My elder sister stole my marriage? She regretted and cried after I married the general.

General's Mansion, Qingyun Courtyard

Shen Rong, who temporarily lost his wheelchair, could only read books on the couch out of boredom.

Suddenly, a dark shadow rushed in with cold wind.

"Second brother..."

"Get out of my way!"

Zhao Qingyao had just opened her mouth when she heard Shen Lin roar like a lion or tiger.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Rong was dragged out of the room and thrown into the yard.

There was no snow in the yard, but the soil and bricks had long since frozen cold and hard.

Shen Rong felt pain all over his body after the fall, the pain from the fall and the pain from the frostbite.

"Shen Rong, you bastard! Why did you tell her?" Shen Lin rushed over, picked up Shen Rong and beat him up.

Shen Rong fought back, but he couldn't stand up on his legs. Without the support of the wheelchair, he was no match for Shen Lin.

After a few rounds, he was knocked back to the ground.

Lying on the cold ground like a dead dog.

However, he still held his head high, staring at Shen Lin with eyes full of hatred.

"Brother, are you going to kill me?"

"Why did you tell her?"

Shen Lin squatted down and pinched Shen Rong's jaw with one hand.

Deep in his scarlet eyes was the rage that overflowed from his heart!

"She is already desperate enough, why do you want to destroy her last hope! Do you want to kill her?" Shen Lin asked.

"Ha ha……"

Shen Rong laughed softly.

The gloomy laughter coupled with the whistling cold wind was particularly creepy.

Old Madam Shen had already rushed over from the news. When she saw Shen Lin beating Shen Rong, she was about to throw a cane at him. She rushed over with her cane in her hand: "Shen Lin, are you crazy? How could you hit your brother?"

"Mother, you should ask him what good things he has done!" Shen Lin let go of Shen Rong, stood up, and snatched the crutch from Mr. Shen's hand and threw it to the ground.

He was tall and straight, with a majestic aura. Even in his casual clothes, he had the aura of a general.

Without his permission, no servant dared to step forward to help Shen Rong.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and help the Third Young Master back to the house!" Old Madam Shen roared.

Then someone helped Shen Rong up.

"Rong'er, how are you? Are you injured anywhere? Tell me quickly..."

"Where's Ajiu? Why didn't he protect you?"

"And you, Qin Ling'er, your husband was about to be beaten to death, and you didn't know how to stop it?"

"..."

Old Madam Shen had nowhere to vent her anger, so she finally took it out on Zhao Qingyao.

Zhao Qingyao said, "Mother, I went to bed early today. When I heard the noise and came out, you were already here."

"What about Baizhi? Is she also sleeping soundly?" Old Madam Shen looked around for Baizhi again.

Nanny Qin replied: "Bai Zhi is repairing the wheelchair and hasn't come back yet."

Okay, temper venting failed.

Madam Shen stared at Shen Lin: "If you don't give me an explanation today, I will no longer have you as my son!"

"From the moment my mother left me the seal of command, I am no longer your son, right?" Shen Lin sneered at himself, then left in a huff.

No explanation, no apology.

Madam Shen was stunned for a moment before she stamped her feet in anger: "Shen Lin, come back here!"

Shen Lin didn't even turn his head.

"How dare this rebellious son rebel against me!" Old Madam Shen scolded angrily.

Shen Rong called out in pain: "Mother, mother..."

"My Rong'er, how are you? The doctor will be here soon, just bear with it..." Old Madam Shen was very worried.

Zhao Qingyao watched from the sidelines and felt sad for Shen Lin.

We are brothers from the same mother, why are you so partial to me?

It was obviously because Shen Lin tried his best to defend his country that the glory of the Shen family continued to this day!

If the military power is really handed over to Shen Rong, I am afraid that the Shen family army will be disbanded within two years.

A hundred years later, even the heroic name of the Shen family army will not be recorded in history.

"Mother, my brother has always been like this. Don't be sad. I'm fine..." Shen Rong weakly comforted Old Madam Shen.

Old Madam Shen felt even more distressed.

The mother and son were acting, one was sincere, and Zhao Qingyao was very excited to watch.

When the doctor came, he said that Shen Rong only had superficial injuries and it was nothing serious.

Mrs. Shen went back to rest and told Zhao Qingyao to take good care of her.

Zhao Qingyao looked at the useless Shen Rong and didn't want to take care of him at all!

"Do you look down on me too?" Shen Rong asked, lying on the bed.

"How could that be? I'm your wife." Zhao Qingyao brought him some tea and fed it to him. "I was just wondering, what happened to Ye Qinghuan..."

"Of course she will be fine. Otherwise, Shen Lin would not only beat me up." Shen Rong clenched his fists secretly.

Today's fight made him realize how terrifying Shen Lin's strength is!

After so many years of studying and practicing hard, he still can't beat Shen Lin... It's all because of his crippled legs!

If his legs were working properly, he would definitely be able to beat Shen Lin.

At this time, someone from the *** Mansion came and said, "The seal of command has been returned to Shen Lin. Please consider the long-term plan, Third Young Master."

"What?" Shen Rong was shocked.

"*** can't hand over the people, so I can only return the seal of command."

"What about Ye Qinghuan?"

"I have returned home."

Zhao Qingyao stared in disappointment: "Who saved Ye Qinghuan?"

"I heard that a carriage passed by the ruined temple and rescued Ye Qinghuan. The man was very young and now lives in the Shen Mansion."

"What a coincidence?"

Zhao Qingyao didn't know what to say.

The dilapidated temple on the outskirts of the city was a place she had carefully chosen. It was cold and far away from the village. After observing for a few days, no carriages or horses passed by.

Why did someone pass by today?

"The seal of command is gone, then I..." Shen Rong was so angry that he vomited blood.

Zhao Qingyao was frightened and asked quickly: "Husband, what's wrong with you? Why are you vomiting blood with just a skin wound?"

"It's just an old illness." Shen Rong wiped the blood from his lips and waved his hand nonchalantly, "No problem."

Zhao Qingyao thought: Vomiting blood is okay? Did I marry a tuberculosis patient?

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That night, Ye Qinghuan slept in a daze because of a fever.

The whole person fell into a dream, and things from past and present lives overlapped together in a mess.

Sometimes it means being beaten with a stick when being a concubine in a marquis's mansion in the previous life, and sometimes it means being successful in this life.

Sometimes it was the heart-wrenching pain when the poison took effect, and sometimes it was Zhou Niannian chasing her with a whip.

In the endless yellow sand of the desert, Shen Lin walked towards her covered in blood.

He said to her: "I have lost, you go back! Live well..."

Then, Shen Lin fell headfirst onto the yellow sand and could no longer get up...

"Shen Lin, Shen Lin..." Ye Qinghuan shouted anxiously, using all his strength to help him up.

She felt a sudden weight on her arm and opened her eyes.

The warm and fragrant air, the familiar environment, and Shen Lin's enlarged handsome face finally made her wake up.

"Are you still having a fever? Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Shen Lin asked more anxiously than her.

Chunyan and Chunyu brought warm water and hot porridge respectively. "Would you like some water, Madam?"

"Ah."

Ye Qinghuan nodded. All the muscles in her body were sore. She moved and tried to sit up.

Shen Lin considerately helped her up and stuffed a large soft pillow behind her.

After she sat down, he took the teacup from Chunyan's hand and fed her water himself.

"How do you feel now?"

"much better."

Ye Qinghuan was covered in sweat and felt so hot that he wanted to lift the quilt to cool down.

Shen Lin quickly pressed it down: "You just sweated, you can't be exposed to the wind."

"General, my fever has gone down."

"But you sweat so much."

"I had a nightmare." Ye Qinghuan looked at Shen Lin steadily, "It's about the general."

Shen Lin smiled: "I am so lucky to be able to enter your dream."

"I dreamed that you lost the battle and none of the 100,000 soldiers of the Shen family survived."