurted out, then looked at him with some embarrassment after a pause, "Then is the answer he said true?"

Zhao Yelan pondered for a moment, thinking whether to tell him the truth about the abduction, glanced out of the corner of his eye, saw Gao Tan coming back, and immediately diverted his attention: "Xiao Gao, what are you holding?"

Yan Mingting didn't wait for the answer, but got the answer from his tangled expression, he didn't deny it! According to Zhao Yelan's temperament, if you don't like it, you don't like it, how can you be so entangled!

Not denying is tantamount to acquiescing.

Yan Mingting's peripheral vision fell on Zhao Yelan all the time, and then he saw Zhao Yelan take a bunch of wild flowers that Gao Tan handed over.

"I picked it just now, do you like it, my lord?" Gao Tan asked.

Zhao Yelan lowered his head and fiddled with the colorful mountain flowers: "Where did you pick them all?"

"On the way."

For some reason, Yan Mingting looked at this scene, inexplicably depressed, and snatched the flower from his hand, and said righteously: "This flower is not bad, my mother likes it the most, can I give it to my mother?"

Zhao Yelan said generously, "Just take it."

Yan Mingting gave Gao Tan a majestic look, took the flowers and placed them in front of the tomb. Turning around, I saw Gao Tan took out some wild fruits from his pocket and offered them to Zhao Yelan.

He stepped forward quickly, snatched the fruit away, and said, "This fruit is good, my brother likes it very much, can you give it to my brother?"

"...Take it here." Zhao Yelan said, "I didn't expect that your family is quite easy to support."

Seeing that the flowers and fruits given to the lord were gone, Gao Tan said aggrieved and frustrated: "My lord, those are all for you..."

"It's okay." Zhao Yelan patted his head, "I see there are still a lot of flowers on the side of the road, you can pick some more."

"Okay!" Gao Tan hurriedly ran down to pick the flowers.

After the worship was over, the group went down the mountain, Zhao Yelan was still lying on Yan Mingting's back, and still had the leisure to slowly appreciate the spring flowers and mountain scenery on both sides.

"My lord, I'm back!" Halfway up the mountain, Gao Tan chased up, Ye Hua hugged him full, and was about to catch up with Zhao Yelan, but Yan Mingting suddenly accelerated and walked like flying.

Gao Tan: "?"

"Yan Mingting, slow down!" Zhao Yelan exclaimed, hugging his neck unexpectedly, and the surrounding scenery hurriedly passed by before him, and he buried his head in fear.

Yan Mingting paused for a moment, then ran even faster.

"General, wait a minute, let me give the flowers to your lord!" Gao Tan kept chasing after him.

The other generals didn't know why, but they chased after him with lightness kung fu. The poor group of servants looked at their backs that disappeared in a blink of an eye, and went down the mountain bitterly.

After finally arriving in the city, Butler Tan remembered another matter, tremblingly came to the balm shop, and asked the shopkeeper, "Do you have any picture books or something?"

When the shopkeeper saw it was him, he immediately knew it, and mysteriously took out a picture book from the hidden compartment: "This is a treasure, and it is hard to buy good things outside, so I will show you if you are old-fashioned." .”

"...What does it mean to be old?" Butler Tan couldn't argue, so he simply didn't explain. He opened the picture book and glanced at it. There were both words and pictures, and he paid the money and left with satisfaction.

Since the general actually used the ointment to wipe Master Zhao's knees, he was certain that the two of them didn't know how to have **** properly.

Fortunately, before the big wedding, when the nanny came from the palace to teach some rules, the general was not in the mansion, so he had to write down some important points. At first, he thought that he would never need them in this life, but he did not expect the general to be so fast...

After running around for almost a day, Zhao Yelan went to the study to lie down and read after finishing his meal. Gao Tan squatted at the door, still mourning for the wild flowers that were blown away by the wind while running.

Yan Mingting went to discuss matters with his subordinates, and came back around midnight, Zhao Yelan had already done a simple wash, lay down and went to bed.

I don't know if it was because he went to the cemetery today, but not long after Zhao Yelan closed his eyes, the figures of his parents appeared in his mind, he woke up in a cold sweat, and heard Yan Mingting whispering to Gao Tan at the door: "You The adults are all asleep, why don't you go back and rest? By the way, go to Mingji tomorrow morning to buy some steamed stuffed buns that he likes to eat and come back."

Then there was the sound of the door closing, if Yan Mingting stepped lightly, no one would be able to detect his footsteps.

Zhao Yelan turned around curiously, and saw Yan Mingting standing by the bed, startled: "Do you have to be so scary?"

"I'll just see if you're asleep." Yan Mingting smiled mischievously, and turned to hit the floor.

Zhao Yelan supported his head with one hand, looked at him for a while, and said, "I can't sleep."

"why?"

"I just can't sleep, why are there so many reasons?"

"Then shall I tell you a bedtime story?"

"..." Zhao Yelan said, "For another story, I don't want to hear the story of Prince Wang."

"Then let me tell you how He Cuizhang caught the sword with his bare hands?"

"not interested."

Yan Mingting guessed that he was only interested in anecdotes about literati, and thinking that Zhao Yelan also kept a lot of books in this room, he planned to find one and read it to him.

He walked to the drawer by the bed, opened it and saw the book on the top, took it out with style, sat down by the bed, opened the first page, and said in a straight line: "A fairy descends to earth, Wearing women's clothes, because of her beauty, she was favored by the romantic son, and brought back to the mansion to have a romantic night, only then did she know that this person was the rabbit **** who came down to earth..."

Yan Mingting was taken aback for a moment: "Ah this... Rabbit God?"

Zhao Yelan frowned slightly, sat up suspiciously and looked at the book, and saw the portrait on the other side, two men entangled together, with a line of small words attached below: backyard flowers are very delicate, need to be picked carefully.

Only now did Yan Mingting see the painting, and looked at him in surprise.

The two looked at each other with complicated and weird expressions - because they both thought that the picture book was prepared by the other party.