The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 118 really deserves another beating.
The eaves are covered with snow, and the green tiles are adorned with silver.

Wei Zhao was in bad shape, with large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

His face was as white as paper, and as the needle fell, his body trembled violently, and large mouthfuls of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

He was in excruciating pain, the veins on his hands bulging. Yet he didn't utter a single utterance.

This forbearance even made Old Ge feel sorry for him.

"General, would you like to pause for a moment?"

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids and said quietly, "No need to dawdle."

He said slowly, "He's still breathing."

Old Ge: ...

"The needling techniques are different each time, and the acupoints also change. The next few times will be more and more difficult."

Wei Zhao knew without him saying it.

He said to himself, "Your acupuncture technique needs improvement."

Old Ge: ...

Okay, okay, you're blaming him now.

Looks like there's no need to slow down!
Wei Zhao, that scourge, won't die!
Old Ge wiped the blood from Wei Zhao's mouth, calmly administered the last needle, and stood guard by his side for a while. Only after Wei Zhao's condition stabilized did he put a pill into his mouth.

He arrived just as dawn was breaking, and by the time he finished collecting the last needle, it was already pitch black outside.

He picked up his medicine box and walked outside.

Yu Tingwan stayed outside the whole time.

Hearing the noise, she got up from the wooden stool.

Old Ge did not stay for a meal, but after giving a few instructions, he hurriedly returned to the post station.

Wei Shouzhong saw him out of the alley, while Huiniang went to heat up some porridge.

Yu Tingwan then ran into the house to see Wei Zhao.

She squatted down on the tatami mat, staring intently at the man.

"How is my husband?"

Wei Zhao was listless; his lips moved, but no sound came out.

Yu Tingwan discerned three words from the shape of his lips.

It's a good thing he's sickly, otherwise he'd be a bit crazy.

—Give it a try.

Yu Tingwan: ...

He really deserves a beating.

Yu Tingwan: "I understand."

She lied through her teeth, her tone unusually sincere: "My husband was saying that he felt much better after seeing me, and that the pain had stopped."

Wei Zhao didn't even have the strength to force a laugh.

The girl's heartbreak was fake; his heartbreak was real.

Yu Tingwan took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, then wiped his hands.

He didn't make any more flirtatious remarks.

I didn't ask anything.

They had no intention of finding out more.

After doing all that, she ran out again and brought porridge from the kitchen.

The congee was cooked to perfection, containing chopped mushroom pieces and tender, stewed shredded chicken.

The aroma is rich and it looks delicious.

I ate very little in the morning, and didn't eat anything at noon. It's already late at night.

But the weakened Wei Zhao couldn't eat anything at this moment.

Even if you feel nauseous and want to vomit, you still have to eat.

He was too weak to eat right now and was about to suggest that he eat later when the girl carefully helped him sit up.

Yu Tingwan tested the temperature, scooped up a spoonful, and brought it to his lips.

Wei Zhao paused slightly.

He went to see Yu Tingwan.

The girl had red lips and white teeth, and delicate, beautiful features. Yet, under the dim light, she appeared exceptionally gentle and graceful. A small beauty mark at the corner of her eye added a touch of alluring charm.

Her feeding technique wasn't exactly skillful, but she did it very carefully.

It seems like he's all she can think about.

Perhaps seeing that he didn't react, Yu Tingwan tilted her head slightly in confusion.

"Husband?"

Yu Tingwan: "Why are you looking at me?"

Eat!

After asking the question, she seemed to realize something.

"Drink your porridge first, there's no rush. Your wife isn't going to run away anyway." Wei Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed, his eyes trembled, and he slowly lowered his gaze, opening his mouth at her urging.

The portion of porridge was small, but Wei Zhao only ate half of it and then stopped.

Remembering Elder Ge's parting words, he told him to eat if he could, and not to force himself if he couldn't. Yu Tingwan didn't try to persuade him further, and helped Wei Zhao lie down again.

"You haven't slept all day, you should get some rest."

Wei Zhao was indeed very sleepy; his eyelids were extremely heavy.

Yu Tingwan took the porridge back to the kitchen to keep it warm, thinking that the man could eat some more when he woke up at night.

She washed up before lying down in bed.

As night deepened and the moon grew dim, it climbed the treetops, leaving dappled shadows on the ground.

Old Ge did not return to the post station.

They went directly to a less conspicuous blacksmith shop.

Shunzi was holding a hammer when he saw him and smiled.

"Rare visitor."

Old Ge glanced at him: "Where is he?"

Shunzi pointed with his finger: "It's inside."

Old Ge took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and casually tossed it over.

"You said your mother wasn't feeling well last time. Here, take this; it can help her improve her health."

As he spoke, he went inside.

Rong Di heard the voices outside, and when the person came in, he couldn't wait to ask, "Does the general have any orders?"

Old Ge didn't speak, but took out the letter that Wei Zhao had given him.

He: "Um..."

Rong Di: "What?"

Old Ge: "What kind of petty theft did you and your gang do last time?"

He felt it couldn't be anything good.

Rong Di unfolded the letter, his tone calm: "It's nothing."

"They simply emptied all the treasures from Old Dong's secret chamber."

Rong Di: "You wouldn't know unless you went. The secret room is piled high with gold bars. There are also countless gold and silver jewels."

He felt disgusted by the Dong family's underhanded dealings.

Old Ge: !!!

Why not invite him if there's such a great opportunity!
Rong Di complained, "There were even luminous pearls of different sizes on the wall. I spent the whole night picking at them."

"The general entrusted me with an important task, and I must perform well. The secret chamber is now completely empty. If it weren't for the fact that the door to the secret chamber is too heavy, I would have taken it off and carried it away."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the letter.

stunned.

Soon, Rong Di became serious and energetic.

He looked intently at Elder Ge.

"Give me a list of the officials imprisoned in the four cities!"

Rong Di: "The general told me to take advantage of the imperial court sending people to confiscate their house beforehand."

"If the Dong family is so wealthy, the others must be just as powerful."

"No matter if it's their valuable possessions or worthless weeds in the yard, with me, Rong Di, around, they all belong to the Wei family now! They all belong to the General!"

Old Ge: ...

ill.

No wonder Rong Di, despite his exceptional skills and martial arts prowess, was never promoted to deputy general by Wei Zhao and remained in the Wei family army.

However, Mr. Ge was puzzled.

"General, you have quite a bit of private wealth, inherited from generations of the Duke of Shun's family, which you've managed on your own. You don't usually seem to value these material possessions much, so why have you been so…"

He couldn't understand.

After all, Wei Zhao never treated money like money under normal circumstances.

If there is gold on the road, he will neither pick it up nor ignore it.

He would kick it away.

The kind that kicks really far.

Just to compare whether this time the ball was kicked farther than last time.

"real."

Rong Di was so engrossed in the task that he couldn't help but sigh with pride, "The general only instructed me to do this, which shows that in the general's heart, I am the most reliable one."

He gave an example: "That fool Chi Yu still doesn't know that the general is still alive."

"You? You're greedy for money again."

Rong Di: "It's just some money from a few corrupt officials in private! It's nothing!"

"If the general wants the national treasury, I will not refuse!"