One hundred and twenty years later, Yang Xuechen was reincarnated.

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the general's residence in Zhenguo is covered with red lanterns, which are as bright as day from afar.

The gate of the mansion was wide open, and the two girls who were standing at the gate were whispering.

"Did the Huo family send someone over?"

"You see, they're coming."

With the girl's finger, everyone looked in the past.

At the same time, the housekeeper came to the gate of the mansion with several guards.

I saw a sedan chair with red silk flowers was carried by the sedan chair driver, and the bride was on the side of the sedan chair.

Xiniang came to the housekeeper in a low-key way and blessed her body.

"Housekeeper Yang, I'm the official media invited by Huo's house. I'm here to send Miss Huo."

The housekeeper glanced at the visitor and nodded.

After that, four guards walked towards the sedan chair and took it from the sedan chair bearers.

The servant girl in the mansion carried the woman in the sedan chair and sent him to the general's bedroom.

Housekeeper Yang sent a bag of silver to the official media, "this is the general's reward for you. Take the reward and go back."

"Thank you, general."

Shaking hands, the official media took the silver from the housekeeper and ran away.

The housekeeper waved his hand and led them back to the mansion. He closed the door as if nothing had happened.

At night, Yang Xuechen, the general of Zhenguo, came to his bedroom after dinner.

He pushed open the door. The room was dark. By the moonlight outside the window, he could see the woman sitting at the head of the bed.

He took off the lampshade and lit the candle.

The light in the room was dim yellow. Through the candle, Miss Huo shrank to the inside of the bed, shivering.

Yang Xuechen's eyes obviously flashed a bit of surprise. He went to the bed, lifted the red cap on the woman's head, threw it on the ground at will, stepped on it with one foot, and the woman in sight lowered her head, covered with tears, hugged her arms.

"Why are you, Huo dieying?" Yang Xuechen picks eyebrow to ask a way.

Huo dieying suddenly shrank to the corner of the bed and explained with trembling lips: "elder sister I have a strange disease. "

"So, the Huo family sent your adopted daughter to make up for it?" Yang Xuechen grinned and didn't get angry.

Huo dieying listened to Yang Xuechen's tone and didn't seem angry. She looked at him in surprise, but she was stunned.

The man in front of him seems to come out of the painting, just like the legend of the whole capital.

He was more beautiful than a woman, with an unknown red flower on his forehead.

A woman's heart leaps wildly.

Too unpromising, how to be attracted by men?

However, she heard that because he was so beautiful, he wore a ghost mask to kill the enemy.

Not long ago, he defeated the qiluo people who invaded the state of Xiao many times. He made military contributions and was granted the title of general of the state of Xiao by the emperor.

"Attracted by Ben's beauty?" Yang Xuechen complacent smile, feel chin is very helpless sigh one breath: "no way, who let this will be the most outstanding man of the whole Xiaoguo appearance, too eye-catching."

Huo dieying is obviously stunned, and forgets to continue to cry. She is so shameless.

"It's all right. You'll be my concubine in the future." Yang Xuechen waved her hand, and the matter was settled.

Huo dieying took back his sight, and the corner of his eye also aimed at the red cap that was trampled on Yang Xuechen's feet, and his body didn't move.

"Ben will be tired. Come and beat your legs." Yang Xuechen leaned on the bed, pointed to his legs on the bed and closed his eyes.

Huo dieying conceals the contempt of his eyes, steps on the quilt, kneels in front of him and beats his legs.

She's wearing new embroidered shoes. She doesn't have to worry about soiling the quilt.

In this way, Huo dieying beat Yang Xuechen's leg in the middle of the night.

Tired, she tried to scrape the man's face in front of her several times. She quietly crushed a sesame sized pill in her sleeve and smeared it on his leg.

In the early hours of the morning, a scream came from Yang Xuechen's bedroom, and the general's residence was full of people.

Housekeeper Yang yelled: "go to the imperial doctor in the palace, the general's whole body has a red rash!"