The commotion alerted the guards of the general's mansion, but the guards were all personal guards who had followed Xu Xie on the battlefield for many years. When they saw that the sword in the bell-bell boy's hand was the one that their general had once carried, they all hesitated and dared not step forward.

When Bi Xie heard that a guard had come to report, he asked what he should do.

But her mind was completely muddled; she couldn't even distinguish people, let alone make any decisions.

The boy with the bell spotted her in the crowd and ran over unsteadily, sword in hand. The bell jingled crisply in the wind. Bi Xie only saw a small, tear-streaked face filled with despair, as beautiful as a hibiscus, crying out in a hoarse voice, "Xu Xie, you liar! How could you marry someone else? You big liar!"

Although she still couldn't see his face clearly, Bi Xie felt a pang in her heart at his hoarse, tearful voice. She paused, about to walk over, when a group of people hurriedly came from the corridor. A man in wedding attire gently took her hand, shielded her behind him, and whispered to her, "My lady, you are tired. Let's go back to our room to rest."

After saying that, he smiled and said to the guests, "Please make yourselves at home. My wife is drunk. I will help her back to rest. Please excuse me."

Everyone thought that Young Master Ning would be extremely jealous upon seeing General Xu's beloved concubine, and they were all ready to watch the show. However, to everyone's surprise, Young Master Ning chose to avoid the confrontation and, very virtuously, did not question General Xu. Instead, he considerately helped his wife back to her room.

This is simply a model of male virtue. The Ningguo Duke's family is indeed a distinguished family that has produced several empresses. Young Master Ning is not only handsome, but also so virtuous and charming. Her Majesty the Empress truly treats General Xu well, arranging such a wonderful marriage for her.

Bi Xie was helped away. He tried to speak, but could only manage a few broken words, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Although the guards dared not harm Han Yun, they also dared not let him pass. Several red-tasseled spears were pressed down on the boy's back, rendering him unable to move.

Tears streamed down the young man's face as he watched the general, who had promised to marry him upon his victory, leave without a backward glance or explanation. His heart felt as if it had been ripped open, bleeding with pain. He cried out in anguish, "Xu Xie, I hate you, I hate you—"

As Bi Xie listened to those cries, she felt a suffocating pain in her heart. This was not only her emotion, but also the original owner's emotion.

No, I need to receive the memories of this world as soon as possible.

Young Master Ning took a few steps and noticed the weight on his arm had increased. Looking down, he saw Xu Xie's handsome and dashing face slowly lower.

"My lady, my lady," Young Master Ning called her softly a few times. Seeing that her eyes were closed and her cheeks were flushed, she had already fallen asleep. He coldly ordered his personal servant, "Go and expel that disheveled young man from the mansion." He then half-helped and half-dragged Bi Xie to the bridal chamber.

Red candles warm the bed, and the nuptial wine is laid out on the table.

The back hall was noisy and bustling, but the bridal chamber was quiet. There were no people making a ruckus in the bridal chamber, and the only sound was the stumbling and messy footsteps of the two people.

Bi Xie felt herself being placed on the couch, and just as she was on high alert, the man's footsteps slowly faded away, as if he had opened the door and gone out.

There's no need for him to greet the guests outside. What would he be doing out on his wedding night? Was he perhaps instructing the kitchen to prepare a hangover soup?

Without time to think, Bi Xie hurriedly called out to Ru Hua: "Transfer the original owner's memories to me."

As soon as Ru Hua responded, Bi Xie felt her head throb even more, and a series of images flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern.

The original owner was named Xu Xie, an orphan adopted by Xu Lan, the Great General of Kuiyang Kingdom. She learned martial arts from Xu Lan from a young age. Later, when Xu Lan was injured on the battlefield and could no longer lead troops, Xu Xie became her successor and led Kuiyang Kingdom to resist the attack of Ye Xi Kingdom. Because she never lost a battle and won many battles, she was very popular in Kuiyang Kingdom and was the invincible war god in the hearts of the people.

Xu Xie often leads troops into battle, but he is also skilled in romance and poetry.

She began following her master Xu Lan to the battlefield at the age of ten. At that time, the Ye Xi Kingdom was powerful and would attack and harass the Kui Yang Kingdom from time to time. She followed Xu Lan to the border and was stationed there for five years. It is said that the feng shui of the border is not good for people, but when Xu Xie returned to the capital at the age of fifteen, she still had red lips and white teeth, and delicate skin, looking even more frail than the civil officials in the capital.

In matriarchal societies, men generally prefer strong and domineering women, and her appearance was not considered attractive.

However, Xu Xie didn't mind. She often had to go out to fight, and she didn't take any concubines or bed servants in the mansion. Whenever she was bored, she would go to the tavern with a few guards to drink. Military regulations did not allow drinking, but she could indulge herself occasionally when she returned to the capital.

Xu Xie loved to drink, but she couldn't hold her liquor and her behavior while drunk was even worse. Once, several of her guards conspired to get her drunk, hoping to get their general to have some fun.

After Xu Xie got completely drunk, he took her to Nuanjiao Pavilion and asked the madam to choose the prettiest virgin to serve him. Coincidentally, Nuanjiao Pavilion had just received a new batch of goods, including several boys who met the requirements. The madam chose an eleven or twelve-year-old boy to serve him. As a result, Xu Xie went on a drunken rampage that night, insisting that the boy was a spy from an enemy country and that he would torture him severely.

The boy was originally quite mentally strong, otherwise the madam wouldn't have chosen him to serve the VIP. Who knew that he would be so frightened that night that he screamed and peed in his pants, then ran away with his pants up.

Xu Xie naturally gave chase, shouting, "Where do you think you're going, you traitor?" "You dog, prepare to die!"

The boy ran in a panic to find the madam, who happened to be whipping a disobedient boy. The boy was stubborn and didn't utter a sound despite being covered in bruises. He had a fair face and fierce eyes, and refused to serve customers. He hadn't eaten for three days. The person guarding him was afraid that he would die and the money would be wasted, so he went to ask the madam for help.

Just as the madam was angrily beating him to vent her anger, two figures rushed in like lightning.

One of the figures rushed over, grabbed her leg, and cried, "Mommy, save me! This guest wants to kill me, he insists I'm a spy from an enemy country..."

When Xu Xie rushed in, he saw the madam holding a whip and the room filled with instruments of torture. His eyes widened, and he reeked of alcohol. He shouted, "Hey, you're in cahoots! How dare you whip my soldiers! You'll pay with your lives!" The madam was grabbed by the arm, swung around, and thrown out. She fell hard and, enduring the pain, got up and ran off to call for help.

Xu Xie lowered the boy from the dangling position and patted his back like he was comforting a child, saying, "With the general here, there's nothing to be afraid of."

When Xu Xie's personal guards arrived, they saw Xu Xie holding the sleeping boy. The boy's clothes were disheveled, and his still-childish face could not hide his stunning beauty. Their general held him tightly and refused to let go. Later, this boy became the apple of their general's eye and was raised in the Nuanjiao Pavilion for eight years, from the age of eight to sixteen.