Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

No one was born to be the master, but regardless of whether they were high or low. Anyone, even a beggar, could build their own dynasty.

This was the concept that Tan Chuyan had always believed in.

Now, he wanted to convey all these concepts to Feng Chilie, with a hot kiss and long-term companionship.

But, to be honest, Tan Chuyan was a little unprepared for being attracted to Feng Chilie.

When did it happen?

Obviously, they didn’t get along for long.

But now the heart was moved, there was no way to escape.

It was a pity, Tan Chuyan was not someone who could talk about love. He didn’t even know how to express his love because he seemed to be used being alone.

The kiss ended with their foreheads touching.

Feng Chilie rubbed the corners of Tan Chuyan’s eyes like a fascination: “Why are you so sensitive, huh?”

Every time after a kiss, Tan Chuyan’s eyes would become sparkling, and the ends of his eyes would turn bright red, making Feng Chilie felt itchy.

Tan Chuyan rubbed against Feng Chilie’s hand: “Maybe it’s because you were the one who kissed me. If someone else had done it, they might be dead.”

Feng Chilie smiled with satisfaction, and then his expression froze: “So, did you change your plan temporarily because you knew He Erri was here and planned to kill him?”

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Why did he suddenly talk about this matter?

Tan Chuyan thought it was over.

His eyes evaded: “How about we stop talking about this matter, and I’ll ask someone to collect the body?”

“It’s okay to collect the body, it’s also okay not to talk about this matter,” Feng Chilie said. “But you have to explain it to me. Why don’t you take good care of yourself in the general’s mansion?”

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Tan Chuyan fell silent and rushed out of the door, leaving Feng Chilie sitting on the bed in a daze, holding his shoes.

“Just run away; should have put on the shoes first.”

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A quarter of an hour later, the door was pushed open again, but the person who came in was not Tan Chuyan, but Xiao Yutang.

Feng Chilie happened to be sitting at the table in his spare time, drinking and getting drunk on the wine.

He raised his cup towards Xiao Yutang and said, “Shopkeeper Xiao is really secretive.”

“I don’t dare. I’m just a servant.” Xiao Yutang raised his hand, and two young men walked in to drag He Erri out.

“Shopkeeper Xiao is being humble.” Feng Chilie glanced at He Erri and asked, “What does your young master want you to do with him?”

Tan Chuyan had told Feng Chilie to tell the truth if he asked; Xiao Yutang didn’t dare to neglect.

“Young Master said, cut off the head and throw it to Xibo,” Xiao Yutang said, “Take the body and feed it to wild dogs.”

“Tsk, your Young Master is really cruel.” Feng Chilie poured the wine and drank it all in one gulp: “However, I think you went all the way to send He Erri’s head to Xibo in vain, you should just throw it on Tuoba Lan’s bedside.”

In fact, Tan Chuyan already thought about it. But when he thought she was Feng Chilie’s biological mother, he still softened his heart, and didn’t choose it.

Now that Feng Chilie had said this, there was nothing to be soft about.

However, with this first bait, the veil symbolizing “peace” would be completely lifted, and they would break out with Tuoba Lan, and then Xibo.

But this experience with He Erri also proved one thing to them. Xibo’s supplies were seriously lacking, which was an excellent opportunity to attack. If they missed it, they might never see it again!

The Jing Kingdom must seize this opportunity.

If Xibo was still in a strong state and Jing Kingdom launched an attack, they would injure the enemy by one thousand and suffer eight hundred losses. At that time, they would be targeted by the other two kingdoms and Dayong Dynasty, but not now.

Any army that lacked supplies was a paper tiger!