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

Ye Huai had received the letter a long time ago. When he heard that Shen Lin was coming to deliver Mid-Autumn Festival cakes, he happily brought his three sons home to wait.

That flattering look made Mrs. Ye very unhappy.

"Master, it is customary for a married daughter to send gifts to her parents' home during festivals. Why are you making such a fuss?"

"Madam, General Shen must come in person! I regret not seeing him when I returned home! Now that I see him today, I will recommend Yuan Zhi."

Ye Huai was a civil servant, and it took him a full ten years to be promoted from the fifth official to the third rank!

He thought that promotion was too slow, so he wanted his son to be a military commander. As long as a military commander made military achievements, he would be promoted immediately, and he might even hold the tiger talisman in the future.

Shen Lin has made great military achievements, so it would be best for him to lead Ye Yuanzhi. He doesn't need to train too hard, just a civilian job will do.

When the Shen family army achieves military merit again in the future, the Ye family will also be able to record it!

Ye Yuanzhi is Madam Ye's son, so she certainly hopes that her son will have a bright future. But she knows better than Ye Huai that Ye Qinghuan will never help them!

Bringing Shen Lin here today to deliver Mid-Autumn Festival cakes is nothing more than showing off his favor.

Alas, Ye Qinghuan is actually favored!

Mrs. Ye had a heart attack just thinking about it.

Lan'er had clearly said that Ye Qinghuan fell out of favor after marrying into the Shen family, and was taken care of by her mother-in-law, mistresses, and concubines in turn, leading a very miserable life.

Why is it different?

Ye Qinghuan was not only favored, but also managed to keep her mistress and concubines in good order. It was said that Old Madam Shen also cared about her and often sent her to Fushouyuan for dinner.

In order to help her get pregnant with a son as soon as possible, she often stewed pigeon soup to win over Shen Lin and keep him in the general's mansion.

On the contrary, her Lan'er, who had been married to the Marquis's Mansion for a month, did not seem to be favored much and was still the lowest-ranking concubine in the Mansion.

The more Mrs. Ye thought about it, the more she regretted it. She even felt that she had made a mistake in marrying back then.

It is better to let Ye Qinghuan become the concubine of the marquis's mansion and let her Lan'er become the general's wife.

If Ye Qinglan was favored by Shen Lin, she would have taken Ye Yuanzhi to the military camp for training long ago. Why would she need the elders to ask for permission?

"Dad, Mom." Ye Qinglan also came to deliver Mid-Autumn Festival cakes.

However, she was alone.

Ye Huai frowned unhappily: "Why didn't the prince come along?"

"The prince is busy." Ye Qinglan smiled brightly, dressed elegantly, and brought valuable gifts. "The prince said that I am not his legal wife, so it is not convenient for him to come and visit at any time, so he can only prepare some good things."

Mrs. Ye was very happy: "Lan'er always brings good things every time she comes. The prince really spends a lot of money!"

In fact, all these things were bought by Ye Qinglan with her own money.

"You should give birth to a child as soon as possible so that you can be honored as a mother by having a child," said Mrs. Ye.

"Mom, this kind of thing can't be rushed." Ye Qinglan blushed and smiled, "But don't worry, Dad and Mom, the prince only loves me now."

Ye Huai could not deny it.

Although Jiang Shiming is the prince, he has no proper job. Ye Qinglan is under pressure from the prince's wife, and the Marquis's Mansion does not help the Ye family at all.

The best support right now is still Shen Lin.

Seeing her father's indifference, Ye Qinglan asked in a low voice the reason.

Hearing that Ye Qinghuan was coming as well, Ye Qinglan snorted coldly: "Don't worry, mother. There will be no Ye Qinghuan in the world after tomorrow."

"Lan'er, what are you going to do?" Mrs. Ye was shocked.

"Zhou Niannian and I have agreed to kill Ye Qinghuan."

"what?"

"Although death would be too easy for her, we will all be at peace from now on."

Madam Ye thought for a moment with a gloomy face and said, "That's fine. If she dies, it will all be over..."

No one will ever know that Bai died from the heart-eating poison!

……

The Shen family's carriage passed through Chang'an Avenue and arrived at the Ye family in a high-profile manner.

From time to time, passers-by would see Shen Lin sticking his elbow out of the car window. The unique black iron wristband glowed coldly in the sun.

Ye Huai excitedly took his eldest son Ye Yuanzhi out to greet them.

Chunyan opened the carriage curtain, and Ye Qinghuan leaned out first: "Father, the general and I are here to give you Mid-Autumn Festival gifts."

"Oh, General Shen, you are too polite." Ye Huai smiled with wrinkles on his face.

Just as he was about to go forward, suddenly a man on horseback came rushing up and just blocked him and the carriage.

"General, the old lady suddenly fainted, and the concubine asked me to come and ask the general to return quickly."

"How could this happen?" Ye Qinghuan's face changed drastically.

Shen Lin's majestic and cold voice came from the carriage: "Go back home!"

Ye Qinghuan immediately retracted the carriage and said loudly: "Father, I have delivered the gifts and will not go in."

After Chunyu and Chunyan put down the gifts, they also trotted after the carriage.

Ye Huai: ………

After he realized what was happening, he slapped his thigh in anger.

Missed the best opportunity!

But Old Man Shen had fainted, and he couldn't force him to stay.

Besides, I can’t keep you!

"Dad, when can I join the army?" Ye Yuanzhi felt aggrieved.

"Wait until next time!" Ye Huai sighed, "When you see your second sister next time, be nicer to her. Don't learn from your eldest sister and your mother, okay?"

"understood."

Ye Yuanzhi didn't know much about the inside story, but he had learned Ye Huai's flexibility and ability to move forward better than him.

As long as it can help him rise to the top, he would kowtow to Ye Qinghuan!

The Shen family's carriage hurriedly crossed the street.

Zhao Qingyao was sitting on the second floor of a nearby teahouse and had a panoramic view of everything that had just happened.

Shen Lin is still in Shengjing, so Dad can rest assured...

In the carriage, Feng Yu took off his wrist armor and carefully put it away: "Madam, is this all right?"

"That's enough." Ye Qinghuan nodded, "You sound quite like a general."

Feng Yu smiled embarrassedly: "It's just two words, no more."

"Learn more in the future, just in case it comes in handy?" Ye Qinghuan was in a good mood and joked.

But he never thought that his words would come true, and there would really be a time in the future when Feng Yu would need to pretend to be Shen Lin!

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There was a vast expanse of yellow sand at the border. Shen Lin sat in Qin Baochen's tent, looking at the veteran Wang Yingyong who was tied up. His anger suppressed the exhaustion from riding non-stop for days.

"General, it is Wang Yingyong who is collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country." Qin Baochen's fair and handsome face was also unusually solemn.

There really is a traitor in the Shen family army, and he’s the most trusted old man by General Shen!

Wang Yingyong has leaked tomorrow's enemy defense plan to the Western Yi people. If it weren't for Madam's early warning and timely exposure of the wool, the Shen family army would have suffered heavy casualties tomorrow, or even lost Fengming Pass.

Fengming Pass is the first pass of the country. If it is lost, the Western barbarians can quickly advance southwards and invade the country.

"Wang Yingyong, do you plead guilty?" Shen Lin asked sternly.

Wang Yingyong looked ashen, muttering, "Isn't the general in Shengjing? How could it be..."

"You have correspondence with Shengjing! Tell me, who is it?" Qin Baochen was furious and took out his homemade weapon for interrogating cases: the bone-piercing lock.