On the day of the granted marriage, the daughter of a general wept and was reborn!

"This matter is not foolproof. If we rashly drag them in, what will happen to their families?"

Shen Wantang frowned, and after he finished speaking, he took a big sip of wine.

Cen Xiao sneered and raised his eyebrows: "You only care about the families of these soldiers, why don't you care about the families of the rebels?"

After he finished speaking, Shen Wantang raised his head.

“They have no family.”

After he finished speaking, the sneer on Cen Xiao's face disappeared immediately. He looked at Shen Wantang intently: "Are you kidding me?"

"Chen Kangjian's booklet records each person and why they lost their family members. They have no family." Shen Wantang said in a firm tone.

When she was in the mountain city, Shen Wantang had read the booklet. After finishing reading it, she was so worried that she couldn't sleep for two nights.

Cen Xiao sat up straight, his brows furrowed, but he hesitated to speak.

"However, I am not a saint. If the rebels cannot arrive, I can only use the soldiers in the army."

Shen Wantang let out a long sigh, then took another sip of wine.

Maybe it was because she drank too fast, but two blushes appeared on Shen Wantang's cheeks and her head felt a little dizzy.

The moment he turned around and looked at Cen Xiao, two lines of tears fell.

Cen Xiao was frightened by her appearance, and even his movements became much stiffer: "You, don't scare me..."

Under the influence of alcohol, Shen Wantang half-heartedly grabbed Cen Xiao's wrist.

She stared at him with a bitter smile on her face: "Do you know how much pain I felt in my heart in order to keep you alive?"

Cen Xiao's body froze in place, his mind going blank.

"Forget it, you don't know, and I don't blame you." Shen Wantang smiled helplessly, then let go of Cen Xiao's wrist.

Then he tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up, he staggered.

Fortunately, Cen Xiao acted quickly and grabbed Shen Wantang, but Shen Wantang's body was unstable, so Cen Xiao simply picked her up by the waist and then jumped down.

The two of them landed slowly on the ground. Cen Xiao carefully let go, but Shen Wantang still clung to him tightly.

"Don't move!" she snapped.

Cen Xiao froze in place again, not daring to move.

"Before, I could only watch you die miserably, but now, success would be the best. If we fail, we can be husband and wife again in the underworld." Shen Wantang murmured, with a happy smile on his face.

Cen Xiao lowered his head, looked at the woman who was crying and laughing in his arms, and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Can we only be husband and wife in the underworld?" He smiled helplessly and brushed away the strands of hair that were sticking to her face.

"Of course not! In the world of the living, we can still be husband and wife..." Shen Wantang's voice gradually became softer, and the hand that was tightly holding Cen Xiao loosened.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a hint of surprise in Cen Xiao's eyes.

"Miss!" At that time, Qing'e, who had been looking for Shen Wantang for a long time, hurried over.

Cen Xiao quickly put away his smile and coughed twice in a strong and calm manner.

Qing'e took Shen Wantang over, and Cen Xiao's eyes were a little evasive: "Your young lady has drunk too much, help her to rest quickly."

The next morning, when Shen Wantang woke up, it was already bright.

As soon as I sat up, I felt a splitting headache - the plum wine tasted sweet, but unexpectedly, it was quite strong.

Qing'e came in and just happened to see Shen Wantang standing up, so she quickly handed him the hangover soup she had prepared.

"Miss, why did you drink so much?" Qing'e frowned, feeling worried.

After drinking a bowl of sobering soup, Shen Wantang was still almost sober. He shook his head and felt much more refreshed.

Turning around, he saw the food on the table. Shen Wantang walked forward slowly and saw a few big words written on the oil paper that wrapped the pastry -

"Please taste it, my future wife."

Not sure if he was frightened or if the sobering soup choked his throat, Shen Wantang coughed violently a few times and his face immediately turned red.

Qing'e hurried forward and Shen Wantang hurriedly covered the oil paper.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Shen Wantang waved his hands repeatedly, and after recovering for a moment, he managed to force out a smile: "It's okay, I'm fine."

After washing and dressing, Shen Wantang prepared to go out.

But as soon as he went out, he saw Cen Xiao waiting at the door, with a smile on his face. When he saw Shen Wantang, he immediately came up to him and asked, "Did you have a good rest last night?"

Shen Wantang quickened his pace and responded coldly, "Don't worry about it, my lord."

"Hey, what you said, I am worried about my future wife, is it wrong to be concerned?"

Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows and stretched out his voice.

Shen Wantang stopped in his tracks, glared at Cen Xiao fiercely, and looked around: "Cen Xiao, stop talking nonsense!"

Cen Xiao spread his hands and leaned against the pillar beside the corridor: "I am not talking nonsense. I don't know who it was last night, but he grabbed me and refused to let go, saying that he wanted to be my husband and wife in this world and in the underworld."

After the words fell, Shen Wantang was so angry that he wanted to cover Cen Xiao's mouth: "Shut up!"

"When did I ever say such a thing! Don't try to slander me!" As soon as her hand touched Cen Xiao's mouth, Shen Wantang immediately withdrew it.

Cen Xiao raised his eyebrows and moved closer: "I didn't say that, you said it, why are you so anxious to take it upon yourself?"

Then he gave a sly smile and turned away.

Shen Wantang, who was usually very smart, was immediately at a loss for words. He just stood there in a daze, unable to say anything in response.

"Good for you, Cen Xiao!"

Winter is coming and the streams are about to freeze. Taking advantage of this season, there are more fish in the market.

"Which fish would you like, sir?"

The fishmonger was shouting, and the baskets in front of him were full of lively fish.

"Give me this big fat fish and take it back to make fish soup for my son!" A lady came forward slowly and pointed at the largest fish among them.

"Okay!" The fishmonger leaned over, picked up the fish, threw it on the chopping board, and knocked the fish unconscious with a single cut.

Then he cut the fish skillfully.

The fish's internal organs were carefully taken out, but there was a piece of oil paper mixed in with the internal organs.

"The incompetent ruler will lead to the destruction of the great achievements!"

The fishmonger took one look and threw the kitchen knife to the ground in panic.

Everyone gathered around, but were then scared and fled in all directions. In a moment, only the basket of lively fish was left.

"That's unreasonable!"

Ji Xunchuan slammed the table and stood up, veins popping out on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Who spread this rumor?"

The Shaoqing of the Dali Temple dragged the fishmonger up. At that time, the fishmonger was so frightened that he was dumbfounded. Even when he arrived at the Taiji Hall, he just held his head and muttered to himself: "It's not that I am not me, I am just a fishmonger..."

"Your Majesty, the fishmonger has become idiot, and we can't get any useful clues from him now."