The stars are twinkling and the night wind is not dry.

After it got dark, lights were turned on everywhere in the General's Mansion. Big red lanterns hung on the eaves, casting a warm glow.

After the guests left, Mo Qianyu, under the influence of alcohol, entered the bridal chamber.

The room was quiet.

"Chen Zhilan, come and help your husband wash and change clothes!"

Mo Qianyu cleared his throat to hide his nervousness.

For a long while, no one answered.

Mo Qianyu lifted the bed curtain and saw Shen Zhilan lying on the bed, her little face flushed and sleeping soundly.

"Don't you think you'll wake up when the lights are on..."

Mo Qianyu was sure that the bride was Shen Zhilan, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately it wasn’t Wei Jing, and fortunately it was changed back in time.

This time, I really owe Jiang Yuzhu a huge favor.

Mo Qianyu leaned over and rubbed Shen Zhilan's delicate cheeks with his rough big hands. Not feeling satisfied, he pinched them again.

It is white and tender. If it had a little more meat, it would be like pinching a big steamed bun made of soft white flour.

Seeing the beauty frowning in her sleep, Mo Qianyu suddenly felt refreshed.

He is a tall and strong man, so why should he be nervous about his wedding night? The one who should be nervous is Shen Zhilan.

After figuring it out, Mo Qianyu half leaned on the small couch, half closing his eyes in comfort.

"Sir, the Emperor urgently summons you!"

The servant stood in front of the bridal chamber door and spoke in panic.

Mo Qianyu stood up with a somersault and almost floated to the door: "What did you say?"

"Sir, something unexpected has happened in the north, and the Emperor has urgently summoned me. I have already prepared my horse and am waiting in the front yard for you to enter the palace together!"

The servant spoke clearly and tried his best to remain calm, but his eyes revealed panic.

Mo Qianyu only felt her head buzzing twice, and she didn't even have time to change into her wedding clothes, and hurried out.

Before leaving, Mo Qianyu said to Xia'er, "I probably won't be back tonight, so take good care of your young lady!"

Soon, the bridal chamber returned to its previous quietness.

In the bridal chamber, Shen Zhilan sat up, staring at the wedding candles in the room, and fell into deep thought.

Xia Er brought a bowl of plain noodles. Seeing that her mistress had woken up, she almost cried with joy: "It's all my fault that I was so stupid. I didn't even know that you were replaced by Wei Jing..."

When Xia'er learned that the Mo family was making things difficult for Wei Jing because they didn't want her to come in, the resentment in her heart had long since dissipated, leaving only self-blame. If only she had been smarter.

"Xia'er, go pack a bag for your long journey. Just pack a few sets of comfortable clothes that are easy to change into."

Shen Zhilan sat up straight and sighed softly. She had to go back to Xie Mansion first.

Xia Er was stunned and didn't understand: "Miss, are you running away from your marriage?"

If the young lady has such an idea, Xia'er will have to persuade her. Although Mo Qianyu is a military general, she is considerate of details. If she marries someone else, it may not be better than the Mo family.

Shen Zhilan stood up and walked around the room a few times to stretch her muscles. She looked at Xia'er and said, "I'm not running away from the marriage. I'm following the Mo family to the north."

Xia'er hesitated for a moment, then thought of her young lady's ability to "calculate", and as if she had seen through the secret, she trotted out the door.

In the room, Shen Zhilan fell into deep thought again.

In fact, she was already awake before Mo Qianyu returned to her room. She didn't know how to face being alone with him, so she just pretended to be asleep.

Mo Qianyu was summoned into the palace, and Shen Zhilan suddenly recalled something.

In her previous life, she married a scumbag and was already pregnant at this time, but she had a miscarriage on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, Shen Zhilan lost her son and was extremely sad.

During her confinement period, Shen Zhilan heard from the relatives of the Shen family who came to visit her that there was a big change in the north and the national defense general Mo Changchuan was assassinated.

That relative's family runs a caravan that transports goods from the north to the south of the Yangtze River. The news is true.

In other words, Father-in-law Mo Changchuan will not live long.

Shen Zhilan gritted her teeth. She suspected that this was just the beginning. The fire that wiped out the clan several years later was closely related to Mo Changchuan's death!

In order to change the fate of the Mo family, Shen Zhilan must follow Mo Qianyu to the north.

Just as Shen Zhilan made her plans, Madam Mo arrived with Mo Yan.

The mother and daughter both looked solemn, and both had a bad premonition.

Madam Mo forced a smile and said, "Zhilan, a lot of trouble happened today, and you were frightened for no reason. Tonight is our wedding night, and Qianyu..."

The emperor summoned me urgently at night, something big must have happened.

There had been two such incidents before, and both times he left Beijing at dawn.

Shen Zhilan stepped forward and held Madam Mo's hand and said, "Mother, your daughter-in-law has a request and wants to return to the Xie Mansion immediately."

The bride has three days to return home after her wedding. Shen Zhilan was afraid that she could not wait for three days. Although it was against the rules, she still wanted to try to persuade Mrs. Mo.

Before Shen Zhilan could find a reason to convince him, Madam Mo glanced at her with admiration and suddenly smiled, "I used to worry that you were too weak, but I was wrong. A weak woman cannot be the daughter-in-law of the Mo family."

Neither Madam Mo nor Mo Yan knew martial arts, but they had seen the cruelty and bloodiness of the battlefield and had experienced many storms.

Fighting on the battlefield and protecting the people in the border town is the destiny of the Mo family.

If we don’t get rid of the barbarians, who are our biggest threat, there will never be peace in the North.

While they were talking, Xia'er had already packed her clothes.

Madam Mo, who was more experienced, advised, "Once you leave Beijing, you'll often take shortcuts and sleep outdoors in the wilderness. Traveling light with only a change of clothes is far from enough."

When a woman goes out, she may suffer from minor ailments such as headaches and fever. Pills are essential, as well as menstrual belts, brown sugar ginger tea, etc.

"Zhilan, I'm sorry for putting you in such a difficult position."

Mrs. Mo felt guilty and her tone became softer.

Shen Zhilan turned her head, her eyes serious: “Mother, my daughter-in-law is marrying Qianyu, and as a daughter-in-law of the Mo family, she must always put the Mo family first.”

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