After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

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At dusk, the servants hurriedly prepared dinner and cleaned the house. Because the new master demanded so much and was precise, he unknowingly became a servant of Zhao's mansion to instruct the people of the General's mansion how to do things, and it was inevitable that the two sides would become hostile.

Originally, the servants of the general's mansion could spend their time leisurely in the mansion, feeding the chickens, fishing, and the general who had just returned to Beijing was an easy-going person, so he didn't need them to take care of him at all. Now there is an extra master, oh no, it should be the ancestors, who have added a lot of things to them in the past two days, and the servants who brought them are even more arrogant, dissatisfied with everything, bossing around I can't help but assign tasks to them without hesitation.

After a while, a little servant girl ran into the kitchen and happily said to her companions: "My God, the general actually punished my wife to stride in the courtyard!"

"Is this true?"

The friends were happy, and ran to the front yard to see it.

The people in the Zhao Mansion heard this, looked at each other, and followed suit.

Not long after, a group of servants peeked out from the corridor in the front yard, and saw Zhao Yelan squatting crookedly, his expensive clothes hanging on the ground, stained with dirt, and his face was very ugly.

Zhao Yelan heard the whispering voice, looked back, and with just one look, they were quieted down, and they left the place pushing and shoving.

But Xiao Gao ran over and was about to speak when Zhao Yelan stopped him and said, "Gao Tan, go and see what the kitchen has cooked. If there is nothing I like, let them make it again."

Gao Tan immediately stopped, hesitated for a while, then turned and went to the kitchen.

"How old is Gao Tan?" Yan Mingting asked looking at his back.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yelan said calmly, "Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Just ask, it looks quite small." Yan Mingting said, pressing his shoulders down, "Put your hands down, squat better, the chassis is unstable, it is easy to dangle, and you will fall down with one blow." .”

Zhao Yelan gritted his teeth, thin sweat broke out on his forehead, and a blush appeared on both sides of his cheeks, like peach blossoms blooming unintentionally on rice paper, the finishing touch, vivid and fragrant.

It was still dark during the morning exercise, so I missed this look. At this time, Yan Mingting saw the freshness and astonishment, and couldn't help but take a second look.

Zhao Yelan noticed his gaze, raised his hand and slapped him on the chest.

The servants of Zhao's mansion who were passing by were so shocked that they speeded up happily, ran back to the kitchen, and exaggeratedly told the big guys that Mr. Zhao had slapped General Yan, and Zhao's mansion won back a city!

"What are you fanning me for?" Yan Mingting asked.

"It's just an itchy hand."

Yan Mingting shrugged indifferently, pinched his face, Zhao Yelan hissed in pain, and glared angrily.

"Don't ask, it just makes your hands itchy." Yan Mingting replied.

"General, the two generals Zhong Yuehong and He Cuizhang are here." The guards ran in and preached.

"Understood." Yan Mingting let go of his hand, turned around and told Zhao Yelan, "Persist for another quarter of an hour."

When Zhong Yuehong and He Cuizhang stepped into the General's Mansion, they happened to run into Yan Mingting who was coming towards him. The three of them walked towards the study together without exchanging too many pleasantries.