I don’t know whether God is blind or has finally opened his eyes. He actually arranged such a wonderful and exciting situation for me - Lian Zheng brandished the Cloud-Zhanying Sword and suddenly stabbed at me!
Out of human instinct, I should have avoided immediately and then fought back, but for some unknown reason, I stood there, silently closed my eyes, and acknowledged it.
At that moment, I wrote a poem in my heart in a very literary way: If this life is not what I want, I will miss you again in the next life. Although I particularly don’t want to admit that this poem was written for Fu Donglou.
I closed my eyes, but the pain I expected did not come. A soft and cold feeling pressed against my lips...
Just a light touch and gone quickly.
I frowned and opened my eyes, and there was Lian Zheng standing in front of me. There was a thin trace of sweat on his forehead and temples, which came from sword practice, and he exuded an absolute manly scent.
Under my gaze, Lian Zheng put the sword back into its scabbard and said to me without a smile, "Xiyuan, the way you close your eyes and ask for a kiss is so cute."
If this bad trick is a unique way of flirting among men in the military camp, then I must be very well-behaved by not cursing my mother instantly.
I can't help but think of the first time we met. At that time, my mother and I both agreed that Lian Zheng was not a good person. Coincidentally, now I feel vaguely depressed that maybe Lian Zheng is not a good person.
But unfortunately, it is difficult to convict General Lian using the word "maybe". Alas, thinking about it makes me even more depressed.
"Are you scared by me?" Lian Zheng came closer to me, his slender eyebrows were full of calmness, as if a pot of water could not boil no matter how hard it was boiled, "I originally wanted to have a discussion with my bride.
How could I have expected that with just one gesture from you, I would be defeated."
In fact, before Lian Zheng stabbed me with his sword, I had already given up on myself. From a tactical point of view, this behavior was called humiliation. But fortunately, I was already calm about honor and disgrace, and I was not afraid of losing anything.
"Wang Wenquan." Lian Zheng called out his name to the empty courtyard.
In an instant, a soldier jumped down from the tree, put his hands on his waist and said, "My subordinate is here."
Lian Zheng made a "please" gesture to me and said in a soft tone, "Xiyuan, you go with him to sit in the front hall first, and I'll go take a shower and change clothes. I'll be fine soon."
I could only nod, "Oh."
"Princess, please come this way."
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While drinking the tea that this soldier made for me, and looking at him standing straight to the side, I couldn't help but curiously asked: "Why does the general's mansion not even have any servants, but still needs soldiers to entertain guests?"
He replied succinctly, "Princess, you don't know something. The general is not used to being served by others, and the general is away from home all year round, so there are very few servants in the mansion."
I asked again: "There are some servants who usually clean and cook, right?"
He shook his head, "Thanks to the general's trust, cleaning, cooking, and guarding are all under my control."
I stared at this Wang Wenquan over and over again, always wondering what role this person played beside Lian Zheng? It’s no wonder that my thoughts are not sunny, it is really curious, "Do you, general, have anything in your life?"
What bad habit?"
"The general has been on the battlefield all year round and is no longer used to sleeping in the same bed with others. The other subordinates are not sure."
I was holding the teacup and was about to delve deeper into my thoughts when Lian Zheng came over feeling refreshed and said, "Xiyuan, have you been waiting for a long time?"
"...Even the general is too resolute. I haven't finished a cup of tea yet," I looked at Lian Zheng. The scarlet general's clothes matched him very well, and his aura was very calming. But this time
The words I continued to ask had nothing to do with his aura, "Can he be washed clean at such a fast speed?"
"You want to check?" Lian Zheng touched the neck buckle with both hands and made a motion to take it off, "Do you want me to take it off?"
I slammed the teacup on the table and stood up to leave.
Lian Zheng grabbed my sleeve, "Xiyuan, I used to only know how to fight. I never had a girl I liked. I had no family or friends. Everything about me was on the battlefield. So... I'm afraid of you.
They think I'm boring and don't want to live with me..."
Lian Zheng didn't say much, but every word was heart-wrenching. His confession really made me sad.
I think there is an old saying that is very appropriate: Happy people have their own happiness, it is just that you love me and I love you, and the whole family is happy; but unhappy people have thousands of different kinds of happiness.
Unfortunately, it's like Fu Donglou carrying the world on his back, like me not being able to love you, like Lian Zheng's loneliness.
Thinking of this, I sadly placed my hand on the back of Lian Zheng's hand, and my voice was also comforting that could not be concealed, "From now on, I am your family, and if you want, I can also be yours."
Friends, even everything about you..."
Although I don't love him, I want to give it a try. After all, I'm getting married to him.
Lian Zheng seemed to have never heard such words before, and his ears immediately turned red, "Well, okay...it's getting late, I'll take you back to the palace."
The corners of my lips curved slightly, "Okay."
I later learned that General Lian was best at fighting psychological battles. He would always kill the enemy mercilessly when he lowered his guard! In this heart-warming battle with dancing snowflakes, he was still
A majestic and ever-victorious general, and I am the enemy who suffered a heavy defeat.