Red Mansion: After being expelled from the family, I was granted the title of Marquis of Mobei

Chapter 7 Mutual Confession
However, Jia Jue is no longer the scholar he used to be. Now, Jia Jue is promoted to the rank of General of the Imperial Guards and granted the title of Marquis of Guanjun. He is definitely a powerful figure in the emperor's heart.

On the other hand, in the Sheng family, Sheng Minglan was born a concubine's daughter, and Sheng Hong has only been promoted one level over the years, from the fifth rank to the regular fifth rank, that's all.

The eldest daughter of the Sheng family only married the second son of the Zhongqin Marquis's mansion and could not even inherit the title. Even so, the Sheng family was already marrying up.

Not to mention the second son of Earl Zhongqin, even Earl Zhongqin himself had to be trembling with fear and serve Jia Jue carefully when he met him.

This shows how big the power gap is between the current Sheng family and Jia Jue, the Marquis of Guanjun.

That's why Sheng Minglan was pessimistic, thinking that Jia Jue would definitely not think about renewing their relationship with her, but would choose to marry a noble lady from a wealthy family.

After sensing Sheng Minglan's thoughts, Jia Jue looked at her firmly and said.

"Minglan, I know you are an excellent woman in this world, with first-class character and appearance."

"If nothing had happened back then, you and I would have been engaged."

"The reason I faked my own death and left without saying goodbye was because the matter was of great importance. If it were to get out, it would bring disaster upon the Sheng family, with their entire property confiscated and their entire family exterminated."

"You said I wanted you to be my concubine. How is that possible?"

"I've already asked, you haven't arranged marriage in the past few years, and the young Taoist priest from Yuqing Temple just said that you often come to worship and offer sacrifices to my parents' tablets, fulfilling your filial duty on my behalf."

"You've shed countless tears for me over the past few years. I will never make you cry again."

"Minglan, I want you to be my wife and mistress of my mansion."

"If you are still willing to marry me, I will go to the Sheng family to ask for marriage tomorrow. Minglan, look at me and tell me, are you still willing to marry me?"

Looking at Jia Jue's sincere and affectionate eyes, Sheng Minglan could no longer hold back her tears and hugged Jia Jue and burst into tears.

How could she not want to marry Jia Jue?

Fifteen-year-old Sheng Minglan fell in love with seventeen-year-old Jia Jue at first sight, and the two were attracted to each other.

Sheng Hong and Sheng Changbai were also very willing to match the two of them up.

After all, Sheng Changbai highly respected Jia Jue's character and talent, and Jia Jue came from a good family, so he was not worried that Sheng Minglan would suffer with Jia Jue.

If it weren't for the Ning and Rong mansions framing Jia Jue and seizing the family property, which forced Jia Jue to act violently, the two would have been married for a long time now.

Over the past three years, Sheng Minglan has never been able to forget Jia Jue, and she has spent countless nights in indescribable grief.

Every time she came to Yuqing Temple to worship her biological mother, she would also worship the tablets of Jia Jue's parents.

In her heart, she had long been Jia Jue's.

Now hearing Jia Jue say these words to her in person, Sheng Minglan suddenly felt that all the suffering she had endured over the past three years was worth it.

Xiaotao, who was standing by, was also infected by the sad atmosphere and started wiping away her tears.

Jia Jue said as he gently stroked Sheng Minglan's back.

"Okay, Minglan, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore."

"What happened in the past is in the past. This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the guest room in the backyard and talk."

Sheng Minglan wiped her tears and nodded. Then they all went to the backyard and found an empty room to talk.

Sheng Minglan said with a sob.

"What happened back then? Why did you fake your death and leave without saying goodbye?" Jia Jue sighed and told everything that happened three years ago.

"The Ning and Rong families have bullied me too much. In order to seize my property, they framed me and expelled me from the family. If I can't avenge them, I will have lived in vain."

"In a rage, I broke into the Rongguo Mansion at night and crippled both legs of that vicious woman's son. Then I set fire to the Rongguo Mansion."

"I knew this incident would inevitably cause a huge uproar, so in order to avoid implicating you and the Sheng family, I set fire to the courtyard where I lived after leaving Rongguo Mansion. The corpse inside was a body I had stolen in advance."

"Then I fled all the way north and joined the Northern Zhen Army's Death Squad. I don't know how many times I rolled among the dead before I finally made it to this day."

"Minglan, I have been thinking about you all the time during these three years."

"But I can't contact you. I'm worried that if the Rongguo Mansion finds out that I'm still alive and in contact with you, they will never let you go. Even the Sheng family will be implicated."

"Fortunately, I finally made it through and returned to Beijing triumphantly."

"From today on, I can be with you openly and honestly. I can protect you and the Sheng family."

After listening to Jia Jue's words, Sheng Minglan held Jia Jue's hand with heartache and said.

"You, you have suffered a lot over the years."

Sheng Minglan's words made even Jia Jue, a man of iron and blood who had experienced hundreds of battles and killed countless people, tremble in his heart.

Looking back on the past, it was bitter. How could it not be bitter?

Jia Jue was the first to join the Zhenbei Army. In order to make a name for himself as soon as possible, he directly chose to join the Death Squadron, which had the highest casualty rate.

You have to know that only serious criminals and those who violate military discipline will enter the Death Squad, and there is no chance of survival.

But as long as one can survive three battles in the Death Squad, he can directly obtain the military rank of captain and be promoted to a mid-level general in the army.

Jia Jue was the only one who voluntarily joined the Death Squad, survived three bloody battles, and was successfully promoted to captain, which broke the record of the Zhenbei Army for decades.

Similarly, Jia Jue is the only person in the army who has won the four major military merits: being the first to reach the enemy line, breaking through the enemy's formation, beheading the general, and capturing the flag.

It was precisely because of his hard-working military achievements that Jia Jue was promoted repeatedly. Finally, he led his troops deep into Mobei as the deputy marshal of the Zhenbei Army and the commander of the Zhenbei Army cavalry, completing the decisive battle in Mobei between the Great Zhou and the Xiongnu.

Although Jia Jue had signed in and gained the courage of a king when he chose to join the Death Squad, the courage of a king is not the body of a diamond after all, and Jia Jue is still a mortal.

Jia Jue himself couldn't remember how many injuries he had suffered or how much blood he had shed.

As for sleeping in the open air, climbing on ice and lying in the snow, it is commonplace.

After three years of military service, Jia Jue felt that his heart had become as hard as iron.

But after Sheng Minglan said those caring words with heartache, Jia Jue had to admit that his defenses were broken.

Only at this moment did Jia Jue deeply realize what it meant that even the toughest steel could not withstand the softest silk.

Looking at the silent Jia Jue, Sheng Minglan understood everything.

Although the two had been separated for three years, Sheng Minglan always remembered that Jia Jue was a handsome scholar with a handsome face, who was witty, humorous, suave, and had the temperament of a scholar.

However, after many years of military career, Jia Jue was no longer the handsome young man he used to be.

(End of this chapter)