Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

The situation was complicated, but it became clear. Everything seemed to be a conflict between Xibo and Jing Kingdom, but in fact, it was not. In the final analysis, it was still an internal problem within Dayong Dynasty.

In order to compete for power, relatives and eunuchs plotted against everyone. However, Tan Chuyan believed that Feng Mingyuan and Cui Yuanqing were definitely missing one person. If Tan Chuyan had not learned about the existence of this person from Feng Chengjian, he would not have included this person. After all, no one would take a puppet seriously.

Compared with the puppet, Feng Chilie was in a situation where he was besieged from all sides. Some people wanted to get him, while others wanted to kill him. Among them, Tuoba Lan was definitely the one who wanted to kill Feng Chilie the most, because Tuoba Lan knew very well if she cooperated with Feng Mingyuan, Feng Mingyuan would definitely find a way to weaken Xibo’s power and make Xibo completely became her tool.

Tuoba Lan was not the kind of person who let others took advantage of her, so she had been thinking of ways to take Feng Chilie’s life for so many years. Once Feng Chilie died, the Wolf Eagle Cavalry would be leaderless. She could let Feng Libai take over the Wolf Eagle Cavalry, and Feng Libai would obey her orders. This was equivalent to her taking over the Wolf Eagle Cavalry. It allowed her to have a say in her cooperation with Feng Mingyuan.

But who would have thought that Feng Chilie’s life would be tough?

Tuoba Lan had been planning for so many years and not only failed to kill Feng Chilie, but was instead caught by him. Tan Chuyan knew that Tuoba Lan would never give up. She would never let Feng Chilie go, nor would she let herself be easily punished by Jing Kingdom’s laws.

But what did Feng Chilie do wrong in this fight, and why did he have to bear all this? Just because he was a sharp sword? As expected, strong military power was both a blessing and a disaster for a general. From then on, no one dared to provoke him easily, but he also attracted countless people to covet him. Even Chu Minghan was no exception.

After experiencing one incident after another, Tan Chuyan’s heart was wrapped in dense distress. He gently hugged Feng Chilie and whispered: “How pitiful.”

“What?” Feng Chilie was stunned for a moment: “Who is pitiful?”

“You.” Tan Chuyan buried his face in the crook of his neck: “You are being plotted against all the time. You even get implicated by me.”

“It’s just a conspiracy. Am I afraid of them?” Feng Chilie laughed out loud. He put his arms around Tan Chuyan, easily picked him up and put him on the bed: “You haven’t recovered from your illness yet. Rest in the tent; I’ll go check on Jiang Che.”

Feng Chilie stood up and sat back down.

“What?” Tan Chuyan looked at him curiously. “Is there anything else?”

Feng Chilie was at a loss: “The food and supplies are gone. Now I may really have to trouble Young Master Yan to help.”

“Okay.” Tan Chuyan was very cheerful. “I’ll give as much as you want here.”

Feng Chilie hesitated before asking, “How rich are you?”

“You want to find out,” Tan Chuyan said with a smile. “Look, Ling-han Pavilion is an open line of power in my hands, spread all over the Central Plains, and is as rich as any country. Coupled with the hidden line of An-xiang Tower,” Tan Chuyan held out two fingers, “I should be able to buy two Jing Kingdoms.”

Therefore, Tan Chuyan lacked everything except money!

Feng Chilie was shocked by the astronomical figures: “You… you… you are too rich.”

“What’s the use of being rich,” Tan Chuyan said sadly. “I don’t have an army in my hands. Once a war starts, I will be a lamb to be slaughtered.”

“You keep pretending in front of me.” Feng Chilie curled his lips and lightly poked his forehead. “Who dares to believe that you, Young Master Yan, are an effeminate, weak little lamb left to be slaughtered. You can’t figure it out if you didn’t wrap him in your arms!”

“Can you speak politely?” Tan Chuyan held his fingers in his hand. “I don’t think they can do anything to wrap me in their arms. If they want to plot, they are plotting against you.”

“Tan Chuyan,” Feng Chilie’s breathing became heavier, and he said word by word. “Don’t provoke me; be careful what I do to you!”

Tan Chuyan raised his eyelids and looked. He glanced at him and said softly, “Come here.”

“…”

The two looked at each other, Feng Chilie’s chest rising and falling, and his eyes filled with lust.

If it weren’t for the wrong time and place, Feng Chilie would definitely not be polite.

He took out his fingers and covered Tan Chuyan from head to toe with the quilt. His voice was extremely hoarse. “Have a good rest.”

“Okay.” Tan Chuyan pulled down the quilt and stood up quickly.

He grabbed Feng Chilie’s collar, kissed him deeply, and then quickly covered himself in the quilt, leaving only a thin arm waving in the air: “Get out of here, I’m going to rest.”

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Feng Chilie walked out of the tent with dark eyes.

He stopped in front of the big tent and kept stroking his lips with his fingers.

After a long while, he cursed in a low voice and commandeered Zhaoye unceremoniously.

While flying, Feng Chilie made an assumption that made him crazy.

What if Tan Chuyan died or disappeared?

Feng Chilie found that he couldn’t accept this answer.

He wanted Tan Chuyan to live a long life and stay by his side.

Even though Feng Chilie knew very well that there were murderous intentions and conspiracies around him, he still wanted to do this and greedily enough to be with Tan Chuyan.

Of course, if one day in the future, he no longer had the ability to protect Tan Chuyan safe and sound, he would do everything possible to send Tan Chuyan to a safe place.

Because liking someone was not about being arrogant and exclusive, but hoping they could live better.

Therefore, he wanted Tan Chuyan to be able to view mountains and flowing water in troubled times, and to enjoy clarity and peace in troubled times.