Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

Victory in this battle was something that no one had expected. They were even prepared to bury their bones on the battlefield.

But when reinforcements emerged from all directions, Tan Chuyan suddenly discovered that the people on this land were amazing. They could fight to the death for every inch of land, but they could also unite tightly when foreign enemies invaded.

Even the clan that had been hiding from the world stood up with the proudest attitude and turned the tide.

After clearing the battlefield, no one dared to rest.

Although they had destroyed Cui Yuanqing’s main force, there were still many remnants in the imperial capitals of Qi Kingdom and Dayong Dynasty waiting for them to eliminate.

Feng Chilie sent Tan Chuyan back to the King Jing’s Palace and asked Feng Libai to keep a close eye on him. Then he led a group of people to Qi Kingdom, even bandaging wounds on the way.

Qi Kingdom was close to Jing Kingdom, so Feng Chilie could cross the river with peace of mind by wiping out the remaining remnants nearby.

However, Baili Chengzhi wanted to return to Dayong Dynasty first because Feng Mingyuan was still waiting for him.

But with limited troops, Feng Chilie couldn’t find anyone for Baili Chengzhi to eliminate Dayong Dynasty’s remnants, so he could only proceed step by step.

The person stationed in Qi Kingdom was Wu Guangping. He not only had the remnant army trained by Cui Yuanqing but also the dead soldiers left by the prince of Xiyi.

The Death Soldier Army was personally trained by the Prince of Xiyi and only obeyed his and the Xiyi royal family’s orders.

It stood to reason that the Prince of Xiyi was dead, so the Death Soldier Army should have automatically withdrawn to Xiyi. However, no one expected that Wu Guangping actually mobilized the Death Soldier Army.

Fighting against the Death Soldier Army again, Feng Chilie could tell at a glance that these people were among those who had tried to assassinate him!

The familiar killing moves and the recognizable feeling; Feng Chilie would never admit his mistake.

He kept recalling Jiang Che’s appearance when he was brought back, and his eyes suddenly turned red. That night, he first fought against the people sent by Cui Yuanqing and then suffered two waves of assassinations. In the end, he was forced to hide in Tianlu Mountain as the sole survivor.

This battle to suppress Qi Kingdom lasted for five days.

The moment the city gate of Qi Kingdom’s capital was knocked open, everything came to an end.

As expected, Feng Chilie captured Wu Guangping alive, but before he could ask any questions, Wu Guangping bit his tongue and committed suicide.

In fact, Wu Guangping’s identity was not difficult to guess.

Since only the Xiyi royal family could mobilize the Death Soldier Army, there was a high probability that Wu Guangping was a member of the Xiyi royal family.

Sure enough, Ji Bei found a token engraved with a sacred object of Xiyi among Wu Guangping’s personal belongings.

As a result, Feng Chilie suddenly realized something. The Xiyi people were probably preparing to act earlier than anticipated, but lacked the conditions and opportunity to do so.

Reflecting on everything that had happened previously, Feng Chilie found suspicious aspects everywhere.

Why would King Qi, despite Xiyi being so distant and separated by the Jing Kingdom and Tianlu Mountain, consider involving the Xiyi people in matters concerning the flying ship?

Feng Chilie didn’t know the extent of Wu Guangping’s role in this. After all, Wu Guangping was only in his twenties at the time, but Feng Chilie would not believe that he had no contribution at all.

Feng Chilie flipped the token, threw it onto the deceased, and said to Ji Bei, “I remember King Xiyi’s sixtieth birthday is approaching, so let’s send both Wu Guangping’s and Harik’s heads to him as a gift, wishing him a long life.” Feng Chilie was not afraid of an invasion from the Xiyi people, as he now possessed a stronger trump card.

Moreover, with the sole heir to the throne of Xiyi died in a foreign land and the old age of King Xiyi, the struggle for the throne might be more pressing than chasing revenge.

Feng Chilie was eager to see how events would unfold within the Xiyi royal family.

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After pacifying Qi Kingdom, Feng Chilie contemplated deeply and left Tuoba Rou to guard the area. He promised her that when the new dynasty was established, their tribes could relocate their capitals to the Central Plains, on the condition that they adopt Central Plains language and customs while preserving their own culture and allowing intermarriage with the Central Plains people.

Tuoba Rou had no reason to refuse. Leaving the lands behind meant no more worries about food shortages. Henceforth, all the tribes could enjoy sufficient food and clothing, no longer needing to sleep under the open sky.

Yet, their lands could not be left unguarded even for a day. Tuoba Rou considered for a moment before saying, “I am willing to lead the Xibo Army to garrison the border.”

“The Xibo Army can go, but you need not,” Feng Chilie replied. “Someone has already gone in your place.”

Tuoba Rou had a suspicion: “Is it my aunt…?”

Feng Chilie nodded. “Yes.”

Tuoba Lan had arrived to discuss matters even before the war’s end.

To be honest, Feng Chilie’s feelings toward Tuoba Lan were complicated. When he was young, Tuoba Lan had been a caring mother figure, showering him with birthday gifts and helping him train birds.

However, as he grew older, Tuoba Lan had genuinely intended to kill him, albeit out of misunderstanding, which left a deep scar on their relationship.

When they met that day, they tacitly agreed not to dwell on the past, as neither could determine right from wrong. It was better to let the confusion remain unresolved and move forward.

After their meeting, Tuoba Lan did not come to reminisce about the past but to bid farewell. She and Feng Chengjian had jointly decided to guard the border until their bones were buried in the yellow sands, then return their loyal spirits to their homeland.

This parting was both a form of restitution and a farewell…

They had committed too many wrongs in their lives and hurt too many people, so this was their way of making amends.

From that point on, they could face heaven, earth, and themselves with a clear conscience.

After he had arranged everything, Feng Chilie took Ji Bei back to Jing Kingdom.

He returned in a grand manner, with Feng Chengjian, Tuoba Lan, Tuoba Ru, Ji Bei, and the Tantai clan following closely behind. However, upon arriving, only Ji Bei remained, leaving Feng Chilie somewhat disappointed.

Tuoba Lan and Feng Chengjian led most of the Xibo army to the border, while Tuoba Rou led a smaller contingent to garrison in Qi Kingdom. The Tantai clan returned to their families along the way and resumed their seclusion.

However, they left the flying ship and Master Jing’an in Jing Kingdom to live without worries for the next hundred years.

More than a month after their separation, Feng Chilie was eager to return. He urged his horse onward, pressing its belly hard, wanting to reach Tianyou City and reunite with the person he longed for.

Yet, upon reaching Pingchuan, Ai Xia blocked his path from the opposite direction.

Ai Xia had been running tirelessly for three days without sleep just to deliver her message to Feng Chilie this morning.

She knelt under the horse urgently and said, “General, the young master instructed me to inform you that after withdrawing from Qi Kingdom, he will cross the river directly to Dayong Dynasty. Boats have been prepared for him by the river.”

Feng Chilie’s expression tightened. “He went to Dayong Dynasty?”

“Yes,” Ai Xia affirmed. “There were reports that Dayong Dynasty’s capital was breached five days ago. We don’t know by whom. The emperor returned alone that night upon hearing the news. The young master feared for his safety, so he drugged the second young master and led his men in pursuit.”

In truth, whether Baili Chengzhi was alive or dead mattered little to them, Dayong Dynasty had long been dead.

After this war, as long as Tan Chuyan raised his banner, countless would support him as the new king.

Tan Chuyan continued to protect Baili Chengzhi only out of their past friendship.

It was said that Tan Chuyan and Baili Chengzhi were friends, but for Feng Chilie, Baili Chengzhi was no friend. On the contrary, there was an unforgivable enmity between them.

If Tan Chuyan faced trouble again because of Baili Chengzhi, Feng Chilie would not hesitate to kill this incompetent dog emperor!

Tan Chuyan’s body was already weak, worsened by the strenuous efforts of the past six months and the fall from the tower.

Feng Chilie couldn’t bear to let Tan Chuyan face any trouble, so he ran day and night to chase him.

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Upon arriving in Dayong, instead of chaos, everyone was working tirelessly to rebuild their ruined city.

Fearing that the Wolf Eagle Cavalry would unsettle the people, Feng Chilie instructed them to remain outside the city while he entered Dayong’s imperial capital alone.

This was his second openly entry. The last time, he had sought refuge.

Following his memory, Feng Chilie headed toward the palace. From a distance, he spotted Xiao Yutang waiting at the palace gate.

Xiao Yutang nodded respectfully. “General.”

Feng Chilie reined in his horse. “Where is everyone else?”

“The young master isn’t in the palace,” Xiao Yutang replied. “He’s recuperating in the peach orchard.”

With that said, Feng Chilie suddenly recalled buying a peach orchard here in the city. He immediately turned his horse and rode there.

Entering the courtyard, Feng Chilie saw a figure playing among the plum blossoms.

Hearing the door open, Tan Chuyan turned to him. “You’re here.”

Feng Chilie’s tense heart finally eased, yet he remained angry.

Approaching Tan Chuyan, he demanded, “Why didn’t you wait for my return?”

“Didn’t something happen suddenly?” Tan Chuyan wiped dirt from his face. “Don’t be angry. I cooked for you myself. Come and try it.”

“I don’t want to eat,” Feng Chilie snapped, clearly vexed.

Tan Chuyan understood the seriousness of the situation and tried his best to appease him. Unfortunately, his attempts were futile. Even suggesting they sleep in the same room failed to calm him down.

During this period of restlessness, Tan Chuyan took the opportunity to become more active and entered Feng Chilie’s room that night.

Feng Chilie was not sleeping peacefully; his brow was furrowed tightly. Tan Chuyan leaned over and gently kissed his forehead, then his nose and lips. Finally, he nipped at Feng Chilie’s throat, causing him to wake abruptly.

Tan Chuyan knew Feng Chilie so well that he could arouse him without any effort.

However, in the past six months, they rarely met each other. Firstly, they had been too busy working here and there. Secondly, Tan Chuyan’s body still too weak, and he had to rely on medicine every day to maintain his energy, let alone making love, something bad might happen if they did it.

But now that everything was stable and Tan Chuyan had recovered a lot, he just wanted to rush.

Probably because Tan Chuyan was too capable of arousing people, Feng Chilie’s last line of defense finally collapsed, and he bit Tan Chuyan’s lips hard.

There was attachment, longing, anger… and the determination of life and death in their kissing.

Tan Chuyan’s attempt was successful but the most regretful thing was his stomach almost turning upside down.

He raised his hands to cover his eyes, a broken cry for mercy between his lips and teeth.

But Feng Chilie was indifferent. Instead, he grabbed Tan Chuyan’s wrist and pressed Tan Chuyan’s arm above his head, deliberately revealing the eyes full of moisture. Then the evil in his bones began to cause trouble, making people cry and whimper…