Extra 19 Linglan's past (Part 2)

Jiang Qilan held Cheng Ling's shoulders and looked at her absently:

The girl's face has long lost the baby fat, and there is a little shy charm of a girl between her eyebrows. The loose coarse linen clothes cannot hide her beautiful curves, and her body exudes a light fruity fragrance.

His spiritual sister has grown up.

Jiang Qilan's chest was pounding - he was no longer the boy who knew nothing about men and women.

Life in the army is boring, and the soldiers have no other pastimes except gambling, bragging, or drinking and telling dirty jokes.

After hearing too many dirty jokes, Jiang Qilan naturally understood what sex was all about.

And the charming Cheng Ling sneaked into his dreams several times. In the dream, he and her did many things in pornographic jokes.

Jiang Qilan condemned himself in his heart, while secretly praying that that day would come soon.

Now, the girl he loves is within his reach...

Jiang Qilan gradually tightened his grip on her shoulders.

His eyes became dark.

"Brother Lan?" Cheng Ling called him softly with a blushing face.

Jiang Qilan took a few deep breaths before calming down his heartbeat, and patted Cheng Ling on the shoulder: "You are already a big girl? Why are you so careless?"

"It's not because I'm too tired from hiking today!" Cheng Ling pouted and rubbed his thighs.

"Mountain climbing? Are you going to collect herbs again? Don't you have enough money? I'll send someone to..." Jiang Qilan paused.

Cheng Ling took out the short sword from the backpack on his back that he had admired for a long time but was reluctant to buy——

Jiang Qilan took the dagger and couldn't put it down, turning it over and over.

The first time he saw this dagger in the blacksmith shop, he was moved.

But he was reluctant to buy it.

He has to save some money, spend ten miles of red makeup, and marry his spiritual sister!

After playing with it for a while, Jiang Qilan finally realized, where did Cheng Ling get the silver dagger?

Could it be the money saved by frugality on weekdays?

Jiang Qilan immediately put the dagger on the table and asked with a straight face: "Sister Ling, did you buy it by cutting back on clothes and dieting? Look at you, you have been wearing this dress for several years, and the trouser legs are too short. ! It’s still the same old clothes from the first few years..."

"Brother Lan," Cheng Ling interrupted, "I paid for this dagger by going up the mountain to collect herbs and mushrooms. I won't use the money you gave me to buy you a gift. After all, I'm clumsy. , I can’t be a female celebrity, and I can’t cook..."

Jiang Qilan took Cheng Ling into his arms.

"Silly girl."

"Brother Lan, do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much." Jiang Qilan sighed.

"Why don't you buy it if you like it? Our General Lan also has a lot of money, why do you hold it so tightly?"

Although the Jiang family is not a corrupt official, due to the many years of rewards from the monarch and Jiang's father's frugal life, the family savings are quite substantial.

Jiang Qilan smiled and raised his fingers, scratching Cheng Ling's nose: "Of course I am saving money to get a wife!"

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling's expression changed drastically after hearing this.

She pushed Jiang Qilan away and said coldly: "Little General Jiang, you have seen him and he is alive and well. Now, you can go."

"Ah?" Jiang Qilan was confused.

Why was Cheng Ling's reaction different from what he expected?

"Sister Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Ling folded his arms, looked at Jiang Qilan, and said coldly: "Farewell to our little general Jiang, Feng Shen is handsome and perfect for the third princess. What if you stay here for a long time and the third princess misunderstands?" Also, don’t call me Sister Ling anymore!”

"Ah? Have you heard about it?" Jiang Qilan was surprised.

"Yes, the mighty General Jiang and the third princess, that is a good story! The daughter of the people..."

Jiang Qilan's rough fingers lifted Cheng Ling's chin and gently touched her lips.

Cheng Ling was speechless.

Her face instantly turned red to her ears.

"Ling girl...you know very well that you are the only one in my heart. You are my only wife. I, Jiang Qilan, have chosen you. If you don't marry me, then I will be alone for the rest of my life, no, for generations to come!"

"I have already rejected the third princess's engagement."

"The monarch will not force me."

"Then you said you want to save money to marry a wife..." Cheng Ling's eyes widened.

"Stupid! Of course I saved up money to marry you!"

She bit her lip and tried to suppress her laughter: "I'm not the kind of person who loves vanity! I have no father or mother, so why should I be extravagant and wasteful..."

She only wanted him.

Nothing else matters.

"But I need it. I want to invite the best celebration team in Kyoto, and let my soldiers carry the dowry for ten miles from the south city to the north city, and from the east city to the west city. I want everyone in Kyoto to know that I Jiang Qilan married Cheng Ling home! "

Cheng Ling tried his best to suppress the raised corners of his mouth and said in a fierce tone: "Then how did you reject the monarch?"

Jiang Qilan said seriously: "I told the monarch that my unmarried wife is the only wife in my heart. She is good in everything, but there is one thing -"

Cheng Ling's eyes widened.

"——She is a very jealous person. Don't mention the third princess or the fifth princess again! If the jealousy is overturned, I will be in big trouble!"

Cheng Ling pushed him: "You are the jealous one!"

Jiang Qilan laughed, pulled Cheng Ling into his arms again, and rubbed the top of her head with his chin.

"You don't know how much I want to marry you into my family." Jiang Qilan whispered.

Cheng Ling, nestled in Jiang Qilan's arms, could feel the vibrations in his chest when he spoke.

Her face turned redder.

Jiang Qilan continued: "But... the world is unfair and the war is urgent. I have been running on the battlefield all year round. And swords don't have eyes. If... I don't want my spiritual sister to be left a widow."

Cheng Ling said "Bah, bah" twice, and then pinched Jiang Qilan's thin waist hard: "It's really unpleasant, don't talk nonsense!"

Jiang Qilan smiled: "Okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore."

But that's what he really thought.

Cheng Ling's life was miserable.

He married her because he wanted her to live a good life.

Cheng Ling is young and beautiful, and is the dream lover of many Kyoto teenagers. Due to his own pressure, the boy from Kyoto did not dare to harass Sister Ling.

If he really died in battle... Sister Ling could still marry a good family and live a good life.

"However, Sister Ling doesn't have to wait too long. The Northern Kingdom has been retreating steadily recently, and the day when the war will be settled is just around the corner."

"The monarch intended to move the capital to the south. The move was completed and the war was almost over. At that time, I asked the monarch for an order not to follow the monarch and the others to the new capital, but to garrison the old capital with my beloved wife."

"At that time, we can raise a group of lambs and calves, and buy two horses. When the weather is good, we will ride horses to the suburbs to herd sheep and cattle. Wool, mutton, beef and cowhide can be exchanged for a lot of money. We don’t have to worry about our livelihood.”

"When the weather is bad, we can go to the theater and go to the market together, just like we did when we were kids..."

"When the time is right, we will raise two more children and let them herd sheep and cattle. Then we will be more free and comfortable."

Cheng Ling was lost in thought.

"Will that day come?"

Jiang Qilan took her hand and said firmly: "It will happen."

Cheng Ling looked forward to that day with all her heart.

At this time, Cheng Ling's stomach growled.

Jiang Qilan was amused. He let go of her hand and pointed to the corner: "I brought you a nice storybook and some delicious food."

There are two boxes made of woven bamboo strips.

One box is filled with books, and the other box is filled with various snacks.

Jiang Qilan bought them carefully along the way and brought them back to Cheng Ling all the way.

Jiang Qilan took out an oilcloth paper bag tied with hemp rope from the snack basket and opened it.

There were six pieces of mung bean cake neatly stacked inside.

"This mung bean cake tastes delicious, sweet but not greasy."

"This is a sesame peach cake. Take one bite and the residue will fall off. It's so fragrant."

Cheng Ling was about to pick up a piece, but Jiang Qilan put it down and pulled out another small bag from underneath.

"Try this first. It's a new thing. The local folks call this silver candy, also called dragon beard cake. After I took a bite, I decided that I must take this snack back to my little greedy cat."

Cheng Ling gave him an angry look.

Jiang Qilan carefully opened the hemp rope, opened the oilcloth paper, pinched out a piece of crispy dragon's beard candy from the inside, and fed it to Cheng Ling's lips.

Cheng Ling Zhang held the candy in his mouth.

Cheng Ling's eyes widened: "Uh, uh! It's so delicious!"

Jiang Qilan rubbed his fingertips to wipe away the remaining numbness caused by the touch of her lips.

"Go to the table by the window and sit down to eat. Be careful not to drop the snacks on the floor, otherwise you will be in trouble if you attract insects into the house."

"good!"

Cheng Ling's cheeks bulged and he ran to the window and sat down.

Jiang Qilan picked out a fantasy novel from the storybook basket and put it in her hand.

"I read this book. It's very interesting. Don't just eat snacks. You'll feel uncomfortable if you eat too much. Okay, I'm going to cook."

Cheng Ling was a little embarrassed.

"Brother Lan, it's rare for you to come back, why don't you sit down and let me cook..."

"Be good, read your script and eat your snacks. I don't want to see you setting your house on fire."

Cheng Ling stuck out his tongue and stopped being polite.

Because she really did burn down the house.

Not just once.

It was getting dark, so Jiang Qilan lit the oil lamp for her, closed the window to prevent the wind from blowing the flames, and found a coat for her to put on before walking towards the kitchen.

He walked to the kitchen door and looked back:

Cheng Ling stood with one foot on the bench, holding a book in one hand and holding dragon whiskers in the other, feeling very happy.

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Qilan's lips.

Jiang Qilan did not tell Cheng Ling that although the monarch was happy about this victory, his words and deeds inadvertently revealed his fear of him.

In troubled times heroes emerge.

For a good man like Jiang Qilan who holds military power and is popular among the people, it is easy for him to become king and dominate.

The monarch is naturally afraid.

——The monarch intends to marry his third daughter to Jiang Qilan, which is a win-win, a hint, and a warning.

But Jiang Qilan refused.

The monarch was very angry.

Jiang Qilan loves this land and the people on this land.

But he didn't think much of the cowardly and cowardly monarch, let alone the sycophantic ministers in the court.

But Jiang Qilan's abilities are limited, and if he wants to protect his homeland, he can only rely on the power of these monarchs and ministers whom he despises.

That’s all.

What is right or wrong is not important.

As long as he can protect his home and his lover, that's enough.

He, Jiang Qilan, didn't want much.

(I was going to finish the previous life today, but my car broke down halfway. It really is like when it rains it pours… Sorry, I can only wait until tomorrow. There are not many chapters left. I guess there are only two or three chapters… Actually, I am very reluctant to let it go.)