Marrying a Disabled General and be His Wife

The Tantai clan was indeed a reclusive family, but they were also the first clan to open up this vast land. Even if the dynasty changed its name, they still lived there.

And by constantly researching various weapons, they just hoped that the place where they lived would not be violated.

Therefore, she should have taken up this responsibility long ago, even without the family’s permission, she should not have avoided it for so long.

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After her mood stabilized, Master Jing’an wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said calmly: “Can you show me the guns and thunder bombs? With the real objects, I can draw the drawings faster.”

In just a few moments, Tan Chuyan felt Master Jing’an seemed to be a different person. There was determination in her eyes and she was more willing to help them.

Faced with Master Jing’an’s request, Tan Chuyan naturally had no reason to refuse and immediately ordered someone to bring the things.

To be honest, if Master Jing’an hadn’t mentioned gun cannons and thunder bombs, he would have been unable to remember these two things. His sickness might have ruined his memory a little bit.

The items were quickly brought over. Looking at the mark engraved on them, Master Jing’an finally calmed down, and her mood surged again, but she didn’t cry and just touched the mark gently.

Tan Chuyan watched silently, and Master Jing’an murmured: “Our family has a habit. Each batch of weapons will be marked with a mark representing the identity of the supervisor.”

“And this plum branch pattern,” Master Jing’an said, “represents my teacher.”

Tan Chuyan was slightly surprised, and finally understood why Master Jing’an’s mood was so up and down.

Although Master Jing’an left the family and lost the token of returning to the family, the family never abandoned her or gave up on her. They always stood behind her and became her strongest support.

Even if she made a huge mistake, there were people who were willing to cover it up for her.

As long as she was willing to look back, she would find that she was never alone.

If he had such a family behind him, he would probably cry too.

Tan Chuyan thought.

Since birth, he had been surrounded by intrigues and schemes, and one wrong move would lead to eternal disaster. Therefore, the first thing he learned in his family was not trust and dependence, but only step-by-step calculations.

To be honest, Tan Chuyan was a little envious of Master Jing’an.

Because of the things he never had.

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With Master Jing’an’s great help, things progressed smoothly.

They took the lead in making a batch of thunder bombs and buried them at the edge of the farmland as the first line of defense, which could greatly reduce the investment in troops.

However, the thunder bombs exploded less than half a month after they were buried.

Cui Yuanqing was indeed evil-minded and sent people to invade at night. The result was they triggered the thunder bombs, thus protecting the crops the people had worked hard to plant.

After this, Cui Yuanqing did not come, giving them a long breathing time.

From midsummer to the beginning of autumn, and then from the beginning of autumn to the harsh winter, Tan Chuyan’s originally relaxed mood became a little nervous.

Why were Cui Yuanqing and Feng Mingyuan so quiet?

When something felt wrong, there must be a monster!

Tan Chuyan became increasingly sleepless, and even when he fell asleep, he would always be awakened by nightmares.

One night, Tan Chuyan was awakened by another nightmare.

He sat in the suffocating darkness, breathing heavily, with cold sweat soaking his shirt.

Feng Chilie lit the candle on the bedside and gently pulled him into his arms: “Are you having a nightmare again?”

In the past six months, due to constant military training, Feng Chilie’s skin had become darker. His strength was also more majestic.

Tan Chuyan put his chin on his shoulder, still shocked: “I dreamed that the city gate of Tianyou City was breached by artillery fire, and you died in battle in front of me…”

“Dreams are all fake.” Feng Chilie said, “Don’t be afraid.”

Tan Chuyan said softly, “Hmm,” and remained in this posture without moving.

Feng Chilie was used to this.

Every time Tan Chuyan woke up, only in this way could he fall asleep again.

Feng Chilie kept patting Tan Chuyan on the back. After a long time, the person in his arms began to feel sleepy, and his breathing became steady little by little.

However, just when Tan Chuyan was about to fall asleep, their door was knocked on.

Tianbao lost some sense of control and slapped the door panel heavily.

“Your Highness! Your Highness! Something happened! Wake up!”

Tan Chuyan suddenly opened his eyes. He got out of bed and pulled off the cloak hanging on the shelf.

“What happened?” Tan Chuyan opened the door and asked.

Seeing the bloodshot eyes of Tan Chuyan, Tianbao couldn’t bear it, but he had to say it because the look on Ji Bei’s face at that time was really terrifying.

Tianbao grabbed Tan Chuyan’s arm and was so anxious that he almost jumped up: “The patrol picked up a bloody man. Ji Bei said that the man was the Emperor of Dayong Dynasty. Anyway, Your Highness, please go to the military tent and have a look.”

Hearing this, Tan Chuyan’s face suddenly changed, and he was even more perceptive than Ji Bei.

He didn’t even have time to change his clothes before running barefoot into the long night.

Tan Chuyan staggered hard, his long hair blown up by the wind, and his hot breath turning into a thick white mist of sadness.

When he ran to the main tent, Tan Chuyan didn’t even have time to breathe, and immediately rushed to the bed.

Baili Chengzhi laid quietly on the bed, the rise and fall of his chest barely visible. Uncle Fu was giving him acupuncture, and he was already sweating profusely.

Tan Chuyan did not dare to disturb Uncle Fu, so he could only turn around and ask Ji Bei: “How is the situation?”

Ji Bei shook his head: “Could only do our best and obey fate.”

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Tan Chuyan’s heart was filled with worry, but could only pray silently.