On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Murong Yan nodded and leaned gently on Lin Zhen's shoulder, a hint of weariness flashing in her clear, moon-like phoenix eyes.

The journey and the battles had left her exhausted, both physically and mentally, and she could finally get some rest.

"General Yue."

Lin Zhen looked at the Iron-Blooded General who was standing quietly to the side.

"The rest is up to you."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

Yue Fei bowed to the two men.

He looked at the terrified rebels on the cliff face, who had no courage to resist, and a murderous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Pass on my order: those who surrender will not be killed! Those who resist will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty behind him let out a deafening roar!

They charged towards the demoralized rebels!

……

Half an hour later.

Wolong Valley has returned to peace once again.

However, the lingering stench of blood in the air and the scattered limbs on the ground still silently testify to the brutality of the battle that had just taken place.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness, everything has been taken care of."

Yue Fei walked up to Lin Zhen and Murong Yan, who were resting beside the carriage, and bowed to report.

"Ah."

Lin Zhen nodded, glanced at Murong Yan who was fast asleep with her head resting on his shoulder, and smiled indulgently.

"Let her sleep a little longer."

His voice was very soft, as if he were afraid of waking the beauty in his arms.

Upon hearing this, Yue Fei nodded and remained silent, guarding the side.

Looking at the warm and harmonious scene before him, a subtle tenderness appeared on his serious face.

Perhaps this is the peaceful and prosperous world he pursued throughout his life.

People who love each other can sleep in each other's arms.

If you have a home you want to protect, you can return home safely.

……

When Murong Yan woke up, the sky was already turning a pale white.

I found myself lying in a warm and familiar embrace.

The scent of ambergris lingered around her nose, giving her immense peace of mind.

She slowly opened her eyes, and Lin Zhen's handsome sleeping face came into view.

She couldn't help but extend her slender fingers and gently trace his face, just as her fingertips were about to touch his lips.

Lin Zhen suddenly opened her eyes.

A mischievous smile now lingered in those languid eyes.

"Yan'er, are you so eager to 'eat' your husband so early in the morning?"

Murong Yan blushed at his teasing words and quickly withdrew her hand, a hint of girlish shyness flashing in her phoenix eyes.

"Who...who wants to eat you!"

Although she said that...

But those beautiful phoenix eyes dared not meet Lin Zhen's gaze.

"Really?"

Looking at her adorable, contradictory expression, Lin Zhen flipped over and pinned the stunningly beautiful woman, who was still trying to argue, beneath him.

"Then I, your husband, will have to offer myself up!"

He lowered his head and kissed her two luscious red lips.

"Well……"

Inside the train carriage, amidst the enchanting spring scenery and the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere,

An awkward cough rang out from outside the car.

"Cough cough..."

It was Yue Fei.

He really didn't want to disturb His Majesty and the Prince's "refined enjoyment" at this time, but the military situation was urgent, and he had no choice.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was instantly shattered.

Murong Yan pushed Lin Zhen off her, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment and anger.

She glared at Lin Zhen fiercely, her eyes seeming to say: It's all your fault!

Then, she tidied up her somewhat disheveled black and gold divine wind descending dress, restoring the majesty that belonged to the empress.

"What's the matter?"

Her voice was devoid of any emotion.

It was as if the one who had been writhing and submitting to Lin Zhen's advances, her eyes filled with seductive allure, was not her at all.

"In response to Your Majesty's words."

Upon hearing Murong Yan's icy voice, Yue Fei's forehead instantly broke out in a fine layer of sweat.

I'm sure I've disturbed His Majesty's good time.

"Our scouts report that a severely wounded rebel general has been found at the exit of Wolong Valley."

"They must have escaped by sheer luck from last night's ambush."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, a strange light flashed in Murong Yan's beautiful phoenix eyes. "Alive?"

"Your Majesty, he is still breathing," Yue Fei said cautiously.

"Very good." Murong Yan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Bring him here. I want to interrogate him myself."

"Yes!"

A man covered in blood and on the verge of death was dragged by two guards to Murong Yan's carriage.

It was the rebel general who had miraculously survived last night's ambush.

He was no longer the arrogant man he was yesterday; his armor was now tattered and torn by the arrows of the Qian army.

He looked at the blue cloth carriage in front of him, which was riddled with arrows, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Keep your head up."

A cold, emotionless voice came from inside the carriage.

Upon hearing this, the rebel general trembled.

He raised his head with difficulty.

The curtain of the carriage was slowly lifted by a slender hand.

She was the stunningly beautiful Empress of the Great Qian Dynasty!

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this humble general knows his mistake, please spare this humble general's life." The rebel general looked at Murong Yan, his voice trembling slightly.

He is truly afraid now.

"Let you go?" Murong Yan laughed upon hearing this. "When you ambushed me, did you ever think about the consequences?"

She took a sharp dagger from Lin Zhen's hand, amidst the horrified gazes of the rebel general.

He plunged the dagger into his leg!

"what--!!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire valley!

The rebel general rolled wildly on the ground, the intense pain nearly causing him to faint.

"Tell me who supports your rebellion." Murong Yan looked at him groaning in pain on the ground, her voice filled with murderous intent. "As long as you truthfully confess who supports your rebellion, I will give you a quick death."

"Your Majesty, I have confessed everything in detail." The rebel general wailed in anguish, "I know of the Li family of Jiangxi, the Wang family of Shaanxi, and the Yuan family of Runan. These are the only three families I know of. I beg Your Majesty to grant me a quick death."

"Yue Fei, I'm leaving him to you." Murong Yan glanced at him, then turned and walked onto the carriage.

"Yes!" Yue Fei dragged the rebel general to a distance and brought his sword down.

puff--

The rebel general's enormous head fell to the ground.

"Let's set off for the next post station and rest for the night," Murong Yan's voice came from inside the carriage.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yue Fei mounted his horse. "At the next post station, the entire army shall march!"

Inside the carriage, Murong Yan's eyes were filled with exhaustion as she leaned against Lin Zhen's chest.

Lin Zhen gently stroked the beautiful woman's hair in his arms.

"My lord, why are there so many people who don't want me to sit on the throne?" Murong Yan's weary voice reached Lin Zhen's ears. "Is it because I haven't done enough?"

"Yan'er has done very well; it's not your fault," Lin Zhen comforted her softly.

The army marched forward.