General is a Villain

Seeing that the grand wedding was about to take place, the general's manor had already begun setting up the lanterns and pasting the wedding letters.

Mu Yi'an's general's estate was a gift from the emperor, so it was his and Yi Xiaoqiao's residence that was to be used as a bridal chamber.

The Mu Estate had also started to take care of things, but they had not made any arrangements in this area. After all, they were from the family, so it was not as complicated and luxurious as this place.

Due to the too many things that had happened in the past few days, Mu Yi'an had found a few more people to help him arrange it. He was afraid of making a mistake, so he went to the mansion and borrowed a few old people who understood this.

"Tsk, tsk. He really values this too much. Marrying a concubine yet coming to our side to borrow someone? He's too arrogant. Those who don't know him would think that Little Qiao is being spoiled." Cui Huan let out a scornful sneer, and spoke in a disdainful tone.

What do you know? Little Qiao and Big Brother An were bestowed a marriage by the Emperor, so of course they had to arrange it with a bit more dignity. The Emperor also bestowed a bit of grace to Yi Xiaoqiao, and with the Emperor's great grace, Big Brother An naturally couldn't lose out on her. Princess Yun Jiao leisurely said as she sipped her tea. It was just that the taste of today's tea was not right in her mouth. It was as if it had turned sour, making her feel extremely uncomfortable drinking it.

"Speaking of which, she has to thank the princess. If the princess hadn't been so resourceful, she wouldn't have been able to have such great fortune in marrying General Mu. How would she have been blessed by the emperor?"

Since the emperor had given them something, it meant that they really valued this marriage. Since they truly valued it, then Muyi and Yi Xiaoqiao could not be perfunctory. The tighter they tied up, the safer Yun Jiao would be.

If she had known earlier that she would be lucky enough to send a letter to Muyi, she would have agreed to send a letter to the princess. Why did she need to bring an unpopular servant girl from the kitchen to deliver the letter?

This time, who knew how many women in the country had broken their hearts.

Cui Huan said sinisterly, "But I hate this girl for not showing any gratitude towards the princess."

When he thought of the words he had said just now, his heart couldn't help but thump. Although Yun Jiao didn't like Muyi, but after spending so many years with Muyi, she had long since gotten used to Muyi being her own man. Now that Muyi had been snatched away by someone, how could she not feel sad? She was afraid that her words had stabbed at the princess' sore spot.

Cui Huan hastily added, "Of course, little Qiao is just a servant girl. No matter how well he marries, he can't compare to princess. The emperor treats you differently and there's even a letter every few days. It can be seen that the emperor has placed the princess in his heart, perhaps even more so than the empress of the palace."

Yun Jiao pinched the handkerchief, her cold eyes glanced at Cui Huan, "Comparing me to that servant girl, Little Qiao, you sure match up well."

Cui Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she kneeled down. "Please forgive me Princess, Cui Huan did not mean to insult you, but Cui Huan … "But …"

"Shut up." Yun Jiao cast a sidelong glance at Cui Huan, a cold light flashed in her eyes. She really wished that she could kick her into the lotus pond. This fool, he wouldn't even say anything. If she had Yi Xiaoqiao's intelligence, how could she have fallen into such a situation?

"Princess, your servant …" Cui Huan was speechless.

"Princess, Princess." At this moment, the old steward ran over and bowed. "Princess, General Mu requests an audience."

Mu Yi An.

Yun Jiao was startled. Why would he come to see her at such a time? Could it be that she was going to get married and beat him up? No, that's not right, Muyi is just a piece of wood. No matter how you play with him, he doesn't know how to resist.

Her eyes darted around, but she couldn't think of anything. She gave Uncle Fu a look.

Uncle Fu understood and sent away all the servants and maids in the mansion.

Yun Jiao nodded in satisfaction. She glanced at Cui Huan from the corner of her eyes. "Why aren't you up yet? Why are you kneeling?"

"Yes." Tsui Huan stood up and stepped aside.

At that moment, Mu Yi An had already walked over with large strides.

"Don't just stand there. Go and pour some tea."

"Yes." Tsui Tsui Huan ran away.

Mu Yi An strode into the pavilion and his gaze landed on Princess Yun Jiao's face.

She was still as beautiful as she had been in the past few days. She wasn't any different from the person in Mu Yi'an's memory. The only difference was that the corners of her eyes had a bit of a delicate and touching look.

If this was in the past, he would have long since gone up to ask Yun Jiao for help in solving her problem. But now, it seemed like a different world when they met again.

He lowered his eyes as if he did not see it, and turned his thoughts back to the morning. The handkerchief had troubled him a lot.

"Brother An, take a seat." Yun Jiao gave him her seat.

"There's no need. I came here to ask the princess something. After I'm done, I'll leave."

Questions? Could this be another matter regarding Qian Yu?

Yun Jiao raised her head and looked at him with a smile. The smile on her lips was as gentle as a spring breeze. "What is it? Sit down and let's talk."

Seeing that his brain still hadn't reacted, his heart had already begun to soften. He forcibly averted his gaze and walked to the side of the pavilion to look at the withering lotus flower. His hand slowly dug into his sleeve.

Wait, where's the handkerchief?

Why did the item disappear!?

"Brother An, look. The lotus flower is going to wither." While Mu Yi'an was lost in thought, Princess Yun Jiao had already arrived beside him and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. She pointed at the lotus flowers in the distance. "I originally took a fancy to the lotus flowers in order to embroider them for you. Look …"

Yun Jiao's eyes swept over it and her expression immediately changed. His bag was no longer the tender lotus that she had personally embroidered, but instead two green bamboos. One was tall and the other was short. It was as if they were two people hugging each other.

She opened her mouth to mutter, but was unable to speak. Suddenly, a wave of shame and anger arose in her heart. Shame, anger, and hatred. He actually changed his pocket!

As Mu Yi'an thought about that silk handkerchief, he didn't notice that Yun Jiao's expression had already changed.

"Originally, I had something to show you, but unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I thought it dropped on my way here, so I'll go back and look for it. When I find it, I'll come back to find you."

With that, he turned and left.

"Brother An!" Yun Jiao grabbed his sleeve with a teary gaze and her gentle voice was filled with sadness and helplessness: "Are you angry at me, Brother An?"

"Princess, you worry too much." Mu Yi An pulled back his sleeve.

With nothing left in her hands, Yun Jiao felt even more wronged and upset. "Then why did Brother An want to exchange my embroidered purse?"

Mu Yi'an suddenly turned around, his tall and straight figure slowly bowing.

This was the first time she saw his slightly bent back, and heard him say in that strange and calm voice, "Princess, you are destined to be the Empress, and I am only a general of the border. How could I dare to use the money the Empress made for me?"

The corners of her lips trembled, and she couldn't even speak. After a long while, she said, "Good, good, good. Yun Jiao finally understood. You are a general, but I am the Empress. It has long been a different story."

"It's good that the Empress understands." He did not show any trace of pity, as if he was treating a stranger.

Looking at his respectful expression, Yun Jiao's face showed an expression she had never seen before. The blow, the pain, the disbelief, and even the sliver of confusion. She felt as if something was slipping from her hands.

She whispered, "Brother An once said that no matter where I go or what I do in the future, you will support me and protect me. I didn't expect you to break your promise so quickly."

"Mu Yi'an didn't go back on his words. What Mu Yi'an has done now is to support the princess. If the princess wants it, Mu Yi'an will definitely do his best to help you do it." He cupped his hands once more with great care. "I hope that the princess will take the overall situation seriously and not let your heart be disturbed by your son and daughter's private feelings."

Yun Jiao's face was burning. Muyi was slapping her face, he was saying, isn't this what you wanted? I gave it to you, why aren't you satisfied?

He knew. He knew that all of this was his scheme. He had seen through her thoughts, and that was why he was so ruthless.

She laughed self-deprecatingly and retreated a few steps back, as if she had no strength left in her body, wanting to find a place to lean: "That's right, I shouldn't have cared about my feelings for you, and I shouldn't have met you again. You and I have already reached the end of our road, why should I think about you again …"

Mu Yi felt pain in his heart. Yun Jiao was, after all, a woman that he had loved for many years, a childhood sweetheart of his. Although he could restrain his feelings, when he heard these words, he still felt a deep sense of helplessness and heartache.

"Princess, things have already come to this point. Why don't we go with the wind?"

"Men are ungrateful, but their words are quite dexterous." She looked at him with tears in her eyes. Suddenly, she tripped and her body fell from the edge of the pavilion like a kite with its string cut.

"Yun Jiao!" Mu Yi An strode forward and wrapped his arm around her waist, saving her.

Yun Jiao took the opportunity to embrace his body and looked at him with a frightened expression.

"Are you all right? Are you hurt? " Mu Yi An asked worriedly.

Yun Jiao pressed her body against his chest. "Brother An, I knew you would care about me."

"Cough cough, sorry to interrupt."

At that moment, a voice interrupted.

Mu Yi An looked back into a pair of smiling eyes. After a moment of astonishment, he realized that their positions were too ambiguous. A feeling of shame suddenly arose in his heart as he pushed Yun Jiao away.

Princess Yun Jiao was at the edge of the pavilion to begin with, and with a push from him, she was pushed back. Plop —

He plunged his head into the lotus pond...