The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

It was completely dark outside, and heavy snow was still falling from the sky.

There was no place to shovel snow in the backyard. In the morning, the snow was only calf-deep, but now it was almost up to the knees.

There were several stoves in the room, so it wasn't cold.

Jiang Shian had almost finished eating. Ji Yinghuai was now drunk and kept talking to him. The man definitely had no appetite to continue eating.

He helped Ji Yinghuai up and told Butler Qian, "Uncle Qian, don't put out the fire completely. Put a pot of porridge on the fire after you finish eating. I think he will feel uncomfortable in his stomach after he sobers up, so he needs some food to eat."

"Okay, young master, I've got it. Are you guys going to rest?" Qian Bo stood up and winked at the two servants beside him, asking them to come forward and support Ji Yinghuai.

This is a distinguished guest of the mansion. How big is the young master compared to a grown man? He should be careful not to fall or slip on the way.

As soon as they approached, Ji Yinghuai moved to the side of Jiang Shian and said, "I don't want you to help me. I want Shian to help me. I'm not drunk and I won't fall."

Well, now there is no reason to go forward.

Jiang Shian took Ji Yinghuai's arm and waved to everyone with a smile: "You guys continue eating, don't worry about him, I'll help him back to the house to sober up."

Ji Yinghuai looked drunk and liked to stick to Jiang Shian.

But his mind and behavior were still clear, and he asked Jiang Shian to support him.

But when they walked out of the house and into the yard, Jiang Shian was half lying in Ji Yinghuai's arms.

Ji Yinghuai hugged Jiang Shian and walked towards the inner courtyard.

The man’s embrace was very warm, and Jiang Shian felt as if there was a barrier around him that kept all the wind and snow out.

Jiang Shian put his hands around Ji Yinghuai's waist.

He was now half-carried by Ji Yinghuai, with his feet not even on the ground.

He reached out and poked Ji Yinghuai's back, and asked in a low voice: "Are you really drunk or are you lying to me? Why are you walking so steadily?"

Ji Yinghuai did not answer, his steps remained steady.

Jiang Shian looked up, but it was too dark around him and he couldn't see the expression on Ji Yinghuai's face clearly.

"Wait, don't move." He stopped Ji Yinghuai.

Ji Yinghuai stopped and did not move forward.

Jiang Shian narrowed his eyes, loosened his arms around Ji Yinghuai's waist, put his feet on the ground, and with the help of the man's strength, he gently pushed upwards, hugged Ji Yinghuai tightly, and wrapped his legs around the man's waist.

Ji Yinghuai was startled by his sudden action, and he quickly and steadily held him in his arms, with his arms around Jiang Shian's hips.

Jiang Shian was held in his arms face to face.

It was a dark and windy night and no one was passing by, so Jiang Shian decided to go all out. He touched the man's face with his fingers and kissed him.

The crisp sound of "Mu Ma" was particularly clear in the silent snowy night.

Jiang Shian's ears turned red, but he didn't change his tone and asked, "Tell me, what happened to you tonight?"

Ji Yinghuai sighed, hugged him and walked forward, saying in a gloomy tone: "It seems that you will not give up until you find out the truth tonight."

Jiang Shian nodded: "You are drunk, but your mind is clear. When you go out and get blown by the cold wind, the drunkenness must have dissipated for the most part."

Jiang Shian sniffed, buried his face in Ji Yinghuai's neck, and then rubbed it affectionately: "It doesn't smell bad, you are quite cute when you are drunk."

"Oh." Ji Yinghuai responded awkwardly. The word cute had never been associated with him since he was a child. Being praised by the boy like this made him feel a little complicated.

While they were talking, the two had already returned to the yard. Ji Yinghuai opened the door and put Jiang Shi down, then lit the oil lamp in the house.

After a while, a servant brought them the fire, and the room gradually became warmer.

There was a pot of tea thoughtfully placed on the stove, and Jiang Shian walked over and poured two cups.

"Have a cup of hot tea. Does your stomach feel uncomfortable? Did you eat enough? I asked Qian Bo to leave some porridge, which is just right to warm your stomach."

The two of them sat down beside the couch.

Ji Yinghuai took a sip of tea, put the cup aside, and held Jiang Shian to sit on his lap.

"I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I'm not hungry, just stay still and let me hug you."

The close contact without leaving any space seemed to calm his troubled mind.

Ji Yinghuai spoke slowly: "You are too popular, which makes me feel insecure." He rubbed his chin on the top of Jiang Shian's head and said in a sad tone: "Although we have only known each other for half a year, I think I must have liked you in my previous life, otherwise I wouldn't have fallen in love at first sight. You told that boy that we are engaged and will get married after the new year, so when will this be effective?"

Jiang Shian didn't expect that Ji Yinghuai had been worried about this issue.

He raised his face, stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Yinghuai's face: "Now it counts."

Jiang Shian coughed and said, "The Chinese New Year is in two days, so we definitely won't have enough time. My elder brother will go to Beijing after the Chinese New Year. I think we can get engaged first with my elder brother as witness. The wedding will probably be in the second half of next year. We have to choose an auspicious date and calculate the date carefully. Don't worry, it will be done by the end of tomorrow, and I will definitely give you a status. I'm not the kind of scumbag who only takes advantage of others."

Jiang Shian looked at Ji Yinghuai's eyes which suddenly lit up.

He had never seen Ji Yinghuai reveal all his emotions on his face in an instant.

Disbelief, pleasure, joy, and a little...suspicion?

Jiang Shian thought Ji Yinghuai didn't believe him, so he frowned and asked, "Why, can I lie to you?"

"What do you mean scumbag?"

"Ah?" Jiang Shian touched his nose. He didn't expect that Ji Yinghuai was worried about this.

He thought for a moment and explained, "It's a man who refuses to admit his mistakes, who takes everything and refuses to take responsibility. He's a scumbag and a bad guy."

"Oh." Ji Yinghuai nodded in understanding, and then realized what Jiang Shian had just promised him.

His face was once again filled with a happy smile: "Then I will tell my eldest brother tomorrow, but it may be a bit too late. We still need to prepare betrothal gifts, matchmakers, banquets, etc."

"You still have your elder brother Jiang Wenjing here. My only relative is my mother. She has always disliked me. I don't want her to appear again in this kind of life. Let me think... Oh, yes, once a teacher, always a father. The teacher I studied with when I was young is still alive, but it will take a long time for him to come from the capital. Moreover, he is old now, and the journey is long and his body is not good."

"Then we have to find a new one. All the aunts and uncles have lost contact with us a long time ago. Do you think your eldest brother can be the witness?"

"Yes, there is also a betrothal gift. I will write a letter and ask the shadow guard to send it to the capital right away. My salary and other rewards over the years are more than enough for the betrothal gift."

"I don't know if the emperor is busy recently. Why don't we ask him to be our witness? This is a unique event in the world..."