"His luck is really good, he even became a general."
The moment the lady in the floral pattern said this, Li Guifen became unhappy and frowned, "What do you mean by luck? It's because Tingfan is capable. If you don't understand, don't speak nonsense."
The coachman also disliked what the floral-patterned lady said. Those living on the frontier know the realities of war well; no general relies on luck to attain their position, they earn it through life-and-death battles.
"General Song didn't rely on luck. A while ago, he fought against traitors and got stabbed in the chest—he was close to losing his life."
Li Guifen's face changed dramatically, and she asked anxiously, "Is he alright now?"
Seeing she was startled, the coachman hurriedly shook his head, "He's fine, he's fine, the wound is healing well."
Lin Han, carrying meat to the door, happened to hear his wife's voice, thinking something had happened, he rushed over, "What's going on, what's going on?"
