[The Queen Returns: The Sequel to My Brother-in-Law's Glory] (Part 4, Chapter 33)

Part Four,
Chapter 33:
I don't know what I'm jealous of. Su Zhitang is just the wife of one of my enemies. She's not bad looking,
but she's past her prime. Almost any woman around me is better than her. But the moment I conquered
her, I wanted to possess her, to own her. Her alluring charm deeply attracted me. Unfortunately, I could only
watch helplessly as Su Zhitang became Luo Bi's possession.
Why? Why should I yield? I want to possess the women I like, whether it's ten, a hundred,
a thousand. Why should I yield? Who is Luo Bi? Why should I give him face? Just
because I felt guilty for taking Chu Hui away? Just because Xiaoyue is Luo Bi's daughter?
I slammed on the gas, and on the deserted highway in the dead of night, my black BMW shot towards the sky like a bolt of lightning. My
courage swelled, my blood boiled, and in the vast darkness, my heart gradually fractured, becoming greedy and
insatiable. I knew I possessed almost everything—money, women—yet I was still unsatisfied.
I was easily tempted, yet I couldn't indulge in those temptations at will.
Glancing at the rearview mirror, I sneered at the man in it. He was nothing more than a nouveau riche, powerless, without
status, even giving up the woman he liked. Heh heh, Li Zhonghan, Li Zhonghan, do you think you're a good person?
Do you think that by being so humble, Robin won't hold a grudge against you? Don't be so naive. Chu Hui is so perfect;
you forcibly snatched her from Robin's grasp. Do you think he'll swallow this insult?
"What can he do? What can Robbie do to me..."
I honked the horn and slammed on the gas. My howl tore through the air. A thick, hot current
swirled around my lower abdomen, as if searching for an outlet. My chest felt unbearably tight. I kept yelling and panting.
My mouth was dry, and my eyes were sore. It felt like all the moisture in my body had been evaporated by the heat. How I longed for water!
Suddenly, a car on the other side shone its headlights blindingly at me. I instinctively closed my
eyes, but in that brief moment, a sharp horn blared closer and closer. When I opened my eyes again, I was horrified
to find my BMW veered off course and into the oncoming lane, heading head-on into a speeding truck.
I yelled "Oh no!" and frantically swerved the steering wheel to the right. In a flash, my BMW narrowly
missed the truck. My mouth dropped open; my heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst. Thank goodness! I
patted my chest, shifted to a lower gear, and slammed on the brakes. Huh? What happened? My brakes! I slammed on
the brakes, but no, God, I pressed the brakes again, again, again… The car sped off like a runaway horse. I saw oncoming
cars, I saw a bend, I saw roadblocks. I frantically pulled out the keys, but the car did
n't stop at all. I screamed, a piercing scream. I tried to open the car door, but it was too late.
The car crashed violently into a roadside building with a huge roar. The car was thrown into the air, and my vision blurred
…
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, my ears rang, I heard continuous horns, and the sounds of battle were deafening all around. Blood was everywhere, dead
bodies…
I don't know how much time passed before I slowly opened my eyes. Before me was a sky full of dark clouds, and a large
crowd of people who looked like beggars.
"General, the General is awake! Quick, bring water..."
Many people were shouting. They were disheveled, covered in wounds, and dressed in strange clothes. Someone helped me sit up,
holding a smelly leather bag to my mouth. I opened my mouth and drank desperately. Oh, I was so thirsty!
After finally drinking enough, I slowly looked around and found that everyone was a strangely dressed man. However, I
could tell at a glance that they were soldiers, ancient soldiers. Some of them were even wearing armor. Good heavens, where am I
? I remember I was in a car accident, a terrible one. I grabbed my throbbing head and gasped for breath:
"Who am I? Where am I?"
The person supporting me choked back tears. "The General is delirious! General, you must hold on!"
A thin man, covered in blood with his arm bandaged, was clearly badly injured, but he ignored it all and
worried for me. "Why haven't we found a doctor yet? Can the army medic save him?"
A rather young soldier next to him looked on with a sorrowful expression, gazing sadly at the scattered corpses on the hillside
. "The army medic is dead. This is a desolate wilderness. The nearest post station is at least thirty li away. It will take at least four
or five hours, and at most half a day, to get there and back. If we can't find a doctor, the General..."
Among the large crowd of onlookers, a burly man who looked like an officer shouted angrily, "Zhao San, shut your
mouth! The General was slashed three times and shot twice, yet he still woke up. This is fate! Even the King of Hell is afraid of our
General and dares not take his soul. Even if there is no doctor, there is no need to worry. The General will definitely pull through."
"Yes, General, you'll definitely hold on."
The thin man slowly knelt down, glanced at me, then suddenly turned and shouted to the crowd, "Let's
re-bandage the General's wounds first. Ge Cunli, go find a warhorse that's still alive, collect some horse blood, boil it for the General to drink,
hurry!"
A burly soldier drew a large sword with a "whoosh" and went off, his movements incredibly agile. The crowd
gathered around and carried me to a stretcher. Despite their fierce and murderous appearance, they were surprisingly meticulous
, knowing to line the stretcher with dry grass. The stretcher was sturdy, with two branches as thick as bowls
bound tightly together with dense leather ropes, and then covered with dry grass. Lying on it felt like lying on a soft cushion. I thanked them repeatedly
, and as I lay on the stretcher, I began to remember. The scene before me was so strange; could it be a hallucination? But I
really felt pain all over my body. This was definitely not a hallucination. Had I inexplicably arrived in a strange dynasty?
At this moment, the burly man who looked like an officer suddenly laughed, "The sun has risen in the west! The General is
thanking us? This is the first time I, Tan Weitian, have heard this in the six months I've followed him."
Everyone roared with laughter. Tan Weitian, with a "hiss," ripped open my clothes, revealing my battered
chest. The others used knives to cut off all my clothing. Tan Weitian glanced unintentionally at my
genitals and suddenly cried out, "The General truly is a General! Even his penis is this big! The General's legend..."
"Little Zhang, the soldier, has been saying everywhere that the general's penis is big. Now that I've seen it with my own eyes, it's indeed impressive!"
someone said. "More than just impressive, it's like Mount Tai in awe!"
"Haha."
A burst of laughter erupted. Some people were bandaging me, others were applying medicine. I was
trembling all over from the pain. I thought to myself, since I am the great general, I must not be a coward in front of my soldiers. No matter how much pain I'm in, I must pretend that nothing is wrong. With that thought,
I gritted my teeth, looked up at the gray sky, and refused to utter a sound
. The soldiers around me looked at me with admiration.
"Tan Weitian?"
I gasped for breath, trying to talk to distract myself from the excruciating pain.
"Your subordinate is here."
Tan Weitian replied as he anxiously tied a blood-stained bandage around my chest. The pain made me see
stars. I thought to myself: Heaven is really unfair. Sending me back to the past is not to enjoy happiness, but to torture me.
There was no other way; since I was already here, I might as well make the best of it and find a way to survive. Suddenly, my will to live
surged, and I blurted out, "I'm completely confused right now. I can't remember anything. Can you...can you
tell me what era this is, what my name is, what happened?
Tell me everything!"
Zhao San exclaimed, "Heavens! The General has amnesia!"
I said impatiently, "Speak quickly!"
"General, please calm down. This humble general is inarticulate. Let Military Advisor Shen speak to you,"
Tan Weitian, perhaps of higher rank, was directing the others in bandaging me and had no interest in talking to me.
Seeing this, the skinny man hurriedly knelt down beside me, clasping his hands in a fist salute: "I, strategist Shen Huaifeng, report to General Li
, this dynasty is in the ninth year of Tianyou. Long live the Emperor! The General and the Emperor are close relatives, both surnamed Li
, and your honorable name is Zhonghan."
"What?"
I exclaimed in surprise, thinking, "Could it be such a coincidence? In ancient times, was there a
general with the same name as me?" A thought struck me: I remembered Grandma Wu saying that Xiaojun's past life was a princess,
and that the princess died for a general. Could I be the general that princess loved? Could I have really returned to
my past life?
My mind raced. Seeing the soldiers staring at me in astonishment, I decided to stop Shen Huaifeng from continuing. After thinking
for a long time, I stammered, "Do you know who the most beautiful woman in the world is? Telling me might help me
regain my memory."
As soon as I finished speaking, the soldiers surrounding me exchanged glances for a moment, then burst into wild laughter.
The man who had been supporting my neck behind me even spat saliva onto my face. "General, you truly are a hero! Even with
amnesia, you still think about the most beautiful woman in the world!
" someone laughed. "As the saying goes..." "Old habits die hard, haha."
Just then, someone started singing a tune: "Little cotton-padded jacket, close to my heart, warm on my body thinking of my love, red bib,
wrapped inside, thinking of my brother carrying me to bed..."
I looked around in surprise, and after listening carefully for a while, I realized that it was a vulgar folk song. As they sang, this gentle
tune, once it started, could not be stopped. Everyone continued to sing, and the tune changed more and more as they sang, singing with great passion.
In the end, almost everyone in the mountains and fields was singing. For a time, the sound shook the wilderness, and the momentum was like a rainbow. It did not sound like a flirtatious
tune at all, but rather like a marching song.
I couldn't help but ask, "What kind of tune is this?"
Tan Weitian laughed loudly, "Haha, this is a little tune that the general specially wrote for He Bihan, the most beautiful woman in the world.
Now, all the soldiers and civilians on our border can hum a few lines. When we go to war, even if we face an enemy that attacks twice as many times as we want
, as long as we sing this tune together, the army's morale will be boosted, and the enemy will be terrified."
"Is it really that exaggerated?"
I was quite surprised. I didn't expect that besides leading troops into battle, I could also write little tunes. But
why is this most beautiful woman in the world named He Bihan instead of Li Xiangjun? I remember Grandma Wu saying that Li Xiangjun was the most beautiful woman.
Could it be that Grandma Wu was talking nonsense?
Seeing my bewildered expression, everyone shook their heads and sighed. The battlefield was still shrouded in smoke, and the song echoed
through the sky, sounding incredibly moving. Suddenly, I felt a surge of pride.
I lay back, closed my eyes, and listened. When the song paused, I opened my eyes and casually asked, "Do you remember our most beautiful woman in the world is named Li Xiangjun? Has anyone
heard of her…?"
Tan Weitian was shocked. His gaze drifted to a portly civil official not far away, and he exclaimed urgently, "Oh dear, General, not
only have you lost your memory, but you're also confused! This… this cannot be said; it would offend the Emperor's majesty!"
I was quite surprised. Following Tan Weitian's gaze, I looked at the portly civil official and couldn't help but ask, "Offend
the Emperor's majesty?"
Seeing the soldiers looking at me nervously, I wondered, who is this portly civil official? Everyone
seems afraid of him, but I am the Great General, the supreme commander of the army. Should I still be afraid of someone? Covered in
wounds and looking like I was about to die, what did I have to fear from the Emperor's wrath? My face hardened, and I roared, "My brothers
are risking their lives for the country, how have they offended the Emperor's wrath? Please, strategist, continue. Give me a general overview first, and I'll question you in detail later."
The fat civil official suddenly stood up and walked towards me, giving me a sinister smile. "Since the General has lost his memory,
there's no need to take his words seriously. I hope the General will rest well and lead the army to kill the enemy as soon as possible to repay the Emperor's grace .
I, Qian, will certainly report to His Majesty in detail the merits of everyone's sacrifice for the country, hoping for commendation."
As he spoke, he clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shen Huaifeng. "Strategist Shen, I'll trouble you to look after the General. I'll go and take stock of
the losses in this battle."
Shen Huaifeng returned the salute. "Thank you, Commander Qian."
The fat man gave me another sinister smile before sauntering away. His sinister eyes left a very deep
impression on me. After he was far away, I whispered, "Who was he?"
"Reporting to the General, he is none other than Qian Jizhong, the Emperor's trusted confidant and also the appointed military commander."

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