Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

If Tan Chuyan was Chu Minghan’s son, he would have smashed the inkstone by now, pointed at Tan Chuyan’s nose, and begun to scold him.

Though he refrained from scolding, he still labeled him an “ignorant kid” and launched an attack, questioning, “Do you know why I agreed to Feng Chilie’s marriage proposal with your country?”

Because this was a simple meeting, the etiquettes were still there. He couldn’t casually scold a prince from another kingdom.

Tan Chuyan, maintaining a smile, responded, “Your Majesty, I am ignorant of this matter, but I must acknowledge the decision’s blend of wisdom and foolishness.”

Chu Minghan choked, “Aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you for speaking like this?”

“You won’t kill me,” Tan Chuyan asserted, “Firstly, my identity is evident. Though not favored, I remain a royal family member. Secondly, if I perish, do you think my wise father would endure the shame of a failed marriage and declare war on Jing Kingdom, using my death as pretext? You can punish me however you want; I won’t resist. After all, I was the first to offend.” He added, extending his hand.

Chu Minghan, intrigued, observed the young man, realizing if his sons were as astute as Tan Chuyan, Chu Qingyi need not compete for the crown prince position.

Contemplating this, Chu Minghan sighed, “Forget it. I’m not in the mood for this. If Feng Chilie hadn’t threatened me in a letter, I wouldn’t have agreed to the marriage. He insisted on a prince from Qi Kingdom marrying him or he’d never return to the capital even in death.”

The general dared to give order to the king, Chu Minghan was so angry and considered dragging Feng Chilie back for beating but reluctantly accepted the unreasonable demand, as it was the only way to end the standoff caused by a food shortage.

Feng Chilie claimed his goal was to make Tuoba Rou give up, insisting on a prince to ensure equality. However, Chu Minghan anticipated Tan Hongyun’s refusal, finding the request too humiliating.

Yet, to his surprise, Tan Hongyun agreed, leaving Chu Minghan fuming and giving officials disapproving looks.

As Tan Chuyan arrived for the marriage, unaware of the complexities and Feng Chilie’s true motives, he naturally made these inferences.

Indeed, subtle nuances within the Jing royal family dynamics were apparent, especially in Chu Minghan’s expression hinting at a desire to confront Feng Chilie. The engagement between Feng Chilie and Tuoba Rou remains a relatively unknown detail, with Tan Chuyan discovering it through a conversation between Chu Qingyi and Lan Yue.

The trouble has gone around and in the final analysis, it was primarily caused by Feng Chilie’s actions.

But when he made this request, he didn’t expect that Tuoba Ruo would die. He squatted on the roof and listening to Chu Minghan scolding him. Despite the desire to defend himself, he couldn’t blow up his disable cover.

If he jumps like this, Chu Minghan might want to punish him for deceiving the king. It seemed that he had to find another way to avoid the war for heir apparent. This pretending method wasn’t useful at all. He had to find a chance to stand up for himself!

But it would take hundreds of days to recover from such injuries. Why did he even bother in the first place….

Feng Chilie let out a long sigh, then locked his eyes on Tan Chuyan through the cracks of tiles rooftop.

He looked frail on the outside but he releveled fatal attraction at every turns.

The way he talked just now was like he was the victim from the politic dramas the powerful men involved himself in. It was all the fault of the great Feng Chilie and he was the pitiful man targeted out of blue.

During lifetime, he was treated as a tool for political marriage and after death, he would be used for the source of announcing war. It was really pitiful.

If he hadn’t known how evil Tan Chuyan was, Feng Chilie might have been fooled by his dialogue.

He adjusted to a comfortable position and continued to listening.

Tan Chuyan redirects the conversation, “Your Majesty, the affairs between me and the general aren’t important now. how to keep Princess Changle inside Jing Kingsom is the most important.” Tan Chuyan said, “Don’t you find it strange? Since the general and Princess Cangle have an engagement, why didn’t they married her as soon as possible? But they delayed it again and again. Of course, it was undeniable there is a general reason for this.”

Tan Chuyan paused and continued, “If ten years ago, Princess Cangle get married, the general could accept it. After all, a fifteen years old boy would be obedient.”

But now, Feng Chilie had become stiff and his wings were unbreakable. It was hard to let him follow his order, let alone marrying someone he didn’t like. This was directly putting blame on Chu Minghan.

Talking about the problem, Chu Minghand as the king, naturally realized Xibo wanted to break off the marriage through delay then alienate the relationship little by little. By then, they could enter the war again.

But at that time, there were some problems between Feng CHengjian and Tuoba Lan. Tuoba Lan was clamoring to go back to her county and Chu Minghan had to stabilize these two people.

Therefore, the delay in Feng Chilie’s marriage serves to stabilize the relationships, particularly with Tuoba Lan’s desire to return to Xibo. The situation becomes more complicated with Feng Chengjian’s stroke, altering the dynamics and priorities within the royal family.

Who designates Tuoba Lan as a mother? If she stirs up trouble and returns to Xibo, who will care for eight-year-old Feng Libai?

Whether it’s Feng Chengjian, walking with a limp, or Feng Chilie, spending all day in the military camp, or letting him go to the royal family to live under someone else’s protection.

In any situation, she couldn’t accept it, so naturally, she had no choice but to stay.

But when things calmed down, Feng Chilie successfully tamed the beast in the Wolf Eagle Cavalry and became the leader of a new generation. He couldn’t even be forcing the marriage.

Additionally, Xibo was not willing, so he had no choice but to delay it until now, with long nights and many dreams.

Chu Minghan’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter. He thought to himself, “Why do you always target this weak point?”

After a moment of silence, Chu Qingyi, privy to the inside story, said, “Father, I think the Fifth Prince’s proposal is not a bad idea.”

A look of ‘My daughter is crazy’ appeared on Chu Minghan’s face. He said, “Qingyi, you grew up in the General’s Mansion and spent time with that person day and night. Don’t you understand that bastard’s temper?”

Feng Chilie: “…”

What’s going on? Can an outsider like Tan Chuyan not see it?

Why can he easily call him a “bastard”?

Chu Qingyi said, “Of course, I know his temperament, but everything is possible. How can you know if you don’t try?”

“Then go and persuade him,” Chu Minghan said.

Chu Qingyi bent over, “Father, I can’t do this. I have to attend to the fifth prince, Tan Chuyan.”

It seems that Chu Qingyi already knew his intention for coming here, helping the Jing Kingdom retain “Tuoba Rou” and contributing to the country. Atoning for one’s sins and absolving oneself from the guilt of running away from one’s parents.

Chu Minghan asked the old eunuch to pour him a cup of tea. When he picked it up, white mist covered his eyes: “Why do you want him to go with you?”

“Father, the closer people are to this kind of thing, the more likely it will be counterproductive, and may even be rejected,” Chu Qingyi said. “But the Fifth Highness is different. Although he almost married Feng Chilie, he never did. If he were allowed to be a mediator, he might have a chance to succeed.”

“Okay,” Chu Minghan, a king for so many years, said, “I can’t tell what kind of medicine you’re selling in your gourd. Let him go, but I have a condition.”

Tan Chuyan knew that Chu Minghan could see through his plans, so he had been secretly controlling the right to speak, making everything clear to make Chu Minghan like him. Because he knows that Chu Minghan likes smart people.

Tan Chuyan smiled and saluted, “Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness. I am willing to accept your terms.”

But the smile on Tan Chuyan’s face soon became stiff.

Just listen to Chu Minghan say, “Even if the atmosphere in our Jing Kingdom is open, Qingyi is still a girl. How can it be appropriate for you, a man, to live in her mansion? So, whether the persuasion is successful or not, you can either move to the General’s Mansion or pack your luggage and go back to Qi Kingdom.”

Tan Chuyan: “…”

I would like to express my thanks.

Chu Minghan didn’t give this smart man a chance to twiddle his tongue.

“You said it on your own, If you are willing to accept my conditions, I will send someone to the General’s Mansion immediately to issue an order. You cannot resist the order.” Chu Minghan made a gesture of wiping his neck. “Otherwise, I will kill you.”

Tan Chuyan: “…”

Is Jing Kingdom full of lunatics? It’s such a mess right now, but you dare to let him live in the General’s Mansion for fear of causing trouble.

Not big enough trouble already?

Tan Chuyan’s face turned green, but he could only agree.

Feng Chilie, sitting on the roof, smiled brightly, finally seeing Tan Chuyan trapped in the pit.

Tan Chuyan felt that this palace was full of bad luck, so he resigned and walked out of the palace alone in the dark.

It was completely dark at this time, and the streets, without vendors, were also pitch black.

He suddenly decided not to ride a horse, patting Zhi Ye’s butt and letting him return to Ling-han Pavilion on his own.

His footsteps made a “crunching” sound in the thick snow, and the wind howled through the alleys, creating a ghostly cry.

Tan Chuyan retrieved a piece of candy he had bought on a previous outing from his pockets. As he unwrapped the candy, the sound of numerous arrows cutting through the air exploded.

Raising his eyelids, Tan Chuyan saw a barrage of arrows hurtling toward his face. He tossed the wrapped candy into his mouth, removed his cloak, and began to twirl it.

The wind’s sound was disrupted by the wildly swirling cloak, causing all the arrows to land harmlessly in the snow.

Looking down, Tan Chuyan observed that they were all crossbow arrows.

“Crunch, crunch -”

The sound of footsteps on the snow echoed one after another. Tan Chuyan looked up to see a dozen masked men in black emerging from the darkness.

Each held a Tang sword, and moonlight glinted off the blades, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Biting the candy in his mouth, Tan Chuyan muttered a curse under his breath for the unwelcome interruption, then drew a soft sword from his waist and gracefully wielded it in the wind!