Chapter 31: Waiting for the general to return victoriously, like...

It looks like a snail being pulled out of its shell.

Yan Heng hardened his heart and said without thinking, "I'm a little cold. Can you give me your cloak?"

Ji Yunchan didn't understand why, but she felt it was indeed quite cold today. Her hands were cold even after leaving the hand warmer. So she nodded and went to untie her cloak.

Yan Heng felt both distressed and angry. He turned away and ignored her. He took two quick steps and got on the carriage.

Ji Yunchan's finger was still fixed on him, not understanding why he was so angry, and she hurriedly followed him.

The carriage was a bit high, and Yan Heng inside pulled it with a cold face. When he felt the warmth of the little hand, his face became even gloomier.

After Ji Yunchan got on the carriage, he sat there with a gloomy face, looking straight ahead without looking at her.

Ji Yunchan sat down, and thought about how Yan Heng's hands were obviously warm, and she felt even more confused.

Is he making things difficult for her because he's angry? But if that's the case, why is he even angrier?

"General?" she called him tentatively.

Yan Heng didn't move.

Ji Yunchan handed the hand warmer to Yan Heng, saying sincerely, "General, if you are cold, warm your hands with this first."

Yan Heng was almost laughing out of anger. He couldn't hold it in any longer and snatched it away and threw it aside.

"You're so cold and you still want to give it to me," he taunted. "Ji Yunchan, you're truly selfless."

Ji Yunchan suddenly realized.

Originally, she was angry that she was ruining her body, but... she looked at the hand warmer thrown aside, wondering why was it thrown away for her?

She looked up at Yan Heng with a little doubt.

But then he heard a sarcastic question: "Or have you been a slave for too long?"

Ji Yunchan paused and said nothing.

When Yan Heng saw her lowered eyes, he realized that he had spoken without thinking and felt regretful.

The words of apology went around in circles on his lips, but he couldn't say them. He silently pulled her hand and held it in his palm to keep it warm.

A chill came over her, and the unspoken apology was still lingering in her heart. Ji Yunchan still lowered her head, and the atmosphere in the carriage was temporarily stagnant.

Yan Heng looked at her being pulled obediently by her, and seeing her lowering her brows and making a little prostrate appearance, he couldn't help but feel that the makeup on her face had dimmed a little.

She should have looked radiant with makeup on, Yan Heng thought.

At the palace banquet for all officials and at the Hundred Flowers Festival, his roundness had been so dazzling.

But when the peonies at the Flower Festival became wooden carvings on his carriage, his round face became submissive and restrained, and the flesh on his cheeks disappeared.

But she shouldn't be like this, Yan Heng thought. She should be well-mannered and behave appropriately in front of others, even though he always complained that she attracted a lot of romantic interest and was jealous of her.

She should be spoiled and proud in front of him, smile and get angry, and talk back to him. That's the lively her.

He thought that if she married him, everything would return to normal.

Yan Heng felt distressed and held her hand tightly.

"General...husband."

In a trance, his Yuanyuan looked up, his eyes curved with laughter.

Yan Heng saw that she was obviously relaxed, and she leaned closer to him and called him "husband."

"Thank you, husband. I feel warm." Ji Yunchan said.

When she said this, it seemed as if there was only him in her eyes. At that moment, Yan Heng felt that all the bitterness and hatred in his heart had disappeared.

He couldn't help but feel that he was hopeless, and his heart was moved by her every frown and smile.

"Ji Yunchan." Yan Heng covered his eyes, "Weren't you good at talking in the past?"

Ji Yunchan was stunned for a moment, then slowly opened her eyes.

...Can't stand seeing her being so timid in front of Miss Du?

Yes, Yan Heng has no habit of torturing others.

So even if he really marries Miss Du in the future, he will still be fair, right?

Thinking of this, she felt refreshed, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain. Her voice unconsciously took on a hint of affection and coquettishness: "The general is standing up for me."

Seeing her like this, Yan Heng seemed to really not care and was blatantly fooling him.

He was happy to see this and just let it go.

He reached out and pinched her tender cheek, jokingly saying, "You're trying to fool me. What did you buy while shopping?"

Ji Yunchan thought for a moment and said, "I bought some books, calligraphy books, and paints. I haven't practiced calligraphy for a long time."

"You girls, haven't you bought some hairpins, jewelry, rouge, powder and the like?" Yan Heng chatted with her and was surprised that Ji Yunchan seemed to have less material desires than he did.

I still remember that when I was young, I thought Ji Yunchan was spoiled, and I wanted to make a lot of money to support her in the future.

Ji Yunchan shook her head, "I bought these not long ago when I married the general."

"You save money."

Ji Yunchan didn't refute, she looked at him and said with a smile: "I bought some snacks."

Yan Heng sneered and pulled the person into his arms.

......

The carriage traveled at a leisurely pace and soon arrived at the general's residence.

It was already dark outside, and Yan Heng helped the others down from the carriage. In the main room, the maids had already prepared the meal. Yu Yan watched the two people walk in hand in hand in a harmonious atmosphere, and a dark light flashed in her eyes.

The two had dinner, washed up, and then went to bed together.

After her mother's gradual persuasion, Ji Yunchan became more at ease with not consummating the marriage, but she still felt uncomfortable because there was someone lying next to her.

The same was true for Yan Heng. The two of them lay down for a long time, but neither of them fell asleep.

In the darkness, Ji Yunchan opened her eyes. She changed her position, facing Yan Heng, and whispered, "Is the general asleep?"

"No." Yan Heng answered, facing upwards.

Ji Yunchan moved closer, looking soft as if she wanted to chat with him that night.

She asked softly, "So...what did the general say to my mother?"

That slender body was right beside him, and her soft, boneless hands were on his arm, but he was still unaware.

He closed his eyes, his voice hoarse, "I don't want you to know, but you still ask."

Ji Yunchan didn't intend to ask, she just wanted to talk to him, so she said softly, "Okay."

I hugged her tighter and closed my eyes.

Yan Heng felt his whole body stiffen and all the blood in his body flowed to one place.

He couldn't help but pull her into his arms, restrainedly kissed Ji Yunchan's hair, and said vaguely, "I'll tell you later."

Feeling the warmth from behind, Ji Yunchan felt warmth rising in her heart.

Is this what husband and wife are like? She couldn't help but wonder, and then she thought of herself as his concubine.

Even so, Yan Heng still liked her a little, Ji Yunchan thought.

That's enough, don't ask for too much.

She warned herself silently in her heart, blinked her eyes, and still couldn't help asking: "Which family will my husband marry?"

Yan Heng had his eyes closed, but he paused when he heard the voice. "Why would you bother with so much?"

Ji Yunchan said softly: "I'm just a little curious, just tell me."

She seemed to be hinting at something.

Yan Heng was a little suspicious. Could it be that she had guessed it?

As soon as this thought came to mind, he refuted it. No, if he could guess, he wouldn't be so timid. At least he should have been able to show off his power when facing Du Ruo...

Duruo?

Thinking of this person, Yan Heng suddenly guessed something.

Could it be that he thought he had this intention towards Du Ruo? After thinking it over, Yan Heng confirmed this guess incredulously, and found it outrageous.

The girl from the Du family has poor eyesight and is completely focused on Wang Kangan's embroidered pillow. She has a poor brain and an even worse temper.

Both of them are innocent, and anyone who listens to Ji Yunchan's imagination will feel that it is unfair.

With the person already in his arms, Yan Heng endured it, cleared his throat, and said, "She's probably just pretty and a bit of a temper, that's her look."

He described Ji Yunchan's image in front of him.

I thought to myself, I have already married, and you are my wife. This is what we have agreed on since we were young.

When Ji Yunchan heard this, she felt that it was tailor-made for Du Tongzhi's sister Du Ruo.

She felt a little sad, and secretly felt that although the girl was good, her temperament conflicted with Yan Heng's, so she was not suitable...and her official position in the family was not high.

She was suddenly startled and spat on herself for speaking ill of others behind their backs.

The girl just had a bad temper, not as bad as he imagined. Yan Heng only cared about the feelings, and the same was true when making friends, never considering status.

Even so, she was still a little depressed and only responded softly: "Yeah."

There was no conversation for a long while.

Yan Heng pricked up his ears, feeling suspicious.

Seeing Ji Yunchan's ambiguous response, he was afraid that she would find out, so he pretended to lower his head casually and observed her expression through the darkness.

Seeing that she looked normal, as if she hadn't heard it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I'd better not be so clear next time, Yan Heng thought.

He patted her back twice soothingly and said, "I'll tell you later, don't worry."

The voice came from above his chest, muffled and carrying the reassuring feeling of promise.

Ji Yunchan arched twice and nodded obediently.

"Go to sleep." Yan Heng whispered.

......

But the sleep didn't last long. Around three in the morning, I heard a noisy sound of footsteps and hushed conversations outside the door.

Immediately, the door opened. Yan Heng sat up in bed. The maid on night watch drew aside the curtains and reported briefly, "General, the enemy is invading."

A candle was lit in the room. Ji Yunchan, with sleepy eyes, watched Yan Heng get out of bed and quickly put on his clothes. Turning back to see that she was awake, he said, "Go back to sleep, it's okay." Then he strode out.

Ji Yunchan suddenly remembered the breastplate she had bought during the day, quickly stood up, took it out of the bag on the table in front of the window, and chased to the door.

"General!"

Yan Heng strode out while listening to Chang Sui's report. When Ji Yunchan left the door, Yan Heng had already reached the courtyard gate. He turned around and saw Ji Yunchan chasing after him in thin clothes. He couldn't help but frowned: "It's cold, go back."

Yuye followed behind and put a thick cloak on Ji Yunchan.

"General," Ji Yunchan panted, the cold air she exhaled was like an extension of the moonlight. She stood in front of him, her fingers flying quickly, and she fastened the heart-protecting mirror on him with full satisfaction.

Then he bowed and said, "I will wait for the general's triumphant return at home."