You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Xiao Yan looked at the person who came.

Liu Yiyi was still wearing a pure white dress. Her pretty face was full of grievance and tears filled her eyes. She looked pitiful.

Frowning slightly, he said:

"How did you come?"

"If Yiyi doesn't come, will Brother Ying have to marry a dead person?"

Xiao Yan is really crazy!

Lin Zhaoyue was dead, but he still wanted to marry her corpse.

He is the crown prince of Anguo. If this gets out...

Xiao Yan avoided her sight and said:

"I promised her that I would marry her, and I can't break my promise."

"But Brother Ying, you also promised Yiyi that you would marry her. Now she is dead, and you still marry her with the ceremony of a principal wife. Where do you put Yiyi?"

Lin Zhaoyue is dead, so does she still have to be a concubine? Is she worse than a dead person?

As Liu Yiyi spoke, she reached out and grabbed Xiao Yun's large, soft wedding gown, tears streaming down her face:

"Brother Ying, have you forgotten that you said you would marry Yiyi when you were in Qingcheng Mountain eight years ago? Yiyi has been with you for so many years, you can't humiliate Yiyi like this."

Yes! Eight years ago, he said he would marry her.

A trace of fluctuation flashed across her dark eyes, and Xiao Yan finally looked at her:

"You, I will marry."

"You're not feeling well, go back to Wisteria Court and be obedient, okay?"

Xiao Yun's gentle eyes carried a hint of warning and threat. Liu Yiyi's heart tightened. Knowing that no matter what she said today, it would be useless, she nodded and just said:

"In the future, Yiyi will be a co-wife."

Even if Xiao Yun married Lin Zhaoyue today, no one dared to tell anyone about this kind of thing. As long as Xiao Yun married her as his co-wife, in the eyes of outsiders, she would be the mistress of the East Palace and the future queen.

He stared at Liu Yiyi with his black ice-like eyes for a long time, and then said slowly:

"Gu, it's accurate."

After seeing Liu Yiyi off, Xiao Yan, dressed in a red robe, walked towards the basement...

……

Lin Zhaoyue felt her consciousness was floating, and she saw her body placed on the black ice bed, dressed in the uniform of the queen.

Xiao Yan, wearing a dark black dragon robe, would come over every day to help her wash and dress up, and occasionally she would see a small cloth dot sneaking in.

His eyes looked very much like hers. When he saw her, he would call her mother in a dependent manner and was not afraid of her at all.

He will report what he learned today, where he went to play, and how his homework is going.

The voice was so soft that it made people's hearts soften unconsciously. Before Lin Zhaoyue asked his name, the scene changed and there was a noise coming from outside.

Then, a sword was placed on her body:

"Xiao Yan, let me go, or I will destroy this body..."

The scene was chaotic and Lin Zhaoyue could only roar in her heart.

Why can't she rest in peace even after her death?

Why should she still be threatened even though she is dead?

Lin Zhaoyue went crazy, roaring and snarling...

However, no matter how she roared, those people didn't pay attention to her, and Lin Zhaoyue was very angry.

Suddenly the situation changed, and a machete chopped towards her. She was so scared that she closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them again, she was met with a pair of warm and deep eyes:

"Having a nightmare?"

Lin Zhaoyue looked at the deep and sharp handsome face in front of her, and was a little stunned:

"Big brother?"

"Well, you look like this, don't you recognize your elder brother?"

As the man spoke, he stretched out his clean, slender white hand and pressed down the sticky hair on her head.

She had just woken up, with a hint of red at the corners of her eyes and her snow-white cheeks were as if smudged with rouge, looking extremely delicate.

The man couldn't help but pinched her face.

Lin Zhaoyue suddenly came to her senses. Although her elder brother often pinched her like this when she was little, she was older now and felt awkward for some reason.

She turned her face away and asked doubtfully:

"Brother, aren't you at the border? Why are you here?"

Although Lin Zhaoyue didn't know where this place was now, looking at the lush bamboo outside, this was definitely not the border.

The border is mostly desert, and even where there is water, bamboo cannot grow.

When Lin Kaiji heard Lin Zhaoyue's question, he replied calmly:

"Brother naturally returned to the capital after receiving a secret order from His Majesty. Fortunately, you returned, otherwise you would have been eaten by wild wolves."

Lin Kaiji's words made Lin Zhaoyue purse her red lips slightly:

"Brother knows everything?"

Lin Kaiji nodded and looked at the wound on her arm:

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Zhaoyue felt it and told the truth:

"It hurts. My whole body hurts."

Before she woke up, he had asked a female doctor to come and check on her, and she was recovering well.

"It's normal for it to hurt. You're lucky not to be crushed to pieces after falling from such a high cliff. How could it not hurt?"

Lin Zhaoyue: …

He is really her brother!

"How many days have I slept? Dad and Mom must be worried sick!"

"I slept for seven days. I have already sent letters to my father and mother."

Lin Zhaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, then asked in confusion:

"Then why didn't Big Brother take me home? Why did he bring me here instead?"

"You are stupid! Even if it is a secret order from the Emperor, no one except the Emperor can know that I am back. The border is already turbulent. If those people knew that the commander had left the camp, they would take the opportunity to attack us. So, no one can be told about this matter, understand?"

Lin Zhaoyue knew which was more important than which was less important.

He nodded immediately.

This was the first time she saw her elder brother since her rebirth, a living elder brother.

In his previous life, he died on the battlefield and couldn't even pick out a piece of good meat.

Lin Zhaoyue's nose felt sour and her eyes immediately turned red.

"Brother, it's great to see you again!"

"What are you saying? Does Zhao Zhao think he will never see his brother again?"

The girl is pretty and her eyes are red, which makes people feel pity for her.

The man wiped away the tears from her eyes with his slightly rough fingertips and said teasingly:

"Why are you still crying all the time like when you were a kid?"

Although Lin Kaiji was a general, he was not as muscular and strong as most people imagined.

He was tall and his skin, although a little roughened by the wind and sand, was very fair, as if he would never get tanned.

He was wearing a moon-colored robe with layers of sleeves outlined with green bamboo patterns with silver thread. His waist was tied with a simple white jade belt. His facial features were like sculptures, elegant yet sharp.

A truly elegant and noble young man.

However, as the son of Duke Lin and the eldest son of the Duke, he is a nobleman in his own right.

Now he is twenty-six years old, and he has a more mature and stable temperament.

Even though Lin Kaiji was a powerful figure on the battlefield and had a very good appearance, he is still unmarried at the age of 26.

Whenever the eldest brother came back, the elders in the family would take turns trying to persuade him to get married.

His answer every time was that he was stationed at the border and he didn’t know when he might be gone, so he didn’t want to delay others, as he had the second and third brothers at home to carry on the family line.

Whenever Duke Lin heard his remarks like this, he would be so angry that he would be depressed for several days and would ask him to go to the study at night to do ideological work.

The other four brothers and sisters lay outside the door and eavesdropped.

Lin Zhaoyue sniffed and said:

"No matter how old she is, she is still your sister."

"Well, you will always be my sister."

As Lin Kaiji spoke, he asked someone to bring in the warmed lean meat porridge.

"You haven't eaten for a few days, so you can only eat liquid food to fill your stomach."

Lin Zhaoyue touched her extremely deflated belly and reached out to take the bowl of porridge, but accidentally pulled the wound, causing her to grimace in pain.

Lin Kaiji smiled, picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge, and said in a gentle voice:

"Come on, open your mouth, and I'll feed you."

Lin Zhaoyue didn't hesitate and opened her mouth to drink the porridge obediently.

Lin Kaiji fed her a bowl of porridge spoonful by spoonful. When she finished eating, he remembered something and said:

"Zhao Zhao, can you tell me your dream again?"