Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

The iron hooves of the horse broke through the closed palace door mercilessly.

To capture Chu Yiling alive, Feng Chilie didn’t act with the Wolf Eagle Cavalry army. Instead, he led people from the Purity Sect through the secret passage from the General’s Mansion directly to the King’s palace.

With no obstacles from Cui Yuanqing in the secret passage, Feng Chilie’s speed surpassed that of the Wolf Eagle Cavalry army.

As he stepped into the king’s palace, Chu Yiling laid on the bed, sound asleep.

In a daze, Chu Yiling felt a chill on his neck. He suddenly opened his eyes and met Feng Chilie’s piercing gaze.

Chu Yiling’s scalp tingled with fear. “Master Yan Lie, I—”

“Stop talking, I don’t want to hear it.” Feng Chilie pressed the Silver Moon Dagger forward, blood marks immediately appearing on Chu Yiling’s neck.

Feng Chilie signaled Ji Bei, who instantly understood and led others to tie up Chu Yiling.

Feng Chilie took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood stains from the dagger.

“Master Yan Lie, we have no grievances, why do this?” Chu Yiling sought a way out: “If Feng Chilie wants my life, I’ll pay tenfold for his.”

“My own life, you can’t measure it with money.” Feng Chilie crumpled the bloody handkerchief and roughly stuffed it into Chu Yiling’s mouth. “You’re truly resourceful.”

“Ji Bei,” Feng Chilie put away the dagger, calculating the time. “Go deliver a letter to Concubine Chun. If she wants to save Chu Yiling, use Feng Libai as an exchange. I’ll wait for her in the palace.”

Chu Yiling’s eyes widened after hearing Feng Chilie’s words.

Impossible, this person couldn’t be Feng Chilie!

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Li Suran learned of the breach of the palace too late. Her residence was already surrounded by the Wolf Eagle Cavalry, under Jiang Che’s command, leaving her no escape.

Gazing at the situation outside from her window, Li Suran knew it must be Feng Chilie’s doing.

She looked at Jiang Che and smiled, then closed the window and calmly instructed the maid beside her, “Prepare me.” The maids exchanged glances and complied with Li Suran’s instructions.

Everything went smoothly until it came to applying makeup, but the maid’s hands were shaking so much that she couldn’t manage such a delicate task.

“I’ll do it myself.” Li Suran took the rouge and gouache from the maid’s hand and wiped off the maid’s makeup with a composed expression.

She adorned herself with gorgeous makeup, just as the door was pushed open.

“You are finally here,” Li Suran stood up, observing the visitor’s demeanor with a flicker of expression. “It’s slower than I expected.”

Ji Bei, without uttering other word, conveyed Feng Chilie’s message.

When he brought Li Suran to the royal palace, Feng Chilie was already waiting there.

He sat in the hard-won position, feeling indescribable emotions in his heart.

Sitting there, the view was broadened indeed, but the path to it was paved with blood and lives.

Feng Chilie didn’t relish it.

Observing the silent man, Li Suran broke the silence.

“Should I address you as Master Yan, General Feng, or the Second Highness?”

Feng Chilie removed his mask, leaned forward, and inquired, “Concubine Chun is astute. Even the person sleeping with me didn’t realize this.”

When Tan Chuyan was mentioned, his gaze softened momentarily before he concealed it.

“Neither too early nor too late, just right,” Li Suran remarked. “As for why His Highness’s attendant remains oblivious to this matter, it can only be said that His Highness concealed it well. I surmise it was deliberate on his part. It’s merely a loophole.”

She had been slightly taken aback when she saw Ji Bei wearing a mask earlier, but she soon discerned everything.

Logically, there was no need for a martial arts organization to be involved in this fray.

Unless this organization had ties to the royal family.

The first to attack was the Wolf Eagle Cavalry, led by Feng Chilie. This indicated Feng Chilie’s close association with the leader of the Purity Sect.

But upon further consideration, the Purity Sect was vast, and even if its master, Yan Lie, commanded loyalty, he couldn’t possibly mobilize the entire organization.

Yet, that was precisely what happened.

So, Li Suran boldly conjectured that Feng Chilie and Yan Lie were one and the same. Upon entering the palace and seeing the man seated aloft, she was certain of it instantly.

Although Feng Chilie wore a mask, his distinctive aura remained unforgettable.

A blend of nobility and ruthlessness, she had never encountered such a persona.

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Feng Chilie casted a glance at the bright sky, knowing Tan Chuyan would return soon, prompting him to hasten.

He leaned in closer, “Since Concubine Chun is so perceptive, she must take good care of Xiao Bai.”

After the turmoil in the Jing Kingdom, Feng Libai found himself in a very precarious situation.

Initially, Feng Chengjian arranged for him and Tuoba Lan to return to Xibo together. However, shortly after, chaos erupted in Xibo again, Tuoba Lan went missing, and Feng Libai was captured by Tuoba Rou’s forces. He was brought back to the Central Plains and handed over to Cui Yuanqing as a hostage.

Later, Concubine Chun managed to seize Feng Libai from Cui Yuanqing and imprisoned him in an undisclosed location.

“Don’t fret, Your Highness, the Second Young Master is living quite comfortably,” Li Suran smiled. “But if you wish to rescue the Second Young Master, you must agree to one of my requests.”

Feng Chilie raised an eyebrow: “What request?”

“Alright, here it is,” Li Suran said. “Your Highness, simply spare my life.”

“Oh?” Feng Chilie scrutinized her. “Does Concubine Chun take me for a fool? Do you expect to exchange one life for two?”

“Yes, not only do I wish to exchange one life for two, but I also want you to—” Li Suran met his gaze squarely. “Ensure the safety of our mother and son.”

Ji Bei made a move to draw his sword, but Feng Chilie halted him, looking at Li Suran. “Since Concubine Chun is so confident, she must hold some life-saving charm in her grasp. Why not disclose it and share it with us all.”

The morning sun’s light streamed in from the window’s edge, casting half of Feng Chilie’s face in darkness and illuminating the other half, giving him an otherworldly appearance.

“Very well,” Li Suran acquiesced generously, outlining her terms one by one. “Firstly, I have poisoned the Second Young Master. There’s no antidote for this poison. Once the person with the mother poison in their body perishes, the one with the child poison will inevitably follow suit.”

Feng Chilie narrowed his eyes. “Is the mother’s poison within Chu Yiling’s body?”

Li Suran nodded. “As expected of the Second Highness.”

Indeed, if the mother’s poison resided within Li Suran’s body, she wouldn’t need to plea for her own life.

After a moment of contemplation, Feng Chilie inquired, “If there’s one, there must be another. What is the second?”

“The Second Highness is truly astute,” Li Suran took a few steps forward. “Then it’s best for the Second Highness to guess directly. Guess what the second condition entails.”

Observing her nonchalant expression, Feng Chilie understood clearly, “The second condition must be related to me.”

“Correct,” Li Suran disappeared into the shadows, chuckling silently for a moment before pointing at Feng Chilie. “Your Highness, do you desire to uncover the true culprit behind your biological mother’s demise?”

Feng Chilie gripped the throne’s armrest, regulating his breathing. “Who?”