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

The frontier troops needed to be stationed at the border, and he guarded the city wall year after year. Although there was correspondence between the family, the relationship gradually faded after a few years of not seeing each other.

Until the army won another victory and they returned to the capital. He finally returned to the capital and saw his mother whom he hadn't seen for several years.

There was a little kid beside his mother. He looked obedient and timid. The other party called him mother affectionately, but when he saw him, he asked a question: "Whose big brother is this?"

He had the murderous aura of years of fighting on the battlefield. He usually didn't like talking to people, and the accumulation of coldness over the years had made him more cold. He clearly saw that when his mother looked up at him, there was a sense of strangeness and inexplicable fear in her eyes.

He took a step forward and then retracted it. Ji Yinghuai remembered clearly that he had just smiled, said hello and went back to his room.

The room was clean, but there were a lot of missing ornaments and utensils. He called the servants to ask and found out that he had not been back for many years and his second brother's mother died of illness. Then his mother took his second brother with her. His mother moved all the things in his room to his second brother's. She said that he didn't need them anyway, and since his second brother liked them, she moved them over.

"My father didn't like me, and my mother wasn't close to me either. At that time, I thought my second brother was pretty good. After we got to know each other, he liked to follow me around." Ji Yinghuai said with a wry smile. He didn't expect that he had raised a hungry wolf.

His thoughts seemed to have suddenly gone back to many years ago, when he first learned why his parents were together and why they disliked him. His expression faded.

My father and mother were in a family marriage, and they had no feelings for each other before. My mother had a young man she liked, but an imperial decree came down, so she had to marry a man she didn't love in order not to bring trouble to the family.

Regardless of their temper or character, the two of them not only respected each other, but also disliked each other, and later gave birth to him in a daze.

In the first two years, his mother treated him very well, but as he grew older and looked more and more like his father, her attitude towards him gradually cooled.

The only person his father ever treated with a good face was Ji Zexu, the child born to his childhood sweetheart and concubine.

Ji Yinghuai concealed some details about his identity and told Jiang Shian just the story of an ordinary family.

Jiang Shian listened so carefully that he even forgot the pain in his arm.

He didn't know how to comfort her. So many years had passed and she should have let it go long ago, but scars would still remain even if they healed.

He originally thought that Ji Yinghuai was a nobleman of distinguished status, but he didn't expect that there were so many hidden secrets behind him.

However, the ease in Ji Yinghuai's tone also made him breathe a sigh of relief. It sounded like he had let it go.

He cursed in his heart, thinking that such parents were unlucky. They gave birth to a child irresponsibly and then did not love or educate the child.

When he can go back in the future, he will take Ji Yinghuai back with him and not let him stay in this sad place.

He reached out to pat Ji Yinghuai's shoulder, but found that his hand was held in his palm. He simply stretched out his fingers and tickled the palm of Ji Yinghuai's hand.

"There's nothing worth staying in that place. Our Ji Er is so good and outstanding. When you finish your business, we will live in this village peacefully in our old age. I will make delicious food for you, and we will read books, play chess, drink tea every day, and go hunting in the mountains in our spare time."

These things happened many years ago, and Ji Yinghuai no longer felt any emotion when he mentioned them now. But when he heard Jiang Shian comforting him like this, the corners of his lips still raised in pleasure.

He hugged him to make Jiang Shian feel more comfortable. A smile flashed across his eyes, and he deliberately said, "Since Shian thinks I'm good, would you consider giving me a status?"

"Okay." Jiang Shian blurted out. It's just a title.

What was originally just a joke suddenly received a positive answer. Ji Yinghuai froze on the bed. He remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, he spoke in a muffled voice: "Actually, if you want sympathy or comfort, Shi An, you don't have to do this, I..."

"Go to hell." Jiang Shian hit him with his elbow and rolled his eyes in the dark. His hand was injured, not his brain.

Is it possible to agree to such a thing just for comfort? It must have been carefully considered.

"I just said that you are so nice, why should I refuse?" He muttered a little embarrassedly, "I am not a piece of wood, how can I not feel your feelings for me?"

Feeling that the hand around him was gradually tightening, but very carefully avoiding his injured arm, Jiang Shian could only breathe in the scent of the man.

Jiang Shian said seriously: "Congratulations, Ji Er, you have passed my probation period, but whether we can get married and stay together forever depends on your performance. If you are indecisive or bully me, I will definitely kick you out. Of course, I will also be nice to you in the future... um..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a pair of large hands turning his head, followed by a gentle touch on his lips.

At this time, Jiang Shian was still thinking nonsense. Damn it. Can't he just finish what he was saying? Could it be that this dark memory could be seen through and landed accurately on his lips?

What a surprise attack. And why did they kiss right after they confessed their love? Was it too fast?

Feeling that the other party was about to take a step further between his lips and teeth, Jiang Shian quickly came back to his senses and reached out to push Ji Yinghuai's shoulder.

Ji Yinghuai loosened his lips but did not move away. He pressed his forehead against Jiang Shian's, and his breathing was rough and heavy, as if he was trying hard to suppress and restrain something?

Jiang Shian's ears were red and hot, it was all because men couldn't help themselves, even if they hadn't eaten pork, they had seen pigs run. He just didn't expect that Ji Yinghuai would react so strongly to just a few words.