Rebirth: Marry a General instead of a Prince

The next morning, Luo Zhiyun asked the servants to prepare breakfast.

When Bai Zhiyuan and the others got up, they had just enough time to eat. This time they passed through Wudu in a hurry and it was not advisable to stay for long. After the meal, they had to set off again.

Over the past month, Bai Zhiyuan had been on the road every day and had not slept on such a comfortable and soft bed for a long time. Before he knew it, he had slept until dawn.

She opened her eyes and it was already bright outside. She hurriedly got up and dressed, and when she arrived at the hall, everyone was already seated.

Bai Zhiyuan said embarrassedly: "Why didn't anyone call me?"

Jingyang Wangdao: "It was me who didn't let them call you. You've been traveling all day these days and you're too tired. You'll be fine if you get some more sleep."

Qi Shuyue pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "On weekdays, my brother and I like to sleep in, but grandfather always says that diligence can make up for lack of talent, so he doesn't allow us to sleep in. Why is grandfather partial to my cousin as soon as she came?"

Seeing the dissatisfaction in King Jingyang's eyes, Marquis Qingyuan said, "Yue'er, your cousin is traveling day and night, while you stay in the mansion every day and enjoy a life of luxury. How can you compare with your cousin?"

Qi Shuyue wanted to say something but was stopped by Luo Zhiyun.

Qi Wenjing at the side said in a gentle voice: "Father is right. I heard in Wudu that my cousin followed General Yunhui into battle and killed the enemy. I heard that one of the arms of Yu Huangqing, the prince of Beidi, was chopped off by my cousin. I didn't expect that my cousin, who looked so weak, could be so powerful."

King Jingyang was also somewhat surprised and asked, "Ayuan, is this true?"

Bai Zhiyuan didn't know that these things could be spread from the northern border to Wudu. She said, "My cousin is well-informed."

When King Jingyang heard her say this, he knew that this must be true, and he couldn't help but worry about her safety. Such a good girl had to go into the battlefield to kill the enemy.

King Jingyang was quite troubled. No wonder Bai Tingxuan was unwilling to bring Ayuan with him when he came here earlier.

But his granddaughter has been very opinionated since she was young, and no one can change the things she decides.

At this time, a servant came in and whispered something in King Jingyang's ear.

After listening to this, Prince Jingyang raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Yunsong. Bai Zhiyuan, who happened to be sitting opposite, saw this and couldn't help wondering, "What did my grandfather say to Xie Yunsong last night?"

After the servant left, King Jingyang said, "Let's eat. After dinner, Ayuan and the others will set off again, so don't delay them."

Everyone then started to eat, and soon, Bai Zhiyuan's bowl was piled high with food from Xie Yunsong.

Bai Zhiyuan looked at the food in front of him and sighed silently.

This move naturally did not escape the eyes of King Jingyang. Seeing this, he was even more satisfied with Xie Yunsong. Just now, the servant came to report that after he left last night, Xie Yunsong quietly chopped all the firewood. Although he had told him not to chop anymore, he still kept his word and did it.

At the dinner table, Qi Shuyue kept staring at Bai Zhiyuan. Of course, she also saw that Xie Yunsong was picking up food for Bai Zhiyuan.

She didn't know what was so good about this cousin in front of her. Why did she become the focus of the whole family as soon as she arrived? Grandfather loved her and favored her. Even General Yunhui, the hero in the hearts of countless girls in Dali, obeyed her every word.

What magic does she have?

Qi Shuyue's meal was dull. She kept looking at Bai Zhiyuan. This cousin was beautiful, but there were many beautiful women in the world. How could she win the favor of General Yunhui?

Bai Zhiyuan naturally noticed Qi Shuyue's scrutiny. As for this cousin, who was only one year older than him, Bai Zhiyuan had a vague memory of her in his past and present lives. He did not take her scrutiny to heart.

It was just a competition between women, but her eyes kept looking at Xie Yunsong.

Bai Zhiyuan felt depressed.

She put down her chopsticks, looked at Qi Shuyue, and asked, "I heard that cousin Shuyue is one year older than me and is also of marriageable age. I wonder if cousin Shuyue is married?"

This question made Qi Shuyue's face turn red, and everyone put down their bowls and chopsticks and looked at Qi Shuyue.

Luo Zhiyun, who was standing by, also said with some melancholy, "Ayuan, you don't know. There are many people who came to propose marriage, but Yue'er didn't like any of them. Aunt is also worried. There are only so many good men in Wudu. I really don't know what kind of man Yue'er wants to find."

Qi Shuyue was most annoyed by those dandy boys. Wudu was a prosperous city, and many people were merchants. Her mother Luo Zhiyun was also from a merchant family, but Qi Shuyue didn't like the smell of money in merchant families. She knew that her grandfather was a royal relative, and she had high aspirations. What she wanted most was to go to Shangjing one day. She heard that the men in Shangjing were both good at literature and martial arts, and were a thousand times better than the men in Wudu. But she also knew that her grandfather didn't like going to Beijing, so she didn't dare to ask him.

Bai Zhiyuan had seen countless people in her previous life, and she could tell at a glance that her cousin had lofty ambitions and did not want to be trapped in this small Wudu all her life.

She smiled and said, "My cousin is as beautiful as a flower, and I heard that she is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. I think the person my cousin wants to marry must be a rare talent."

This sentence made Qi Shuyue feel much more comfortable, and the look she gave Bai Zhiyuan was no longer full of hostility. Maybe one day when she went to Beijing, she would have to rely on this cousin.

Thinking of this, she tentatively asked, "Cousin, I heard that Shangjing is very prosperous. I haven't been there yet. When will you return to Beijing? Then I will take you to see the world."

Bai Zhiyuan laughed in his heart, but he looked calm on the surface, saying: "I still have to go to the southern border. After the war in the southern border is over, I have to go back to the northern border. I don't know when I will be able to return to Shangjing."

This was a rejection of Qi Shuyue, and Qi Shuyue's face instantly fell.

Seeing this, King Jingyang also knew what his granddaughter was thinking, so he said, "You better be quiet and stop thinking about going to the capital all day. Your cousin has important things to do, so you should learn from her. She only thinks about having fun all day."

Qi Shuyue bit her lip, feeling increasingly dissatisfied, but she did not dare to show it and could only lower her head and eat her meal in silence.

After a meal, Bai Zhiyuan and Xie Yunsong also set out on the road to the southern border. At this pace, they can reach the southern border in another ten days, but they don't know how their brother is doing.

Bai Zhiyuan and Xie Yunsong walked side by side toward the gate of the mansion. They happened to pass by the place where Xie Yunsong had chopped firewood last night. Bai Zhiyuan also saw the neatly stacked firewood and asked, "Did you really chop firewood all night last night?"

Xie Yunsong said with a smile: "Otherwise, how can I marry you?"

Bai Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then he started laughing. He grabbed his hand and took a look. His hands, which were usually covered with calluses, had many blisters on them. He felt a little sorry for him for a moment.

Xie Yunsong took his hand back and comforted him, "It's nothing."

Bai Zhiyuan and Xie Yunsong bid farewell to King Jingyang. Just like when they came, the whole family stood outside the mansion gate to see Bai Zhiyuan off.

Bai Zhiyuan's eyes were filled with reluctance. Although she had only stayed here for a short day, this place made her feel as warm as home.

Bai Zhiyuan waved at them, jumped on his horse, turned his head to look at Prince Jingyang's Palace again, then waved his whip, spurred his horse away, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.