Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

After traversing the winding mountain road in the section of the Chutian River and passing through a coniferous forest, there was a small town.

The town was named Hongfeng Town. Despite the name, not a single red maple tree graces the town. Due to the weather, red maples couldn’t survive here; only conifer pines remained intact throughout the year.

The town earned its name because the residents heard that places where red maples grow were like spring all year round, with abundant food and wealthy inhabitants. Most importantly, people living there never suffer from wind and snow.

As a result, everyone in the town was eager to visit such a place—the royal capital of Dayong.

“The people in this town are very ambitious,” Feng Chilie, riding on horseback, remarked pointedly. “Who doesn’t know that the capital of Dayong is full of red maples.”

Tan Chuyan observed the hanging leaves on the pine trees. He commented, “If I were them, I would have the same idea.”

“Don’t worry,” Feng Chilie assured, patting Tan Chuyan’s quilt. “I won’t let you suffer from the cold.”

Tan Chuyan poked his chest. “I dare not accept such a noble person like the general.”

“Then I will accept you.” Feng Chilie grabbed his hand. “From now on, you will bear my surname. How about being a member of my house, eh?”

“You think so beautifully.” Tan Chuyan smiled with a dimple. “Don’t think everything will happen if you kiss me twice.”

“who said there are only two times? You were unconscious when I did it, it was all the medicine I gave you mouth-to-mouth. Otherwise, you would have died long ago,” Feng Chilie said seriously.

“If you do the math, you had to take medicine twice a day at that time, and you were in a coma for fourteen days. Including these two times, we have kissed thirty times so far, not just twice.”

“Wake up.” Tan Chuyan interrupted, patting Feng Chilie’s face with his cold hands. “So, what if we kissed so many times? You and I are both men anyway.”

Feng Chilie tightened his embrace, leaning against Tan Chuyan, whispering in his ear. “Then let’s give it a try and enhance each other’s feelings. Anyway, you said it; this is not a rare thing.”

‘…That’s what he said?’

Tan Chuyan’s porcelain-white skin took on a faint pink color.

“Yanyan,” Feng Chilie affectionately called him and bit his red earlobe. “You’re shy.”

“…”

The earlobe, the most sensitive part of Tan Chuyan’s body, experienced a numbing sensation from the scalp to the tailbone, rendering him frozen and unable to move.

Feng Chilie seemed to have discovered some treasure. Being born with the dirtiest thoughts in his heart, he gently took the round earlobe in his mouth.

Tan Chuyan struggled and pushed him away: “…Be careful! We’re in the wilderness!”

Feng Chilie laughed happily: “I will listen to Yanyan.”

Tan Chuyan: “Don’t call me that.”

“Why?” Feng Chilie raised his eyebrows. “Doesn’t it sound good?”

Tan Chuyan pursed his lips and said, “I’m not used to it. No one has ever called me that.”

“Then get used to it,” Feng Chilie said. Spotting the shadow of Hongfeng Town, he gave a shout and said to the wind, “That’s what I’ll call you from now on, Yanyan!”

‘…This man is really annoying and childish!’

But Tan Chuyan had to admit that there was an indescribable emotion in his heart. He didn’t feel bad; he even liked it slightly.

With the wind at their back, Tan Chuyan patted Feng Chilie’s leg heavily. “Run quickly, my wound is hurt so much.”

“I got it,” Feng Chilie’s voice drowned out the wind. “Yanyan, hold tight!”

Tan Chuyan hummed softly. He didn’t know if Feng Chilie could hear it, but he still hugged Feng Chilie’s waist. Even through the clothes, he could feel the strength of the man’s muscles, rising and falling with the horse’s running.

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As night fell, they finally entered the town.

The situation of the cold disaster was worse than they imagined. The roofs of many houses were blown off by the strong wind. People in the town had no place to hide, not even charcoal fires.

Therefore, this year’s strong wind was the direct cause of this cold disaster. After all, there was heavy snowfall in previous years.

Feng Chilie stopped at a very new-looking inn. He got off his horse and stretched out his hand towards Tan Chuyan. “Come down.”

Looking at Feng Chilie’s arm, Tan Chuyan hesitated for a moment but still pounced down.

Generous, warm, and powerful.

This was how he feels about Feng Chilie’s embrace.

Firmly placing Tan Chuyan on the ground, Feng Chilie took the lead and walked in.

The shopkeeper sat behind the counter, glanced at Feng Chilie and Tan Chuyan, and then continued to look through the account books.

He was very unenthusiastic and said, “This store only provides long-term stays, and we do not provide free meals.”

Feng Chilie frowned, obviously wanting to be angry. Tan Chuyan stretched out his hand to hold him, with a gentle smile on his face, and asked, “Shopkeeper, why do you only provide long-term stays?”

“Nonsense,” the shopkeeper made no secret. “People who can stay for a long time must be big owners. It would be foolish not to earn a lot of money.”

Tan Chuyan said, “Oh,” and continued, “Excuse me, how long is the minimum period of a long-term stay, and how much does it cost?”

The shopkeeper scrutinized Tan Chuyan and Feng Chilie. Although the two were dressed in rags, the materials were of good quality. They might be noble young masters who ran away blindly and ended up like this after encountering bandits.

Moreover, their temperament was extraordinary. Even if all their money was looted, there must be other valuable things on them. If that didn’t work, they could deduct one and ask the other to raise money.

The shopkeeper laughed heartily and held out a finger: “It’s easy to say, one tael of gold a day, and you can stay for five days.”

Feng Chilie, growing up in a military camp, knew the value of money. This price was equivalent to their family’s annual expenses.

Feng Chilie slapped the table: “You give such a high price, who the hell gave you the courage?!”

The shopkeeper jumped, immediately getting angry again: “If you can’t afford to live here, get out! If you dare to cause trouble, the magistrate will kill you!”

“You…”

Before Feng Chilie could finish speaking, Tan Chuyan pulled him and shook his head: “Ah Lie, no.”

Many people had called him “Ah Lie” since he was a child. But it felt different when they came out of Tan Chuyan’s mouth.

Feng Chilie closed his mouth for the sake of Tan Chuyan, but his eyes were still gloomy and terrifying.

“Shopkeeper, don’t be angry, my friend has a bad temper,” Tan Chuyan said.

Seeing that Tan Chuyan looked good-looking and had a very polite attitude, the shopkeeper snorted: “Do you want to live here or not?”

“Live, of course, yes,” Tan Chuyan took out a banknote from his arms. “This is two hundred taels of silver notes, equivalent to twenty taels of gold. We can buy it for ten days.”

“Okay! Rich people are powerful.” The shopkeeper laughed. “Do you want to go to the upper room or the lower room? The upper room has a charcoal basin.”

Tan Chuyan thought for a while: “I want two upper rooms.”

“Then you have to add two hundred taels of silver.” The shopkeeper saw a stack of silver notes in his arms and was very greedy.

“I didn’t make it clear; you need another tael for the night!”

Even Tan Chuyan, known as a shrewd businessman, was stunned for a moment. There was a killing intent in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. At the same time, he was still holding Feng Chilie’s arm tightly.

“Okay, very good.” Tan Chuyan took out three more banknotes, pushed them in front of the shopkeeper, and said with a smile, “Please, shopkeeper, open two rooms for us and prepare an extra one for my horse. It’s a good place; please get him some good grass back.”

The shopkeeper’s scalp felt numb. The man in front of him was obviously gentle, but why did he suddenly feel so sinister just now?

An illusion, it must be an illusion.

The smile of a sinister person would not give people a feeling of spring breeze.

The shopkeeper collected the banknote and shouted: “Okay! Room No. 3, Tianzi, lead the way!”

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Feng Chilie and Tan Chuyan checked into the inn smoothly, but Ji Bei was going crazy.

As night fell, the army reached the entrance of the Tiancha section of the road. Ji Bei stared at the ten red-tasseled troops escorting Feng Chilie, wishing he could bite them all to death.

“Are you stupid?” Ji Bei held the sword at his waist urgently. “Why didn’t you stop the general! Why didn’t you follow him!”

The Hongying Army was wronged; was Feng Chilie someone they could stop?!

And…

One person lowered his head and said tremblingly, “Sir, we gave chase, but when we caught up with him, the general had disappeared. The person with the veil who spread the news also disappeared, leaving only this place—dead men and horses frightened and kicking like crazy.”

Ji Bei was stunned for a moment, then grabbed the collar of the person who spoke, his hair almost exploding: “Who the hell did you say there was?”

The soldier stuttered, “There was just a person wearing a face veil and a red cloak. I couldn’t tell the difference between men and women. I couldn’t hear the voice clearly. The person was shouting from a distance, and the voice was blown away by the wind.”

The Hongying Army didn’t know who this person was, but Ji Bei knew.

‘It’s over, it’s over now!’

Not only the general was missing, but Young Master Yan was also missing. If this news reached the ears of the king and princess, ten layers of his skin would not be enough for them to peel off.

How could he be a personal bodyguard? He simply deserved to be thrown away.

Ji Bei looked at the long supply queue and frowned.

Since Feng Chilie had left the task of escorting supplies to him, he definitely couldn’t leave without permission.

He could only say helplessly: “You ten, hurry up and go forward to find someone in the town ahead! Search one by one. When will you find the person, return to the team. If it doesn’t work, we will send some more people to go together.”

Feng Chilie and Young Master Yan faced so many people that it was impossible for them to remain unscathed, so they had only one way to go—keep moving forward.

There was no other way.

Because if they retreated, they would encounter a large army, if they went to the right, they would enter a dense forest, and to the left, it would be an abyss. There was no way out to the left and right, and there was no reunion on the way back, so they could only go forward.

Of course, this judgment was entirely based on Ji Bei’s trust in Feng Chilie. He believed that his general would be able to fight his way out.

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Jing Kingdom Palace.

Li Deyu knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe. Baili Ronghua looked sinister, suddenly picking up the teacup at hand and hurling it at Li Deyu.

The teacup struck Li Deyu’s curved back squarely. The scalding hot tea spilled onto him, seeping into the fabric and making him tremble.

Dang!

The teacup rolled to the ground, producing a crisp sound. Baili Ronghua’s voice was sharp, “Trash! They are all trash! You can’t even eliminate a businessman or a cripple; what use do I have for you!”

“My queen, forgive me!” Li Deyu knelt down, kowtowing repeatedly on the ground. He said hurriedly, “My queen! Although I didn’t kill him, the person who came back by luck said that he saw Young Master Yan’s face.”

Baili Ronghua demanded, “Who is it?”