Saving the foolish general, she accidentally becomes his favorite.

"My wife, may I kiss you?"

The young general's eyes were bright and shone in the sunlight.

Ye Li was held in his arms, surrounded by a noisy and bustling crowd.

Despite the surging crowd, everyone surrounded them, cheering loudly.

But all she could see was his face.

From her vantage point above, she could see his long eyelashes, which shone like golden fans in the sunlight.

With each wave of the fan, a sense of trust and joy filled the air, and it also stirred the door to one's own heart.

Ye Li blushed and quickly shook her head, begging not to say such blushing and heart-pounding things so bluntly!

Seeing her shake her head, Mo Chen was not discouraged and instead said:

"Wife, then teach me to paint!"

Ye Li nodded almost unconsciously.

Seeing that she had agreed, Mo Chen smiled even more happily and spun her around in his arms again.

After witnessing the ingenious use of the wheelchair, Ru Feng, who was standing nearby, began discussing with his brothers how to flatten all the steps of the General's Mansion so that the wheelchair could move freely.

The people in the general's mansion were immediately filled with enthusiasm.

Everything can be discussed and negotiated, and everyone has hope.

They were grateful to the general's wife and also to the general.

The general took them in, and the lady gave them new hope.

Mo Chen carried her all the way back to the main courtyard of the General's Mansion.

He was extremely happy today, and held Ye Li tightly the whole way, refusing to let go. Ye Li was very nervous being held by him in public.

Now that they're back in the main courtyard, where it's just the two of them, they feel relieved.

She wanted him to put her down, but after Mo Chen put her down, he hugged her in his arms again.

His burning body temperature enveloped her again, filled with intense passion, and Ye Li smelled the refreshing and pleasant scent emanating from Mo Chen.

Having lost his mind, Mo Chen's emotions were easily read on his face, unlike his former composure.

I do almost anything that comes to mind.

He was overjoyed at that moment, only regretting that he only had two hands, otherwise he would have hugged his lovely wife more.

Ye Li heard a deep, magnetic male voice in her ear:

"My wife, do you know how happy I am?"

“I always feel so useless, ever since I woke up, but nobody likes me. They only like the grown-up me…”

"I can't do anything, I can't do anything..."

"Everyone just wanted me to disappear, and then I did disappear, but this time I actually woke up again..."

"I don't know why I woke up, even though I couldn't do anything..."

Mo Chen's voice was filled with guilt, a deep tone that was unusual for his usual mischievous self, and it was full of pain.

Ye Li shook her head and mouthed:

"You are very good, really very good."

Her childhood kindness and gentleness carried over to the general she met.

Wasn't it this pure and innocent heart that led her to save ordinary people back then?

Mo Chen looked at her, his eyes shining like stars, and said with a smile:

“But my wife can do it. My wife helped my brothers get out of the hospital for wounded soldiers. They are very happy, and I am very happy too…”

Mo Chen pressed his forehead against Ye Li's forehead and murmured:

“That’s great…”

"Very good……"

Mo Chen's eyes were filled with tears as she watched him cry.

I felt sad.

Despite it being a bright and sunny day, Ye Li felt as if he were surrounded by dark clouds, gloomy and depressed.

She had just arrived in this world and knew nothing of Mo Chen's past, nor the origin of the "Forget-Me-Not" poison.

I don't know why this spirited young general would harbor a death wish that he shouldn't be alive...

After a very, very long time.

She learned the whole truth...

I understand why Mo Chen was poisoned and injured time and time again; I understand his schemes, his pain, his loneliness and despair...

Only then did I realize that even though the gods listen to the prayers and wishes of all living beings, there are still people in the world who are not blessed by the gods year after year.

Perhaps the reason I pierced through the mortal world with an arrow and became entangled with the boy's fate was to save him.

As a lonely soul, I have long since broken free from my cocoon and transformed into the person I dreamed of, through thick and thin.

The depth or shallowness of karmic connections in this world is both redemption and growth.

Without destruction, there can be no construction; the phoenix rises from the ashes—all are preordained.

These will not be discussed further.

Seeing the boy's tears, all she could do was gently hug him, pat him softly, and offer silent comfort.

Young people's emotions always come and go quickly.

Mo Chen calmed down in a short while.

Then, in a sweet and coquettish tone, she said:

"My wife, I want to learn to paint."

Ye Li led him to the table, where the children's picture book stories she had drawn before were still on it. Mo Chen carefully put them away one by one and arranged them neatly.

Then Ye Li placed water on the table and asked, "If I don't write, can you read my lips?"

Mo Chen said, "I will! I will!"

Then Ye Li directly used lip reading to say:

"Mo Chen? Can you hear me? Learning to draw is hard work."

Mo Chen smiled and said, "Yes, yes, whatever my wife says, I will understand."

"My wife can call me Achen. I'm not afraid of hard work."

Ye Li overheard this from the soldiers at the wounded soldiers' hospital.

Mo Chen and most of the soldiers in charge of reconnaissance could read lips, because this was the only way they could more easily investigate the enemy's situation.

If you're going to draw, you'll need to give verbal guidance; just writing isn't enough.

In that case, there's no problem.

She sat down and began grinding ink.

In general, when learning to draw, one must start by practicing lines, and Ye Li was planning to have him practice lines.

To everyone's surprise, Mo Chen said:

"I want to draw my wife. Can you teach me how?"

Ye Li was so startled that her hand trembled, and the ink on the pen dripped down, spreading across the paper...

joke!

Are you going to start by drawing portraits?

Young man, aren't you getting too cocky?

And the subject is a drawing of himself...

Ye Li shook her head violently, thinking that she must be able to reap several "Ru Hua" every day.

He said seriously, "No."

An orthodox illustrator with a background in fine arts insists on starting with mastering the fundamentals.

It just so happens that Mo Chen's mental age is currently less than ten years old, so it's still possible to lay a foundation for him.

Ye Li took out several sheets of paper and drew simple shapes on them, intending to let Mo Chen practice his skills on the first day.

Unexpectedly, Mo Chen, when he gets serious, is indeed quite remarkable.

He sat upright with a straight back and focused expression. He looked at the drawing carefully and made each stroke steadily. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had finished the homework assigned by Ye Li.

Ye Li raised an eyebrow. "These lines are pretty good."

As expected, people in ancient times were used to using calligraphy brushes, and their hands were very steady.

Seeing that he was still not satisfied, Ye Li drew a combination based on the single shape, making the picture richer in the relationship of overlapping and layering.

Mo Chen took it and began to carefully copy it.

Ye Li, having nothing better to do, also kept drawing.

However, what she drew was a plan of the General's Mansion.

Now that the movement of the wounded in the infirmary is not a major problem, we can try to renovate the scenery of the General's Mansion.

After all, although her title of "General's Wife" was fake, she had indeed received all of Mo Chen's savings.

But the young man handed over his financial power and authority, leaving the general's mansion to him to manage.

Since he had placed his trust in her, she would give him a unique general's mansion!

The general's mansion already had a courtyard for the wounded and sick, but Ye Li renamed it "Qingzhu Courtyard," which has the same meaning as bamboo milk tea.

The name "Wounded Soldiers' Hospital" could easily make people dwell on the past, so Ye Li changed it.

The General's Mansion was always low-key and composed, with dark colors, but Ye Li changed it.

Their residence was decorated with a dry landscape Chinese courtyard, with white gravel on the ground, bamboo leaves surrounding it, a water channel dug to create a delicate scene of flowing water, and a waterwheel in the pond to add vitality.

The renovation of the residence has added green plants everywhere, making people feel that life is something to look forward to.

The farmland behind the mountain is used for rice-fish farming, with trees planted in the mountains and fish ponds underneath, creating an ecological cycle.

After she finished drawing the plan, she handed it to Rufeng, who was absolutely impressed!

The lady is unassuming and doesn't show off her talents, but she is a truly remarkable person!

After a series of dramatic renovations, the General's Mansion was no longer as desolate and gloomy as before.

Not only is it lush and vibrant, but even the remaining soldiers and generals are full of energy.

The courtyard is often filled with joyful laughter.

These are all changes that occurred after the new wife arrived.

The Mo family army now all support Ye Li, and as long as it is an order given by the madam, there will be people rushing to do it.

Ye Li didn't feel much, after all, she controlled all the money in the General's Mansion and Mo Chen's household.

Mo Chen is still seriously injured and ill. Since she is in charge of the huge mansion, it is natural for her to offer advice and suggestions.

However, she's been quite troubled lately...

Because Mo Chen has been studying late into the night to do his homework on portraiture, his progress has been astounding!

Now he can even draw full-factor sketches quite well!

Chinese painting emphasizes scattered perspective, but Ye Li teaches angular perspective and three-point perspective, which are more difficult.

Mo Chen's assignments were all very well done; in fact, due to his engineering background, he was incredibly meticulous about the details of the designs, to an almost obsessive degree...

Looking at this perspective drawing, it's Mo Chen's new design draft for the General's Mansion.

Ye Li guided him from sketching to semi-original work. The assignment in front of him, with its foreground realistic and background blurred, and its foreground large and background small, was handled with appropriate proportions...

You could even use it for your postgraduate entrance exam...

Is this the kind of man who fought his way through to become a general?

That's absolutely incredible!

After Mo Chen finished handing in his homework, he noticed Ye Li's somewhat dejected expression and cautiously asked:

"My wife, did I draw it badly?"

Ye Li shook her head, "It's drawn so well..."

Seeing this, Mo Chen breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her with puppy-dog eyes:

"It's all thanks to my wife's excellent teaching! I love my wife the most!"

Ye Li: No...

Mo Chen: "I want to draw my wife's portrait and then hide it away..."

"So that you will always belong to only me..."