Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

Once the carriage approached the river, Cui Yuanqing opened the curtain and took a look. The sky was full of arrows piercing the silent sky, and the sound of the wind piercing the air could be heard in the distance.

After getting off the carriage, Cui Yuanqing walked to Tuoba Rou and asked loudly, “What’s the situation now? Can you hold on?”

Tuoba Rou came here on horseback, so even if she set off later, she would arrive earlier than Cui Yuanqing.

Facing Cui Yuanqing’s inquiry, Tuoba Rou looked calm, “Don’t worry, Chief General, they can’t cross the Lingjiang River without drowning on the feather array I set up.” From the moment the Lingjiang Bridge was bombed, Tuoba Rou had been prepared for any attack. Within five days, she had made 100,000 feather arrows. Coupled with the abundant inventory, as long as they dared to come, she dared to shoot them into hedgehogs.

Tuoba Rou observed the situation on the river with confidence. An hour later, the navy warships turned around and fled, their soldiers bursting into excited cheers.

Tuoba Rou smiled with satisfaction.

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On board.

Because Tan Chuyan suddenly ordered a retreat, voices of dissatisfaction abounded, but due to the royal order in his hand, no one dared to say anything in front of him.

But Feng Chilie was different. In Dayong, he always seen together with Tan Chuyan, so many people deliberately amplified their voices when passing by him, hoping to let him talk some senses into Tan Chuyan.

These sounds made Feng Chilie frown slowly, but these people were not his soldiers after all, so he couldn’t say anything.

Of course, what these people said was not too exaggerated, they were simply incomprehensible and questioning.

But he still didn’t want to see Tan Chuyan being criticized.

Returning to the cabin, Feng Chilie asked: “Why did we withdraw? We can definitely attack by force.”

Feng Chilie didn’t know the specific arrangements of Tan Chuyan, but he only vaguely guessed it.

“No, the cost of a strong attack is too great,” Tan Chuyan lowered his eyelashes and fiddled with the oil lamp on the table. “And why should we give up the Jing Kingdom?” If he led the Feng family’s navy to attack by force, it would be tantamount to giving away Jing Kingdom.

Tan Chuyan didn’t want to let himself become so passive. He needed to find a place for himself and Feng Chilie to settle down, and then build a copper and iron wall so that no one could easily set foot there, not even Baili Chengzhi.

It was not that he couldn’t trust Baili Chengzhi, but he couldn’t trust human nature, and Feng Chengjian’s calculations also forced him to do this.

He really couldn’t bear another betrayal.

Moreover, Baili Chengzhi’s identity was there. If he made a plan, he and Feng Chilie might not just lose their home, but their lives.

Feng Chilie quickly understood Tan Chuyan’s plan. He reached out and lifted Tan Chuyan’s chin, “Yanyan, do you know what you are doing?”

If Baili Chengzhi knew what he was thinking, he might label him a traitor.

“Of course, I know,” Tan Chuyan gently bit Feng Chilie’s finger, “But I don’t want to be a chess piece and be manipulated by others. I want to be the chess player. I want to control the situation in my hands. Are you willing to help me, Ah Lie?”

He was really fed up with being plotted against by others.

So was Feng Chilie.

“Just go ahead and do it,” Feng Chilie pinched Tan Chuyan’s face. “I will be your most solid support and can do anything for you, but -”

Feng Chilie changed the topic and said with a pensive expression: “Now you have also seen the situation. The eldest sister has been hit too hard. None of us can guarantee whether she is willing to continue. It might be better to stay with Baili Chengzhi and see what he plans to do next.”

“No!” Tan Chuyan denied it. “I can’t stay in Dayong anymore. I have been with Baili Chengzhi for three months, and until now I still can’t figure out what he is thinking. If he only uses us to get rid of Feng Mingyuan and Cui Yuanqing, then in the end, we’ll be at his mercy.”

“Are you afraid that he has other selfish motives?” Feng Chilie asked. “Are you afraid that he has ulterior motives for overthrowing Dayong Dynasty?”

Tan Chuyan nodded. “Yes, Otherwise, why would he establish Zhao Kingdom with Feng Mingyuan on his back?”

When he first learned that the real mastermind behind Zhao Kingdom was Baili Chengzhi, Tan Chuyan did not have so many ideas. But Feng Chengjian’s calculations and Baili Chengzhi’s inscrutability made him afraid of becoming a pawn.

The only one he could believe in was himself, and he couldn’t betray his teacher. It was his teacher’s last wish to restore integrity to this fragmented land and to bring peace and joy to the people.

Feng Chilie saw his determination and rubbed his face with his fingers. “Follow your own instincts, I will spare no effort to support you.”

“Yeah,” Tan Chuyan pressed his lips against Feng Chilie’s palm. “I hope everything goes well for the eldest sister.”

“It will go well,” Feng Chilie said. “Although she has given up on herself, she will not let us down.”

“That’s good. We can get through this. Let’s talk about the future. If it doesn’t work out, let me take her place. Anyway, I don’t want to be restrained…”

Tan Chuyan’s voice trailed off, and he gradually fell into a steady breathing rhythm.

He had been truly exhausted these past few days. He had been busy before and after, contending with Feng Mingyuan. Physically and mentally, he was drained.

Feng Chilie picked up Tan Chuyan and gently placed him on the bed. After covering him with a quilt, Feng Chilie picked up the spear leaning against the bedside.

He plucked the hanging red tassel and pondered deeply on his reluctance to engage in this never-ending conflict. Perhaps it was because he disliked scheming, so he had been avoiding it.

But now, the person he cared the most had begun to seek his own path to break free from the shackles of destiny.

And Feng Chengjian had instilled in him the idea of “defying fate” from a young age, so what reason did he have to continue avoiding it?

Maybe he also harbored thoughts of resistance in his heart, but he simply hadn’t wanted to confront them.

Feng Chilie grasped the floating red tassel and made up his mind.

If he could wear golden armor, he could also wear imperial robes.

From now on, he would fight for himself, battle against fate until the end, and use the vast mountains and rivers to crown Tan Chuyan as his queen!