A whirlwind marriage: The real heiress marries a warlord.

The driver of the car behind was knocked unconscious.

The front of the car was completely smashed, and the fuel tank was hissing and smoking.

Cheng Tianxun's car was quite large and heavy. Even so, a large dent was found in the rear of his trunk.

He slammed on the gas pedal, and the car sped forward.

They hadn't driven far when the car behind them caught fire, and only the passenger in the front seat stumbled and fell out.

Cheng Tianxun stopped the car, went over, and grabbed the man. The man had been hit hard; blood was streaming down his forehead, blurring his vision.

After asking a few questions, Cheng Tianxun fired his gun.

The car caught fire, and Cheng Tianxun took the opportunity to throw the man who had been shot in the leg back at it.

Behind them was a sea of ​​fire, and passersby on the street screamed in fright and ran far away; someone went to report it to the police station.

The night was dimmed by the firelight on half the street.

Amidst the chaos, Cheng Tianxun drove back.

Back at the villa, Qin Yan was unsteady on her feet when she got out of the car and slumped back into the passenger seat.

Cheng Tianxun bent down and squeezed in: "Were you startled?"

Qin Yan composed himself: "No. When you were in the car accident, I hit my head."

The swaying was quite intense; as her body rocked back and forth, her head bumped against the car seat twice.

She felt a little nauseous.

As soon as she stood up, she felt dizzy and, fearing she would lose her balance, sat back down.

"Call the army doctor to take a look." Cheng Tianxun picked her up.

Qin Yan was carried upstairs.

She walked from the bedroom to the bathroom, just a few steps, but her stomach still felt churning, so she lay down and vomited.

When Cheng Tianxun heard the noise, she had already vomited up her dinner.

She wanted to call him out, but she didn't have much strength in her hands.

Cheng Tianxun seemed oblivious to the vomit and asked her, "Are you done throwing up?"

Qin Yan nodded.

He carried her out, gave her a glass of water to rinse her mouth, and grabbed a vase to use as a spittoon.

"Are you pregnant?" he asked.

His brows furrowed slightly, it was hard to tell whether it was from worry or displeasure.

Qin Yan: "I'm not pregnant, I'm sure of it. I hit my head."

Cheng Tianxun: "When I was training, my master would hold my head and hit it against an iron bell. I would only feel dizzy for a while, but I wouldn't vomit."

Qin Yan: "..."

"I care about you," he added.

Qin Yan was unable to speak.

Cheng Tianxun observed her, touched the back of her head, and felt a small bump; looking at her pale face, he was a little worried.

She seemed even more transparent, as if she were about to melt away and drift away with the wind.

Cheng Tianxun instructed the maid to tidy up and urged the adjutant on duty at the villa: "Go and fetch the military doctor immediately. He must be here in twenty minutes."

The adjutant should be.

The military doctor arrived in about fifteen minutes.

Qin Yan still felt nauseous. However, she lay still and was able to hold it in.

"She hit her head," the military doctor said. "If the young mistress is worried, she can stay in the hospital for a few days."

Qin Yan refused, saying, "It's not that serious."

She doesn't like hospitals.

"Then rest. No need for medication," the military doctor said. "If the drowsiness is severe, you'll still need to go to the military hospital."

Qin Yan said, "Okay."

After the military doctor left, Cheng Tianxun saw that she was listless and felt a little helpless.

He wasn't a military doctor and had never cared for the wounded.

Qin Yan didn't look like a lively, energetic person.

She's going to break.

"Are you really not going to the military hospital?" he asked.

Qin Yan: "I'm going to sleep for a while."

"Okay, you go to sleep. Call me if you feel unwell," he said.

He didn't go upstairs, but took some documents and read them on the sofa in the outer room; when he couldn't concentrate, he came over to check on Qin Yan after a while.

Qin Yan was sleeping soundly.

Cheng Tianxun remembered what the military doctor had said: be careful she might faint.

He shook her: "Qin Yan?"

Qin Yan was shaken awake.

"It's okay, you can go back to sleep."

Qin Yan: "..."

That night, Qin Yan was woken up three times by him, so she decided to stay at the military hospital so that she could at least get a good night's sleep.

Cheng Tianxun agreed.

He said, "I'm not busy these days, so I can go to the military hospital to keep you company."

Qin Yan: "..."

She told him very frankly that she didn't want to stay at the villa to recuperate because he had kept her up all night.

Cheng Tianxun was not annoyed by these words.

"Take good care of yourself. Have the army doctor report your condition to me daily. Come back when you're better," he said.

Qin Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

She discovered that Cheng Tianxun had one good quality: he dealt with matters objectively and didn't let emotions cloud his judgment.

The couple quickly reached a consensus.

Cheng Tianxun was about to personally take Qin Yan to the military hospital when the phone rang.

The adjutant took the call and told Cheng Tianxun, "It's from the warlord; he's very angry."

Cheng Tianxun said calmly, "Tell the warlord that after I take the young mistress to the military hospital, I will go to the military government."

The adjutant went to tell them.

Qin Yan could hear the warlord's roar over the other end of the phone, even from across half the living room.

She said, "Lieutenant Qian will drive me to the hospital. You go and handle your official business."

The car that was following them was burned last night. The driver was unconscious, and the passenger in the front seat was beaten in the leg by Cheng Tianxun and thrown back. It's estimated that neither of them managed to escape.

Even at night, arson and murder in the street are extremely heinous.

This is the southern part of the city, where the military and government are separated. In addition to the military government, there is also a cabinet and a puppet presidential palace controlled by the cabinet. It is not the warlord who has the final say.

Qin Yan could understand Cheng Tianxun's actions: he had been followed twice in the city, which seriously offended his authority.

Next time, it might not be following them, but assassination.

The first time you can say it was an "accident," but if you don't take it seriously the second time, he's a pushover, and nobody will take him seriously anymore.

At such a young age, he was able to establish prestige in the military government without the support of the warlord; it was all thanks to his decisiveness and ruthless methods.

In today's world, wanting to "follow the rules" is nothing more than being a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of others.

The warlord himself could do things, but he forbade his sons to do them.

To be precise, Cheng Tianxun is not allowed to do it.

He was lenient with his eldest son Cheng Tianrui and his third son Cheng Tianyu, but very strict with Cheng Tianxun.

"Lieutenant Qian, tell the Governor's wife that I'm seriously injured and hospitalized," Qin Yan said.

She wanted to play the victim, gain sympathy, reduce the pressure on Cheng Tianxun, and allow the veterans in the army to find excuses for him.

Her mother-in-law is extremely knowledgeable about military affairs. Upon hearing this, she should understand Qin Yan's intentions and will come to visit him in a grand manner.

Qin Yan's hospitalization is unlikely to be a peaceful affair.

She endured her dizziness while thinking of a solution.

The warlord's wife heard about Cheng Tianxun's matter early in the morning.

The warlord stayed at his official residence last night, and his adjutant told him about it at breakfast. His wife didn't say a word at the time.

After the warlord left in a huff, the lady wanted to send someone to find Cheng Tianxun's adjutant to see if he knew anything about it, so she could come up with a plan.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Tianxun's men didn't arrive, but Qin Yan's men did.

"She's really clever," the warlord's wife thought.

Her son doesn't need a marriage alliance because he has the support of both the Cheng and Xiang families, so his marriage doesn't need to be a bargaining chip.

When the warlord's wife first met Qin Yan, she sensed a connection with her "kind" and felt that this woman was intelligent and beautiful, and suitable to be the young warlord's wife.

Qin Yan's words were rude, but the warlord's wife wasn't too angry; she appreciated the sharp edge Qin Yan possessed.

She wasn't wrong about it.

They've been married for a year, and Qin Yan has never disappointed the warlord's wife. Whether as a newspaper owner or a young mistress, she excels in every aspect.

Qin Yan reacted quickly to the unexpected event.

"Someone, go to the old house and tell the second concubine and the eldest young mistress to visit the sick," the warlord's wife said. "Also, spread the word that the young mistress is injured. I also need to go to the military hospital."

After being admitted to the military hospital, Qin Yan took the opportunity to doze off and catch up on sleep.

Unexpectedly, just as she was falling asleep, the nurse nudged her, afraid she would faint, and woke her up abruptly.

Qin Yan: "..."