Wrong Night, the Iron-Blooded General's Bed-Washing Record

[Shuangjie+Marriage first, love later+Chasing his wife in the crematorium+Tough man's tenderness] Three months into their wedding, the secret news that Zhenbei General Xiao Lin washed the couch sheets overnight spread throughout the military camp. It is said that this cold-faced murderer killed many people on the battlefield, but when he returned home, he was helpless with a silk bed - because he was drunk at the celebration party last night, he mistakenly broke into the boudoir of his young wife Shen Qingci, who lived in a separate room. "General, my subordinates come and take a shower..." "Get out!" Xiao Lin tightly guarded the brocade stained red and wine-stained on the couch, and his ears burned redder than the beacon fire at the border. He remembered all the absurdities of last night: the "pain" she cried with, the teeth marks she bit on his shoulder, and the way she curled up in the corner of the couch and shivered when he woke up this morning. The whole capital laughed: After all, it was the concubine of the Shen family who had the upper hand in this marriage given by the emperor. That night, the bedroom of the General's Mansion was brightly lit with candles. He re-paved the bed with washed brocade, knelt on one knee in front of the bed, and held the military talisman and the He Li Shu in front of her: "CiCi, choose one." "My life, or the rest of my life?"