Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

In the sedan

Jiang Li held a big apple in his hand and listened to the noise outside. He finally felt the reality of getting married. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he whispered softly: "I'm getting married. It would be great if you were here too."

The beauty followed the sedan chair on both sides, asking from time to time: "Princess, how do you feel? Are you dizzy?"

"Well, I'm not dizzy, but I'm a little hungry. Do you think I'll be carried out directly when we get to the general's mansion? Where did this rule come from? Why is the bride not allowed to eat?"

"What a sin, what a sin."

Bi Yue suppressed her laughter, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she lowered her voice: "This rule was passed down by our ancestors. They might be afraid that if you eat too much, it would be inconvenient to go to the toilet in the sedan chair."

"The wedding dress is so complicated. If I have to go to the toilet, it will be a bit inconvenient."

Jiang Li sighed and thought, forget it, just follow the local customs. It’s already this time and he can’t cause any more trouble, otherwise he will be laughed at and his mother will definitely be angry.

"Princess, someone is calling me from the front. I will go over there first."

"Huh? Who called you?"

Not long after, Bi Yue came back. She looked around and when she was sure no one noticed, she opened the curtain and stuffed an oil-paper bag inside. She lowered her voice and said, "Princess, take it quickly. My husband asked someone to bring it to you."

Jiang Li reached out to take it, and after opening it, he saw a roasted chicken. He swallowed his saliva greedily, took off the veil, rolled up his sleeves and started eating, muttering quietly: "A Yuan really understands me. This rule of not being able to eat is really abominable. I guess many brides will faint from hunger."

"Mmm, it's still warm. It smells so good."

He finished eating soon, put the bones in an oil paper bag, opened the curtain and handed them to Biyue. Then he tidied his clothes, covered his head with the veil, and felt satisfied.

An unknown amount of time had passed. Jiang Li was almost asleep when the sedan chair stopped and the voice of the nanny came from outside: "The bride is getting off the sedan chair!"

Before Jiang Li could get up, the curtain was opened, and a hand with distinct bones stretched out from outside. There were thin calluses on the palms, which were obviously caused by holding a sword for many years.

Mo Yuan's clear voice sounded, with a hint of seduction that was not usually there, making people feel itchy at the tip of their hearts, but unable to scratch it.

"Xiao Li, hold my hand."

With his hands folded, Jiang Li followed his force, bent down to get out of the sedan chair, raised his foot and was about to walk, but the next moment he flew into the air, subconsciously hugged his neck, and whispered: "Ah!"

"Don't be afraid. Your wedding dress is too long and covered with a veil. It's easy to fall. Let your husband carry you in. Xiao Li, no, what do you think?"

"Ahem, it's all right, as long as you're happy."

If she didn't have to leave by herself, why should she leave by herself? That's right, why is A Yuan so weird? Why is he even more shameless than her? It's hard to cover it up, really hard to cover it up.

The nanny reminded: "Prince consort, this is against the rules. Let the bride go by herself. What do you think..."

Mo Yuan interrupted: "No matter what, continue."

"Well, well, come, the bride, jump over the fire basin to get rid of bad luck, and live happily ever after."

After entering the front yard, Jiang Li was let down. She rolled her eyes and knew that it was time for the wedding ceremony. After that, it would be time to enter the bridal chamber. Then she could... have a good meal.

Hungry, hungry again.

Mo Yuan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Eat. After the wedding ceremony, someone will send it to the bridal chamber. Eat as much as you want. Don't restrain yourself."

"Well, A Yuan, you are so nice."

The wedding lady shouted: "Bow to heaven and earth"

"Second Worship Hall"

"The husband and wife bow to each other and send them to the bridal chamber."

Jiang Li was helped to the backyard and breathed a sigh of relief. It was better in ancient times, as there was less sense of ceremony on the day. If it were modern times, it would be very troublesome on the day.

Xiuhua looked at the surrounding decorations and chirped, "Princess, your husband is so kind to you. Usually, no man is willing to hold a woman like this when she gets married. Ah, the decorations here are also beautiful and festive."

She lifted her veil and looked around secretly.

"Yeah, it's very festive."

"Biyue, please check my dowry when the time comes. If my father is playing tricks on me, I will go to the palace to ask for it when I return home in three days."

"...Okay, I understand."

After pushing open the door and entering the new house, the next moment there were two little cuties hanging on my legs, shouting, "Aunt, I'm Lin'er, I'm Youyou."

The two kids said in unison, "Uncle San was afraid you would be bored, so he asked us to come and keep you company. Auntie, are you happy? Oh, we also brought some delicious food, big chicken legs."

Before Jiang Li could react, something was stuffed into her hand. She looked down at the oil paper bag and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Was her image in her husband's family that of a foodie? Even the little kids knew that they should send her food.

A bit... socially dead!

She bent her head and twisted it, and it made a clicking sound. "Hiss, my neck, this crown is too heavy, please help me take it off and put it on again tonight, my neck hurts."

Bi Yue was a little hesitant. According to the rules, only the son-in-law could lift the veil, so how could they do that?

"Princess, this is inappropriate..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Li pulled off his veil, took off his crown, stretched his neck, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Mom, I'm finally alive. This golden crown is really heavy. It doesn't have any technology or hard work."

She sat down on the bed and waved, "Come here, little one. Let's eat chicken legs together and I'll tell you a story, okay?"

The two little guys came over and lay on her legs, giggling: "Okay, listen to auntie, then next year, auntie can give birth to a little sister for us to play with."

Jiang Li's smile froze. This was the pressure to have children after being forced to get married. It was a bit too hasty. She didn't want a child for the time being. If there was a war, she would be held back by the child.

She would be worried about what to do on the front line if the time comes and she leaves everything to Yuan.

Changing the subject: "Let's tell a story."

*

It was getting dark. Mo Yuan was entertaining guests in the front yard. He was thinking about the people in the backyard and was a little absent-minded. He drank glass after glass of wine without stopping.

He glanced at his brother with a pleading look in his eyes.

Mo Jue couldn't help but find it a little funny when he saw this. His usually calm third brother actually behaved like this. When he couldn't help himself anymore, he thought about his past self and realized that he was not much better.

He nodded slightly and exchanged glances.

"Second brother, I think the third brother is a little drunk. Why don't you help him to the backyard? I can take care of this. Go ahead."

"Ah, brother, my third brother usually has a good alcohol tolerance. How can he get drunk with just this little bit of wine..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the calf. He looked into his brother's narrowed eyes and instantly came to his senses. He nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, brother is right. I will help my third brother go right away."

"Um"