After doing all this, Qiao Yuchen didn't look at their reactions. He turned to Chen Siyuan and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Did I scare you?"
"It was a bit unexpected," Chen Siyuan said frankly.
Without any pretense, his direct words made Qiao Yuchen smile. "You're not exactly timid, are you?"
"There's nothing I can do." She said, spreading her hands, indicating that she was powerless to change the situation.
After all, it was Qiao Yuchen who killed the person; even if she wanted to stop him, it was too late.
Besides, it seems that Qiao Yuchen's approach was more effective.
Everyone was even more surprised.
Especially Mrs. Qiao's people, they were surprised to see that this troublemaker could be gentle in addition to violence.
Therefore, everyone couldn't help but take another look at Chen Siyuan.
She's not bad looking, but her status is nowhere near that of Princess Honglian in the palace.
They couldn't understand why Qiao Yuchen, fearless of death, rejected the noble Princess Honglian and instead married someone with neither looks nor status into the General's Mansion.
Is it because Qiao Yuchen is used to being a hoodlum and can't see who is better, or is he just someone who is not respectable to begin with, and even if his status has changed, his vision and perspective are still too narrow to see the big picture in the capital?
The crowd felt indignant.
Not far away, not long after the kicked-away corpse landed, a graceful and elegant Madam Qiao couldn't sit still any longer and arrived with a group of maids and servants.
Qiao Yuchen handed the blood-dripping sword to someone else and looked at the newcomer. He had only been gone for a few days, and someone had already forgotten his temper.
Fortunately, the woman he married was brave; otherwise, he would have had to settle accounts with that old woman.
Chen Siyuan watched as her nominal mother-in-law arrived.
Chen Siyuan didn't know much about Madam Qiao, but it was all pleasant rumors. After her rebirth, when they met again, she found that she saw a different side of her from different perspectives.
It seems everyone is wearing a mask, and whether you can see through the mask to the true face depends on your ability.
Madam Qiao had the corpse at her feet disposed of, glanced at Qiao Yuchen, and went straight to the hall.
Qiao Yuchen took Chen Siyuan's hand and walked into the hall.
Not long after I entered the room, General Qiao rushed in from outside.
Having experienced all sorts of battles and spent almost his entire life fighting on the battlefield, he showed no emotion when his backyard turned into a battlefield.
General Qiao arrived in the living room and sat directly in the seat of honor.
Madam Qiao bowed to General Qiao.
General Qiao simply grunted in response, and said nothing more.
Chen Siyuan looked at General Qiao, who was practically invisible in the capital in her previous life, up close. He seemed serious, with the world on his mind, and indifferent to the affairs of his household.
Chen Siyuan sighed inwardly.
As expected of a general, his ambition lay in all directions, yet he was unaware that in unseen places, there were things more terrifying than swords and blades.
Like a backyard.
Throughout history, the fates of emperors have always been dictated by their own women and sons, and how many of them ultimately met a peaceful end?
As I looked at it, I thought of my past life. General Qiao died in a battle, which can be considered as earning him the title of general.
Suddenly, a scene flashed into my mind. I remembered that in my previous life, Song Ji had said something when he returned from a social engagement: "General Qiao fought against the State of Chen. Even if he won, he would still die on the battlefield. But General Qiao's death was not in battle. It seems that he was harmed by the people around him."
Looking at General Qiao in front of her, she felt a strange admiration for him. She wondered if she should tell him what had happened.
Just then, Qiao Yuchen pulled Chen Siyan to kneel down on the ground.
Wang Yong quickly presented two cups of Heytea to Qiao Yuchen and Chen Siyuan.
Chen Siyuan knew in her heart that their marriage would not be blessed and there would be no wedding. It was just a formality, but it would still count as getting married.
Chen Siyuan didn't care much about this, and followed Qiao Yuchen in kowtowing and raising her teacup.
"Son, please serve tea to your father!"
"Your daughter-in-law offers you tea, Father!"
The two had already expressed their agreement, but neither accepted the tea.
Madam Qiao sat quietly to the side, seemingly because General Qiao was present, she was merely a lady in the inner quarters, leaving all these matters to General Qiao to handle.
The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.
This silence seemed to raise one's heart rate.
Amidst the tense standoff, the stench of blood wafting in from outside added to the eeriness.
Qiao Yuchen did not speak again, and Chen Siyan remained kneeling quietly, her hands still in the gesture of offering tea.
General Qiao, who was sitting in the main seat, had just returned from the camp and was still wearing soft armor, which gave him an air of authority.
Even Qiao Yuchen was stunned. He lost his arrogance when facing Madam Qiao and knelt quietly on the ground, waiting for someone to have tea.
In fact, this silent action also shows that Qiao Yuchen is quite stubborn.
You have to drink this tea, whether you like it or not!
As time went on, Qiao Yuchen's expression darkened.
He could disregard Madam Qiao, but if General Qiao continued to refuse, it would be tantamount to denying Chen Siyuan's identity.
He didn't have Tao Yifan's thick skin, which would put a woman in an awkward position at crucial moments.
The woman Qiao Yuchen brought back, I have to acknowledge her, even if I don't want to.
"Father! Please have some tea!"
Qiao Yuchen raised the teacup in his hand even higher.
Chen Siyuan followed up, "Father, please have some tea!"
General Qiao sneered, staring intently at his rebellious son.
This is his good son.
Or did he bring that bastard back? Was he so unwilling? Was he so eager to make himself angry to death?
"Qiao Yuchen, are you giving me orders?" General Qiao's face instantly turned cold.
Qiao Yuchen looked up and met his father's gaze, "Father—"
It was just a form of address, and nothing more was said.
Kneeling on the ground, Chen Siyuan saw General Qiao's hands begin to tremble with anger.
Madam Qiao, unable to bear it any longer, quickly interjected, "Yu Chen, look how angry you've made your father! Hurry up and admit your mistake!"
"What, is the father dissatisfied with the daughter-in-law his son has chosen?"
"You bastard!" General Qiao roared.
Chen Siyuan's hand trembled slightly.
As expected of the old general, his voice was indeed loud. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still startled by the sudden roar.
"Yuan'er, are you alright?" Qiao Yuchen, who had just directly challenged General Qiao, turned to Chen Siyuan with genuine concern in his eyes.
Chen Siyuan was unsure whether she should be grateful for Qiao Yuchen's concern.
She's not even officially a member of the family yet, and she's already facing this kind of situation. It seems like her future days are going to be even more exciting.
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