Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

After packing up their things, Master Jing’an and Tan Chuyan went down the mountain.

Master Jing’an hadn’t seen the outside world for decades and was somewhat curious.

But as soon as they stepped out of the forest, Master Jing’an stopped.

Five days had passed, and the old man’s head was still hanging there. He stared at the passers-by with the saddest expression.

He seemed to be praying that someone could end this humiliation for him.

But under this bright sky, no one could do it, not even Tan Chuyan.

On this long trip, he and Feng Chilie were only two people, and if he took action rashly, his identity would only be exposed.

On the way back, Tan Chuyan planned to leave at night, so he took Master Jing’an to the old man’s house for the time being.

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At night, the city gates were closed, the oil lamps were blown out one by one, and only the moonlight illuminated the path underfoot.

Feng Chilie and Tan Chuyan took Master Jing’an in the direction of Jing Kingdom. Feng Chilie drove a carriage, Tan Chuyan rode a horse and Shuanghan, Feng Chili’s horse, followed.

After walking for two hours, Tan Chuyan tightened Zhaoye’s reins and turned around. “Ah Lie, I suddenly remembered that I left something very important at the old man’s house. I’ll go get it. You go first, don’t wait for me.”

Feng Chilie’s hand holding the reins tightened and unclenched. “Okay, I’ll wait for you in Pingchuan.”

Tan Chuyan turned back decisively. Feng Chilie stared at his back and blew into the sky. A loud whistle signaled Nama to follow Tan Chuyan.

Nama’s wings rushed out immediately and disappeared into the night like Tan Chuyan.

Master Jing’an opened the curtain. “Since he is getting something, why don’t we go back with him and we can take care of him.”

“He didn’t miss something,” Feng Chilie said. “He went back to bury the old man.”

“This matter is too dangerous!” Master Jing’an said. “We should go back and help him.”

“No, he is safer alone and can run faster,” Feng Chilie slapped the horse’s butt. “You do your best; we have to hurry up. Let’s go, so as not to be stared at by others.”

“Is it really okay not to help?” Master Jing’an was uneasy. “How about you hide me, and then you go back to help him.”

“No,” Feng Chilie tightened the reins with his hands. “Believe him, he can do it.”

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Tan Chuyan hurriedly rushed back to the city gate when the sky broke.

He went into the forest and found the bow and arrows he had bought and hidden during the day.

He strummed the string twice and it felt pretty good.

Tan Chuyan took out another white handkerchief from his arms, bit his finger, and wrote a line of blood on it.

After finishing it, Tan Chuyan put the handkerchief on the arrow.

Everything was ready, but all Tan Chuyan still got another problem. How should he get the old man’s head back?

Tan Chuyan was thinking about countermeasures when suddenly a shadow passed by his side, and he turned around.

He saw Nama holding a poisonous snake in its claws and swooping down.

Nama looked like an experienced hunter at first glance. Its sharp claws accurately grasped the snake’s seven inches and embedded it into the snake’s flesh.

The snake struggled, and Nama pushed it to the ground and pecked it on the head.

Killed it with one blow.

Tan Chuyan suddenly felt like he was surviving a disaster, but when he saw Nama, his mind flashed.

He followed Feng Chilie’s example and praised Nama.

The eagle was very proud and it flapped its wings happily.

After boasting, Tan Chuyan’s true colors were revealed. He walked to Nama and squatted down to look at it. “Nama, can you do us a favor? I will use an arrow to cut off the rope hanging the head on the city gate in a while. You can take the opportunity to grab the rope and bring the head to me. If you understand, give me a wing.”

Nama, being clever, immediately fluttered.

One person and one eagle reached a consensus.

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Tan Chuyan put the arrow on the bow and stared at the rope in the distance.

He only had one chance. If he missed it, he would never get another chance.

Taking a deep breath, Tan Chuyan loosened his fingers, and the arrow cut through the silence and shot out through the wind.

The moment the arrow rushed out of the forest, Nama flapped its wings and almost flew with the arrow.

“Qiang!”

The arrow broke through the rope and penetrated the city wall. Nama accurately grabbed the broken rope and soared into the sky with the loot.

The soldiers guarding the city was sleeping after standing there all night, but this sound woke them up.

“There is an enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!” someone shouted, and everyone immediately entered a state of defense, but the second arrow was not shot.

Tuoba Rou came after hearing the news. She stood at the city gate and looked up at the arrow nailed to the wall. She saw something nailed to the arrowhead, and stepped on the ladder to take it down.

There were words written in blood on the white veil.

[You will eventually become the next king of Snow Country.]

In the past, everyone knew about the leader of the Snow Country, but in the past hundred years, people had already begun to forget it. Now, after being reminded, it was like waking up from a dream.

Tuoba Rou clenched the handkerchief, then stuffed it into her arms, and told the soldiers around her: “Nothing happened today, you didn’t see anything. If Cui Yuanqing asks, just say I did it because it was an eyesore. Do you understand?”

The soldiers looked at each other for a while, and then all responded: “Understood!”

The soldiers guarding the city were not Cui Yuanqing’s people, but the Xibo Army brought by Tuoba Rou.

Therefore, these people were naturally willing to obey Tuoba Rou’s orders, and their voices were filled with excitement that could not be concealed.

Why did they leave their homes and end up as watchdog for others?

No one liked this result, not to mention that they were the most courageous warriors in Xibo. But as long as their leader was still from Xibo, it was fine. There must be a reason.