Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

The moment Tan Chuyan completely lost consciousness, he already prepared to never wake up again. But the god seemed to be soft-hearted this time.

Three days later, Tan Chuyan opened his eyes. He stared at the roof for a while, slowly moved his gaze, and finally landed on his hand. Feng Chilie laid beside the bed and watched over him, holding his hand tightly.

“Ah Lie…” Tan Chuyan wanted to open his mouth and call his name, but his throat was still so painful that he had lost his voice and could only make a soft moaning sound.

He was speechless, but Tan Chuyan could still move. He turned over and touched Feng Chilie’s face with his other hand. A slight pricking feeling spread in his palm, and Tan Chuyan’s vision blurred.

Feng Chilie slept very lightly and almost woke up the moment Tan Chuyan’s hand touched him. He was stunned for a moment, kissed Tan Chuyan hard, and poured out his worries.

Afraid of spreading the disease to Feng Chilie, Tan Chuyan pushed Feng Chilie’s shoulders, but Feng Chilie grabbed his wrist and pressed it hard on his head. In the end, he could only bear the scorching heat without any emotion.

When they separated, Tan Chuyan read the blame in Feng Chilie’s eyes, but Feng Chilie was reluctant to scold him after all. He just wiped away the glistening water stains on his lips and said three words of blame. “You are naughty.”

Tan Chuyan rubbed the tip of Feng Chilie’s nose affectionately, revealing his soft side to please the person in front of him. Feng Chilie already forgave him, but he still had to suffer what he deserved. He tucked in the quilt for Tan Chuyan, got up, and went out for a while.

After a while, Feng Chilie brought in a bowl of dark soup, Tan Chuyan could smell the bitter taste from across the old courtyard. Why was this medicine getting more and more terrifying?

Tan Chuyan cursed in his heart, and then Feng Chilie sat next to him, helped him up, and brought a spoonful of medicine to his mouth. Tan Chuyan glanced at Feng Chilie pitifully but drank the medicine honestly.

After drinking the medicine, Feng Chilie put the bowl aside, rolled up Tan Chuyan’s sleeves, and glanced at his arms.

At this time, Tan Chuyan also discovered the blue and black on his arm had actually faded, instead of getting worse and turning into ulcers. He raised his head in surprise and blinked at Feng Chilie.

——’Have you found the source of the epidemic?’

“Well, a blessing in disguise,” Feng Chilie said, putting down his sleeves. “I happened to find it when I was avoiding pursuit.”

On the night when he was being pursued, Feng Chilie retreated north overnight under the cover of Jiang Che. The further north he went, the closer he got to Xibo, and at the same time, the closer he got to the water source of Jing Kingdom. Before he stepped into the water source, Feng Chilie smelled a strong stench, so he rode Shuanghan to find out.

The water source of Jing Kingdom originated from Tianlu Mountain and split into two streams halfway up the mountain. One flowed into Xibo and finally dried up in the grassland. The other flowed into Jing Kingdom and merged with countless creeks to form a river, which eventually flowed into the sea.

There was a problem with the stream flowing into Jing Kingdom. At the source, a small wave of fleeing people had gathered. No one here cared about being affected by the war, but because they didn’t have enough clothes, almost all of them died in the harsh winter. Those who died were left exposed in the wilderness.

In spring and summer, the frozen corpses melted and rotted, and the strong corpse gas filled the air and merged into the water. There was nothing wrong with the simple corpse gas. What really polluted the water source was many corpses rolled into the stream and rotted in the water.

Who could survive after drinking such water? The first sick old man also confirmed this.

On the third day after Tan Chuyan woke up, the old man’s son came to claim the ashes. Led by the old man’s son, they went to the old man’s home.

The old man did not live in the city but was a fisherman living outside the city. He lived by the river, lived on the river, and ultimately ended up dead because of the river. They found uneaten fish at the old man’s house, as well as dead fish that was caught but not sold.

In fact, Tan Chuyan should have thought of the cause of the epidemic. Looking at the dead fish, Tan Chuyan’s mind kept thinking of a scene he had seen not long ago – he and Feng Chilie went to Qi Kingdom to invite people and saw dead people floating on the river. So, why didn’t he become vigilant at that time? It wasn’t until now that he finally realized it.

Tan Chuyan squatted in front of the stove for a long time, unable to move. Feng Chilie also squatted down and asked, “What are you thinking about?”

Tan Chuyan’s voice could already make a sound, but he didn’t want to speak. Instead, he took out the blackened firewood and wrote on the ground: one word — retribution.

If there had been no war, the people would not be displaced and died unexpectedly, so those lonely souls who had died came back to take revenge on them. It was the hardest thing to sort out cause and effect in the world. Now that the evil cause had been sown, all they could do was to save it, end this chaotic situation as soon as possible, and minimize the impact of the evil consequences.

Note

Ancient people always believe in cause and effect, every deed, good or bad, will have their own karma. Even if the deed wasn’t done by their own hands, as long as it was related, it might bite them later on in life.