Quick Transmigration: After Becoming the Male Lead’s White Moonlight, I Realized

Cheng Bingwen came in a wedding gown, riding a horse, followed by a group of people playing gongs and drums, looking very festive.

Cheng Bingwen dismounted and bowed to Jiang Xiaochuan and Madam Jiang: "Father-in-law, mother-in-law."

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled and quickly stepped forward to help the man up: "Why be so polite, my dear son-in-law?"

"It should be."

During the conversation, Xiao Tao came out with Jiang Wan. When she saw Cheng Bingwen, her eyes were filled with mixed emotions: "Son-in-law."

She thought the young lady would be with General Song, but unexpectedly the young lady married the man in front of her and became the general's cousin-in-law.

Cheng Bingwen's gaze fell on Jiang Wan and he paused, not knowing what emotion he was feeling.

Ever since he left Yuanzhou, he had never thought that he would get married in this life, and that the wife would be the one Song Qinian liked.

Since childhood, he has envied Song Qinian. His parents' love and perfect family background destined him to an extraordinary life.

And he is just like that, he is really excellent in every aspect, and I don’t know when my envy of him gradually changed.

And now, he couldn't tell the emotion in his heart at the moment, whether it was the pleasure of winning over him or other emotions.

"Let's go."

Jiang Wan's voice came, her tone was flat, as if she was saying that the weather was very good today.

Cheng Bingwen paused, stepped forward, held her hand, and helped her into the bridal sedan.

Then he bowed to Jiang Xiaochuan and the other man, and got back on his horse.

When they arrived at Cheng Bingwen's mansion, they met his father, but his stepmother pretended to be unwilling to go out, saying that she was sick and recuperating in the mansion and it was inconvenient for her to go out.

Seeing the two of them, Cheng Jinshan came over and looked at his son with a bit of a loss: "Now that you have a family, you should do your job well in the court in the future."

Cheng Bingwen nodded, said nothing, and helped Jiang Wan walk in.

After the two of them finished their wedding ceremony, Jiang Wan went to the bridal chamber, while Cheng Bingwen entertained the guests outside.

And on the same day

Heavy snow fell in Mobei.

Song Qinian wore a thick black cloak over his armor, and faced the snowflakes in the air, stepping on the snow, chasing after the figure in front.

This was the last battle between Nanlin and Mobei, and the battle lasted for two years.

Although the people of Mobei are tall and strong, they are not good at strategy. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a military advisor this time, it would have been over long ago.

The distance gradually shortened, and the person in the distance stopped as if giving up struggling.

The man on the horse fell off and fell into the snow.

This man is none other than Mobei’s chief general, Kordo, who is also Mobei’s second prince.

Keldo looked at the man on the horse and said unwillingly: "Song Qinian."

Unexpectedly, he was more difficult to deal with this time than last time, and defeated Mobei step by step.

Song Qinian rode closer on his horse. Snowflakes condensed on his eyelashes, forming a layer of frost. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he looked at the person on the ground expressionlessly: "Do you want to end it yourself or do I do it for you?"

Cordo coughed twice and said carelessly: "Why bother? Can't our army just ask for peace?"

Song Qinian touched the sword in his hand: "Looks like you want me to take action?"

So he dismounted and patted Taxue's back. Taxue raised his horse's head and roared, then spread his legs and ran away.

Then Song Qinian approached gradually with the sword in his hand.

It struck him at lightning speed, and Cordo immediately rolled over in embarrassment.

Despite his prompt reaction, Cordo was still injured.

Feeling the pain in her body, and knowing that he would never let her leave, she revealed all the anger and fear in her heart: "Song Qinian, you really deserve to die. If it weren't for you, I would have conquered Nanlin long ago, and I wouldn't be in this state."

"As long as I'm here, this day will never come."

After saying that, Song Qinian raised his sword and went forward, pressing forward step by step.

At this time, a sound came from behind. It was a group of secret guards dressed in Mobei costumes.

Seeing the people, Kordo laughed loudly, "Hahahahahahahaha, luckily the military advisor saved one last trick for me."

Then he looked at the person whose expression hadn't changed at all: "Song Qinian, your death is coming."

"Fuck me."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed over.

Although there were many people, Song Qinian did not lose out.

He knew it was not easy to kill him, but he came anyway. He could not wait any longer. This time, Cordo must die.

Looking at the boy's nimble and swift figure, Kordo's eyes were complicated. The boy, who was only nineteen years old, was actually suppressing Mo Bei.

If he were given a few more years, I'm afraid that Mobei would be taken over by Nanlin.

Gradually

Large areas of the snow had been dyed red, and accompanied by screams and dull sounds, there were less than ten people left on the snow.

Song Qinian's eyes were now scarlet, making people shudder. He was filled with murderous aura, like an invisible storm sweeping around, making people shudder.

That handsome face was now covered in blood, with the bright red liquid flowing down his cheeks, forming a sharp contrast with his snow-white skin.

Like a Shura from hell.

But what no one knew was the sweet taste deep in his throat and the slightly trembling hand holding the sword.

Seeing him like this, Kordo couldn't help but shudder. He had a bad feeling and looked at the remaining people and shouted angrily: "Waste, escort this king away."

But before the men could come over, Song Qinian turned around and flew towards him with his sword in hand, incredibly fast.

Puff.

Keldo's body stiffened. He looked at the sword on his left abdomen with fear in his eyes. He roared loudly: "Song Qinian, you can't kill me! I want you to die, I want you to die..."

At this time, a secret guard came running and stabbed Song Qinian's shoulder with a sword. Blood instantly flowed out along the sword.

Song Qinian ignored the pain in his body, drew his sword, and stabbed Kordo hard, but this time he stabbed him in the chest.

Then he turned around and took care of the people behind him.

Seeing this, the other secret guards immediately ran towards him.

Song Qinian's hands were shaking so badly that he could no longer swing the sword.

But despite being exhausted, he still persisted.

finally

The snow-white area has been dyed with scarlet blood into a shocking bloody scene.

The cold wind blew across this bloody land, bringing with it bursts of biting chill and the breath of death.

Song Qinian half-knelt in the snow, supporting himself with his sword.

Drops of blood from his mouth fell into the snow, blending with the bright red on the ground.

Feeling the loss of life, Song Qinian felt somewhat unwilling.

This was the second year since he was released, and he had promised her that he would return to marry her in two years.

At this time, a sound came from a distance.

"Little general!"

"General of the Cavalry!"

Hearing the sound, Song Qinian turned his head stiffly and saw Lieutenant General Wang galloping towards him with his troops.

He raised his hand and touched the amulet on his chest.

Song Qinian breathed a sigh of relief, raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

Fortunately, I don’t have to die.

Jiang Wan, just wait for me to marry you.

Then he looked at the deputy general and spoke with his remaining strength, "Don't... don't send my news back... back to the capital."

Jiang Wan is so timid, don't scare her.

The next second, Song Qinian suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the snow.