Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

“Cui Yuanqing won’t give up like this,” Tan Chuyan remarked as he held the thin blade, scraping the stubble on Feng Chilie’s face. “He will definitely find a way south.”

Feng Chilie merely grunted in agreement, refraining from speaking to avoid getting nicked by Tan Chuyan.

Yet, despite his caution, Tan Chuyan’s hand still shook, resulting in a cut on Feng Chilie’s chin, drawing blood in an instant.

“Ouch, you villain,” Feng Chilie exclaimed, covering his chin. “You’ve wounded me.”

“It’s just a little cut,” Tan Chuyan scolded, setting down the blade and cleaning Feng Chilie’s wound with water. “Are you as fearful of pain like a child?”

“Yes, it hurts terribly. Please blow on it for me,” Feng Chilie requested, reaching out to encircle Tan Chuyan’s waist, pulling him closer, and teasingly pinching his waist. “Yanyan, have you lost weight again?”

Tan Chuyan, sensitive to the touch, squirmed twice before landing squarely on Feng Chilie’s lap, supporting himself on Feng Chilie’s shoulders. “I haven’t lost weight. Let’s focus, what do you think Cui Yuanqing will do next?”

After a moment’s thought, Feng Chilie reclined on the bed. “I’m not sure about Cui Yuanqing, but I can guess Feng Mingyuan’s intentions.”

“How so?” Tan Chuyan, too, laid down, listening intently. “Have you planted a spy there?”

“No,” Feng Chilie replied, propping his head on his hand. “But I’ve learned a lot about the Feng family during my recovery.”

Listening to Feng Chilie’s heartbeat, Tan Chuyan inquired, “Is anyone in the Feng family plotting rebellion?”

“Yes,” Feng Chilie disclosed, unbuttoning his shirt. “The Feng family isn’t as tranquil as it appears. Feng Lijing’s faction, in particular, resents Feng Mingyuan’s neglect of their plight. They’re fiercely loyal to Dayong Dynasty and have contemplated rebellion for some time.”

“From this perspective,” Feng Chilie continued solemnly, “Feng Mingyuan will likely allow Wolf Eagle Cavalry and Cui Yuanqing’s forces to clash first, then pin the blame on Wolf Eagle Cavalry. Subsequently, he’ll mobilize the Feng family army under Feng Lijing’s command to attack Wolf Eagle Cavalry, aiming to reap the benefits and reunify Dayong Dynasty.”

“But,” Feng Chilie paused, “I can’t predict Baili Chengzhi’s stance, nor do I know if he’s aware of this scheme.”

“For now, Baili Chengzhi probably isn’t privy to this plan,” Tan Chuyan deduced, holding Feng Chilie’s restless hand. “If he were, he’d ensure my presence in Dayong Dynasty to wield influence over both factions. But what he’ll do when he learns…I can’t fathom.”

Feng Chilie clasped Tan Chuyan’s hand, intertwining their fingers. “There’s something you’re unaware of.”

“I’m not all-knowing,” Tan Chuyan retorted. “Besides, Baili Chengzhi is more complex than we realize.”

“I know, or else he wouldn’t have established Zhao Kingdom single-handedly,” Feng Chilie acknowledged, yawning. “Let’s conclude this for now and rest. I’m exhausted.”

With that, Feng Chilie fell silent, and after a while, the rhythmic sound of breathing filled the room—Tan Chuyan had drifted off to sleep on Feng Chilie’s chest.

Feng Chilies said he was exhausted, but he still didn’t blink to sleep, like Tan Chuyan. His mind was full of these things.

And he was a little annoyed at his impulsiveness. Before Xiao Bai could be found, he actually killed Li Suran first… he hoped Xiao Bai would be okay.

“Ugh…” Tan Chuyan, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly thought of something. He opened his eyes abruptly, kissed Feng Chilie on the lips, then slid down against his face and said, “Yes. Yeah, there’s something I forgot to tell you.”

Feng Chilie asked softly, “What’s the matter?”

“Second Young Master is fine,” Tan Chuyan said in a daze, “After he was arrested, I kept telling Uncle Xiao and Uncle Yan secretly searched for him. After you broke into the palace, Uncle Xiao and the others took advantage of the chaos to find the second young master. Uncle Xiao had already brought him back to An-xiang Tower.”

“Yanyan…”

Feng Chilie said something to Tan Chuyan but couldn’t be heard clearly. Tan Chuyan felt his lips being sucked, and then his neck, chest, lower abdomen, until…

Alright, let Feng Chilie do whatever he wanted.

He was quite comfortable anyway.

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Since using the south road was proposed, Tuoba Rou had set out for this matter today.

Her destination this time was the Xiyi tribe.

The reason why she went there was that the Xiyi people had recently created a ship that could fly in the sky.

Once they had the flying ship, they could take the south road.

If it were someone else who handled this matter, it would most likely not be possible, but asking Tuoba Rou to handle it was a completely different concept.

Harik, the prince of the Xiyi tribe, was interested in Tuoba Rou, so the probability of success for her to come forward would be much greater.

But on the contrary, Tuoba Rou hated Harik very much. This man had a cruelty in his bones that made her uncomfortable.

But she had to take a trip, not only to overcome the problem but also to save her own life.

It took twenty days to go back and forth from Qi Kingdom to Xiyi. If she included negotiations, it might take a month. She hoped there wouldn’t be any big changes within this month.

Time on the road was always boring and lonely, so Tuoba Rou couldn’t help but think about her fiasco.

She never expected that Tan Chuyan would dare to send people to deliver supplies from the place with the strongest water flow.

When she first received the news, Tuoba Rou thought the spies were joking with her, but she believed it when she saw the drawings of the ship formation.

Fifteen ships were connected together, moving in three rows and five columns. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, it was difficult to overturn the ship, it would just drift a little.

So why couldn’t she think of things that Tan Chuyan could think of?

Tuoba Rou clenched her fist unwillingly. No matter what, she had to successfully borrow the flying ship this time and crush Dayong Dynasty and Tan Chuyan to pieces!