Everyone in the courtyard was stunned by Si Zhan's words, and Yan Qing was even more confused.

Why is this man so crazy?

Before she could understand Si Zha's purpose, Si Zha spoke again: "If the general despises a certain status and is not worthy of being married to a general, I won't mind marrying a general."

Yan Qing: "???!!!"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Yan Qing's eyes widened and he yelled angrily, "It's so sick!"

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and entered his room, slamming the door behind him with a bang.

Si Zha moved forward, but was stopped by Hongzhuang at the door: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero, and he can stay wherever he can to cool off! You should know very well that if you really offend my general, you can file a complaint to your master.

It’s not impossible to kill you first.”

Si Zhan raised his eyes and looked at Hong Zhuang, who looked at him expressionlessly, her slightly raised phoenix eyes shining with a cold light similar to the light armor on her body.

Si Zhan chuckled lightly and was about to speak when he saw Hong Zhuang take a step forward and her hand was already on the sword at her waist.

Si Zhi couldn't laugh anymore. This man was obviously serious and had no intention of giving in. If he forced his way through the door, he would probably get blood splattered on the spot!

While thinking about it, Si Zhan narrowed his eyes, glanced at the door behind Hongzhuang, and took a step back.

But Hongzhuang was obviously not satisfied with Si Zhan's concession and pressed forward step by step.

As a result, Si Zhan had to step back step by step until his heels were in the air. He walked backwards down the short ladder behind him and stood in the courtyard. Hongzhuang stopped in front of the corridor and called someone over: "Take this gentleman to the guest room to rest."

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Si Zha stood with his feet firmly planted in the courtyard, not intending to follow the servant girl.

Hongzhuang put her hand on the hilt of the sword, clasped her fingertips on the hilt, and faced him condescendingly, without giving in at all.

When the sun passed at noon, Yan Qing had already taken care of his wounds and had lunch, but the two of them were still facing each other like this.

In the end, Si Zhan's feet were probably numb from standing and he subconsciously moved his feet. But when he raised his eyes, he saw Hong Zhuang standing motionless, which immediately made him feel a little nervous.

Are these soldiers all freaks?

It was just after lunch time. Si Zhan was tired, hungry, and thirsty. He really couldn't stand any longer. He gritted his teeth bitterly: "You are cruel!"

After speaking, he stretched his legs and limped to the guest room.

Hongzhuang turned around and stood back to Yan Qing's door, but was called in by Yan Qing.

"Sure enough, a lunatic must be treated by a fool, but Hongzhuang can do it for you!"

Yan Qing pressed her sore eyebrows, feeling that the bad breath in her heart had finally subsided, "You've been hungry all morning, so hurry up and eat something."

While Yan Qing was talking, he placed the dishes and chopsticks, invited Hongzhuang to sit down at the table, and watched Hongzhuang eat in high spirits.

When she saw that Si Zhan was short of food, she was a little too angry. She ate two more bowls of rice and was now in a panic.

As soon as Hongzhuang brought the bowl to her and before she finished eating, Yan Qing's door was slammed open, revealing Si Zhi's furious face.

Before Si Zha could step in, Hongzhuang, who was sitting at the table just now, had already arrived in front of the door, with the sword on her waist suddenly unsheathed!

Si Zhan was so horrified that he retreated subconsciously, his face turned green, but he did not dare to move or even speak.

Hongzhuang's sword was placed across his neck, and the cold air on the blade stuck to his skin, making him dare not even take a heavy breath.

"Red makeup."

Yan Qing said in a deep voice, "Put your sword away."

Hongzhuang glanced at Si Zhan, took a step back, and sheathed her sword.

As soon as the sword was sheathed, Si Zhan gasped violently. He protected his neck with both hands and glared at Hongzhuang, but did not dare to move forward.

This made Yan Qing even more confused.

She knew that Si Zhan cherished his life, but in his last life he went to death too calmly, and it had nothing to do with cherishing his life. Rather, it seemed that he had achieved his purpose of coming to this world, so he didn't care about dying.

In other words, he is afraid of death before achieving a certain goal.

What was the thing in his previous life that made him feel "worthy"?

After much thought, she could only think of helping Wen Zhemao ascend the throne.

Apart from this matter itself, Si Zhan seemed to have no interest in other things, other people, or even Wen Zhemao himself.

Not for any fame or fortune, but to support a prince to become emperor, as the most worthy goal in life?

This is too far-fetched and weird.

But if it falls on Si Zhan, it doesn't seem unreasonable.

The thinking of weirdos is always difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Si Zhi, who was blocked by Hong Zhuang, stared at Hong Zhuang for a while, then glanced in and saw Yan Qing looking at him thoughtfully. He suddenly felt wary, and there was a dark light flashing through his narrow peach blossom eyes.

"What's your business?"

Yan Qing asked impatiently.

Such a reaction made Si Zhi calm down even more.

Wrong attitude.

Glancing at Yan Qing's house, there was no third person except her and Hongzhuang.

Si Zhan's eyelids drooped and his eyes rolled under his eyelids.

Her previous frivolous words had clearly angered her, and she made it clear that she would not be allowed into her room.

But now he forced the door open, but she was just impatient?

The normal reaction of normal people, even if they can hide it, they will still be somewhat angry, right?

Si Zhan's uncontrollable thoughts about Yan Qing immediately deepened, but his eyes remained calm on the table in front of Yan Qing.

With a curl of his lips, Si Zha slapped the door panel and got angry: "What are you asking me for?! It's noon, and I'm a guest. Even if you don't host a banquet, at least you have to take care of the food, right?! You end up eating here by yourself."

Come on, leave me alone! What are you talking about?!"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows: "Oh, that's the thing. The Marquis Mansion does not keep idlers, and you are not a guest. At best, you are a stranger. At worst, you are considered an enemy. Have you ever seen anyone entertain enemies with delicious food and drinks?

Of?"

Si Zhan raised his eyebrows, but his heart became even more solemn.

Something is wrong, so wrong.

Ever since she returned to the Hou Mansion, her reaction was not at all like someone who had been coerced and had to accept humiliating cooperation.

"Don't forget, your mother is still in our hands."

Si Zhan emphasized the fact that Yan Qing was being coerced and wanted to improve his treatment, "If I don't live well and I go back and say something unpleasant, what kind of life do you think Mrs. Hou will have?"

Yan Qing's eyes turned cold: "Huh, threatening me? It seems that you don't understand your current situation at all."

"If you dare to touch my mother at all, I can just go to Wen Zhemao with the military order and let me kill your head first!"

Looking at Si Xi who was banging on the door and threatening her, Yan Qing slapped the transfer order of the Yan family army that was accompanying her back to the capital on the table, stared at Si Xi coldly, and asked: "The life of an insignificant counselor, in exchange for two
Chapter completed!