The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!-Chapter 118: Really Asking for a Beating Again
The eaves are covered in snow, creating a silver-clad green tile scene.
Wei Zhao’s condition isn’t good, beads of sweat are forming on his forehead.
His face is as pale as paper, trembling violently as needles penetrate, big gulps of blood spill from his mouth corners.
He’s in extreme pain, veins bulging under his skin. Yet, he doesn’t utter a single sound.
This endurance even makes Elder Ge feel a pang of sympathy.
"General, would you like to take a break first?"
Wei Zhao opened his eyes slowly, "No need to dawdle."
He spoke slowly, "Still got a breath in me."
Elder Ge: ...
"The acupuncture varies each time, as do the points, it’ll get harder and harder to endure each time after this."
He doesn’t need to say it; Wei Zhao knows it too.
Wei Zhao to himself: "Your acupuncture technique could use some improvement."
Elder Ge: ...
Alright, alright, now he’s blaming me.
Guess there’s no need to rest!
This calamity, Wei Zhao, won’t die!
Elder Ge wiped the blood off Wei Zhao’s mouth, deliberately applied the final needle, and watched over him for a moment. When Wei Zhao’s condition stabilized somewhat, he fed him an elixir.
He came at the break of dawn, and by the time he inserted the last needle, it was already pitch black outside.
He carried his medicine box and left.
Yu Tingwan had been waiting outside all the while.
Hearing the noise, she stood up from the wooden bench.
Elder Ge didn’t stay for dinner, he just gave a few words of advice and hurried back to the post station.
Wei Shouzhong escorted him out of the alley, and Hui Niang went to heat the congee.
Yu Tingwan ran into the room to check on Wei Zhao.
She squatted at the edge of the couch, staring at the man without blinking.
"Is husband alright?"
Wei Zhao had no energy, his lips moved, but no sound came out.
Yu Tingwan deciphered three words from his lip movement.
Luckily, he is sickly now, otherwise, it would seem a bit arrogant.
——Try it yourself.
Yu Tingwan: ...
Really deserves another beating.
Yu Tingwan: "I understand."
She boldly lied with unusual sincerity in her tone: "Husband means that seeing me made you feel so joyful that the pain vanished."
Wei Zhao didn’t even have the strength to pull a smile.
Her heartache was fake; his breaking was real.
Yu Tingwan took a cloth to wipe the sweat off his forehead and then his hands.
She didn’t jest any further.
Nor did she ask anything.
She had no intention of probing deeper.
After attending to these, she ran out again, bringing back congee from the kitchen.
The congee was perfectly cooked, with diced mushrooms and tender shredded chicken.
The aroma was rich, simply mouthwatering.
He ate little in the morning and didn’t eat at noon. It was deep into the night now.
But the weak Wei Zhao couldn’t eat anything at that moment.
However, even if he felt nauseous, he had to eat something.
He lacked the strength, just intended to indicate eating later, yet the girl suddenly sat him up with careful support.
Yu Tingwan tested the temperature, scooped a spoonful and brought it to his lips.
Wei Zhao paused slightly.
He looked at Yu Tingwan.
The girl’s red lips and white teeth, delicate eyebrows, truly a beauty. But under the dim light, she appeared particularly gentle. Especially with a mole at the corner of her eye, adding more allure to her charm.
The way she fed wasn’t incredibly skilled, but she did it meticulously.
As if her whole heart and eyes were upon him.
Perhaps seeing no response from him, Yu Tingwan tilted her head slightly in puzzlement.
"Husband?"
Yu Tingwan: "Why are you looking at me?"
Eat!
After asking, she seemed to suddenly understand.
"Finish the congee first, there’s no rush to look at me. Besides, your wife won’t run away."
Wei Zhao’s Adam’s apple moved, his eyes fluttered, he slowly lowered his gaze and opened his mouth under her urging.
The portion of congee wasn’t much, yet Wei Zhao stopped after eating half.
Recalling Elder Ge’s advice before leaving. He said if he can eat, eat, don’t force if he can’t. Yu Tingwan didn’t force it, helped him lie back down.
"You didn’t sleep during the day; rest early."
Wei Zhao indeed was very sleepy, his eyelids heavy.
Yu Tingwan took the congee back to the kitchen to keep it warm, thinking that the man might want to eat some when he wakes at night.
She washed up a bit and then lay down on the bed.
As the night deepens, the moon casts a dim glow, and as it climbs atop the branches, it leaves mottled shadows on the ground.
Elder Ge didn’t return to the post station.
He headed directly to a rather inconspicuous smithy.
Shunzi was holding an iron hammer, smiled upon seeing him.
"What a rare guest."
Elder Ge glanced at him: "Where is he?"
Shunzi pointed with a finger: "Inside."
Elder Ge took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and tossed it over.
"You mentioned your mother wasn’t well last time, here’s something to strengthen her body."
Saying so, he headed inside.
Rong Di heard the conversation outside, and as someone came in, he couldn’t wait to ask, "Did the General have any instructions?"
Elder Ge didn’t speak, took out the letter Wei Zhao gave him.
He: "That..."
Rong Di: "What?"
Elder Ge: "Last time, when you led a group of brothers, what petty theft did you do?"
He felt it wasn’t anything good.
Rong Di calmly dismantled the letter, "Nothing much."
"Just emptied Old Dong’s secret chamber of its treasures."
Rong Di: "You wouldn’t know, the secret chamber is piled up with gold bars, forming mountains. There’s also countless gold, silver, and jewels."
Thinking of the shady dealings of the Dong Family, he felt disgusted.
Elder Ge: !!!
Such a good thing, why didn’t you call me!
Rong Di complained: "There were even various sizes of Luminous Pearls embedded on the wall, I scraped them off all night."
"The General gave me a heavy responsibility, I must excel. The secret chamber is now emptied, completely bare. If it weren’t for the door being too heavy, I would’ve dismantled it and taken it too."
After saying, he looked at the letter.
Stunned.
Soon, Rong Di became full of vigor.
He looked at Elder Ge with burning eyes.
"A list of officials confined in four cities, give me one quickly!"
Rong Di: "The General instructed me to confiscate their homes before the Court sends people over."
"The Dong Family is so rich, I’m sure others aren’t simple either."
"No matter if it’s their valuable things or the worthless weeds in their yard, as long as I’m around, it all bears the surname Wei now! All belongs to the General!"
Elder Ge: ...
Crazy.
No wonder despite his expertise in martial arts, Rong Di was never promoted by Wei Zhao to Deputy General, staying in the Wei Family Army.
However, Elder Ge was very puzzled.
"The General’s personal wealth isn’t insubstantial, with the properties of the Duke Shun Mansion left from generations past, and his own private businesses. Normally, the General doesn’t seem to care much for these external possessions, so why suddenly..."
He couldn’t understand.
After all, under normal circumstances, Wei Zhao never treated money as money.
When there’s gold in the way, he wouldn’t pick it up, nor ignore it.
He would kick it aside.
Kick it far away, kind of.
Just to compare if this time it went further than the last.
"Really."
Rong Di, immersed in it, couldn’t help but express his pride: "The General only entrusted this matter to me, it shows I’m the most reliable in his eyes."
He provided an example: "Chi Yu, that fool, doesn’t even know the General is still alive."
"And you? Can’t help but be blinded by wealth."
Rong Di: "It’s just the money under some corrupt officials’ tables! Easy peasy!"
"If the General wants the national treasury, I wouldn’t hesitate!"
