Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

The cold disaster that broke out in the thirty-six cities of Pingchuan not only reached the ears of Tan Chuyan but also reached the ears of Chu Minghan.

Looking up in the morning, his face was always tense, looking more terrifying than the cold disaster.

All the ministers lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Once the disaster relief was done, it would be done. But if it was not done well, it would be a big trouble.

Any scandals about the refugees or relief itself, would destroy the image that the Jing royal family had worked so hard to create. And the person doing the work would be a sinner.

But this disaster must be relieved, and leaving it alone would only make it more difficult to end.

Furthermore, the thirty-six cities of Pingchuan had only been taken over from Qi Kingdom less than a month ago, and many matters such as official transfer, folk customs education, currency system, etc. had not been properly arranged.

This was simply a hot potato.

But now, it had become impossible to decide which unlucky guy would take over this piece of potato.

Chu Qingyi looked at the minister and her three younger brothers calmly and moved her steps.

But before she could speak in a hurry, Chu Yiling beat her to it.

“Father,” Chu Yiling glanced at Chu Yilian who was sent by Yuan mei-ren, and admonished: “The seventh brother has just entered the court not long ago, why not give the disaster relief task to the seventh brother and let him practice his skills.”

Chu Minghan couldn’t tell what Chu Yiling was thinking. He directly rejected Chu Yiling and scolded: “Nonsense! Don’t you know what the situation is in the Pingchuan now? Do you want to push your own brother into the fire pit?”

“But Father,” Chu Yiling said: “Someone has to solve this matter. If the seventh brother can solve this matter, wouldn’t it just prove that Father’s teachings are good? I think it’s okay to let your seventh brother go.”

Chu Minghan leaned forward slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes: “You have to go too, do you dare?”

Chu Yiling met Chu Minghan’s eyes directly: “Dare!”

It was just right to let him go, and he could also take the opportunity to deal with Chu Yilian, an eyesore.

Although Chu Yilian had a humble status and his mother was a dancer, Chu Minghan’s blood was flowing in his body, and he was a candidate for the crown prince too.

So, one less person was better than one more person. As for the things he encountered during the disaster relief, he didn’t believe he couldn’t solve them himself.

Chu Minghan raised his eyebrows: “If you dare, I won’t let you go. I have few sons. If something happens to you, I will regret it to death. Qingyi——”

Chu Minghan moved his eyes to Chu Qingyi, just when everyone thought that Chu Minghan was going to sacrifice this daughter, he asked: “Go and ask Feng Chilie if he wants to go.”

Feng Chilie was a pathetic man, and he inevitably broke his leg. They couldn’t understand why the king asked for the general.

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After leaving the court, Chu Qingyi and Lan Yue went straight to the general’s mansion. When they arrived at the door, they met Tan Chuyan who was walking slowly.

“Your Highness, the Fifth Prince, is going out?” Chu Qingyi greeted him.

Tan Chuyan held up his hands and said, “Yes, I went out for a walk. I lay in bed for more than ten days. My bones are all soft.”

“Indeed.” Chu Qingyi walked into the general’s mansion very familiarly and it was like her own home.

She walked to the living room. When Uncle Fu went to pick up Feng Chilie, she said to Tan Chuyan, “I think it’s better for the Fifth Highness not to go out all the time. It will be troublesome if he encounters a group of assassins again.”

“Thank you very much, Princess, for the reminder.” Tan Chuyan smiled and said, “But I have already contacted Young Master Yan and asked him to write a letter to Master Yan Lie to deal with those unscrupulous killers.”

“Yes.”

Chu Qingyi nodded: “But Your Highness should pay more attention to your health. Feng Chilie told me that you are as delicate as a ragdoll. If you either cough or have a fever, you will be blown away by the wind at any time.”

“…”

Tan Chuyan twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment. Although coughing and fever were common, being blown away by the wind was a bit much.

“Sister!”

Feng Chilie was pushed over by Uncle Fu and shouted from a distance.

Entering the living room, Feng Chilie didn’t even look at Tan Chuyan and even turned his back toward him.

Tan Chuyan was not angry about it. Seeing that the siblings had no intention of asking him to leave, he sat quietly in an inconspicuous place and drank hot tea.

Feng Chilie slid his wheelchair to Chu Qingyi and tugged at her bright red court dress: “Eldest sister, why did you come to my place without even changing into your court dress? Is there something urgent?”

“There is indeed something.” Chu Qingyi was holding the tea served by her servants and sipping it in small sips: “You know about the cold disaster that broke out in the thirty-six cities of Pingchuan.”

“Yes, I heard about it.” Feng Chilie straightened his back slightly, the smile on his face disappeared instantly and was replaced by seriousness.

Chu Qingyi put down the tea cup and glanced at his legs with some worry: “How long will it take to get better?”

“It’s almost done.” Feng Chilie patted his legs, which were stronger than an ox: “I originally fell lightly, and I can walk these days.”

Listening to someone’s lies, Tan Chuyan raised his eyelids and glanced at him, then continued to drink tea, the white mist blurring his vision.

“But you still can’t walk.” Chu Qingyi sighed: “It’s still not good. You can’t handle Pingchuan at all.”

Although she didn’t say it clearly, Feng Chilie had already heard the meaning of her words. He raised his thick and stylish eyebrows: “So, the king is going to ask me to go handle the disaster relief?”

What was Chu Minghan thinking about asking a disabled person to take care of disaster relief?

Tan Chuyan’s fingers rubbed the smooth teacup, and for a while, he couldn’t understand Chu Minghan.

Feng Chilie sighed, “I’ll go, I’ll go. All the troublesome tasks have fallen on me in recent years, and your royal family members must be bored.”

Chu Qingyi: “…”

Although he had ‘inconvenient legs’, Feng Chilie continued this difficult task without hesitation.

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Watching Chu Qingyi leave, Feng Chilie raised his chin towards Tan Chuyan and said, “Your Highness, please send me back.”

Tan Chuyan put down the teacup and stood up to push Feng Chilie away, even though he knew Feng Chilie was very dissatisfied that he left privately in the morning, but at least it was out of concern, so there was no need to worry about anything.

But as soon as he entered the room, Feng Chilie stood up from the wheelchair. He kicked the door shut, grabbed Tan Chuyan’s slender wrist with one hand, pinched Tan Chuyan’s chin with the other, pushed and half pressed him against the wall.

“Tan, Chu, Yan,” Feng Chilie said word by word through gritted teeth, “Is it difficult for you to get some rest?”

The man’s solid chest pressed tightly against him. Although the heavy winter coat blocked the scorching temperature, it couldn’t block the powerful heartbeat.

Feng Chilie’s heartbeat was neither fast nor slow, Tan Chuyan was confused for a moment. He calmly adjusted his posture, turned his head back, tried hard to find Feng Chilie’s eyes, and met his gaze, saying, “It’s okay, okay. It’s not too difficult. As long as I finish the matter, I will definitely get some good rest.”

“Tasks? There are so many tasks for you.” Feng Chilie’s fingers applied pressure, intertwining with his breath. “Besides, this is the Jing Kingdom. What reasons and identities do you have to manage this and the other?”

“For you, it didn’t matter.” Tan Chuyan curled his eyelashes. “You also know how troublesome it would be for me to be targeted by someone with ulterior motives. So, for the sake of the friendly neighborly relationship between our kingdoms, I have to contribute my own strength to some extent, don’t you think so?”

While Tan Chuyan’s words were righteous and touching, Feng Chilie didn’t buy it at all.

“What contribution can you make with a sick and crooked body?”

Feng Chilie wanted to take off this man’s pants and give him a severe beating, treating him like a disobedient child. However, even though he didn’t proceed with that action, his words still stung like a slap to Tan Chuyan’s pride.

Tan Chuyan’s expression went blank for a moment, and an abnormal red color spread from his snow-white neck under the hem of his clothes.

“You—”

Before Tan Chuyan could finish his words, Feng Chilie pressed his fingers on his soft lips and said in a softer tone in his ear, “I’m too sensitive during this period. Just stay in the general’s mansion and don’t go out for the time being. When I catch the troublesome bastard, you can go out and have fun as you like…” He gave various instructions.

Before he finished speaking, Tan Chuyan opened his mouth and bit the finger that was on his lips hard.

“You are not a dog, why are you biting people!”

Seeing that Feng Chilie slacked a bit from the bite, Tan Chuyan took the opportunity to break free and get out from under his armpits. He looked around and sat on Feng Chilie’s precious wheelchair, folding his legs together comfortably.

He said with a smile, “Thank you for your concern, General, but when it’s time to go out, I still have to go out. You can’t stop me even if you want to.”

Feng Chilie’s chest suddenly surged with unspeakable anger and emotions, he felt like he and Chu Minghan had a wonderful empathy.

Was Chu Minghan feeling the same way when he was angry with him?

Feng Chilie was speechless. He almost wanted to imitate Chu Minghan in throwing things and scolding him harshly.

But Tan Chuyan’s body was frighteningly fragile, and he was worried that Tan Chuyan would faint because of throwing things and swearing at others.

The two of them looked at each other for a while, and Feng Chilie was furious. He still couldn’t hold back the curse, “You bastard.”

“I think we are influenced by each other.”

General Feng, who had been in the army for several years and was the most powerful general, almost rise up to heaven because of these eight words.

However, the culprit showed no sign of remorse and had a faint smile on his lips.

“Okay, don’t be angry, I was wrong.” Tan Chuyan quickly spoke out to coax the general who was about to explode with anger, then reached out and patted his chest to help him calm down: “Until you found out the people behind the scene, I will never run around.”

Feng Chilie ignored him, turned around, and took out a jar of strong wine from the cabinet, taking a deep sip before feeling better.

It seemed that this person was not going to talk to him because of this matter.

Tan Chuyan could only change the subject abruptly: “If you go to provide disaster relief, do you plan to take me with you?”

“Why should I take you?” Feng Chilie suppressed the strong emotion. He raised his head and drank the last sip of wine from the altar, wiping his mouth boldly: “It’s so cold there. If you go there, you won’t be able to last more than half a day before you fall ill.”

“Okay.” Tan Chuyan didn’t fight for anything this time and compromised: “If you don’t want to take me with you, just go. You can go to the disaster relief in peace. I will definitely not go anywhere when you are not in the general’s mansion.”

Feng Chilie looked at him suspiciously and nodded doubtfully.

When Feng Chilie turned to look at the door that was knocked, Tan Chuyan showed a bright smile.