Wanjin Lady

"Even if I turn into a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Wen Wan was originally calm, but even a female animal that had just given birth would be manic, let alone a human!

She was also irritated at the moment. As soon as she opened the curtain, she saw a cold light flashing before her eyes. The sunlight was dazzling and reflected on the sharp blade, making her eyes hurt. She subconsciously squinted her eyes.

A sword light flashed past.

Pierce the void.

——Hula.

It was a small and exquisite dagger.

On one end of the sword hung an ear of wheat tied with a red string. The other end... was inserted into the man's throat.

Precise, powerful and crisp.

Shi Jinquan's eyes widened, and he suddenly lost all strength. He fell straight back with a loud "bang".

Feng Shuigen was so frightened that his face turned pale and he stood there motionless for a long time.

Wen Wan leaned over to look in the direction where the dagger came from, and her eyelids twitched when she saw the person clearly.

At the end of last autumn, Wei Zheng slashed Yuan Jing's neck with a dagger.

Even now, she still remembers the warmth of Yuan Jing's blood on her face, the rustling of the grass, the itchy feeling of the reeds brushing against her face. That night, a drizzle fell, and all her memories were gloomy, including the reeds and Yuan Jing.

She remembered Yuan Jing's eyes that were open when he died.

She also remembered... Wei Zheng's murderous face.

He was like a demon crawling out of hell. His hair was darker than the night, and his lips were redder than Yuan Jing's blood. When he killed people, the corners of his lips would be slightly pursed, almost into a straight line. There was no emotion in his eyes, only a broken light.

He raised his hand and swung the knife without a moment's hesitation.

It seems like life and death are the result of fate, and I was born this way.

She clearly didn't feel much guilt about Yuan Jing's death, but for some reason, she could clearly remember the look of Wei Zheng killing people.

Maybe... deep down... she was afraid of him.

Because I have hurt him, because I understand him, and because I feel guilty, I am even more afraid.

After all, she...had once sincerely lied to him!

"Noisy."

Wei Zheng's voice came faintly.

The moment their eyes met, Wei Zheng finally saw the young lady's face clearly through the curtain.

She had a very fair and simple face, a small, straight nose, and full, rosy lips. Perhaps because she had just given birth, her hair was not tied up, and her black hair was casually draped, as soft and shiny as black satin, which made her eyes look bright and translucent.

Junior Sister Wen cannot be called stunningly beautiful, but she is very attractive.

Especially at this moment, her slightly furrowed brows revealed a hint of sadness and hostility, which added a touch of tenderness.

Wei Zheng knew, however, that this Junior Sister Wen had nothing to do with the word "weak".

He attacked and injured someone. Her servant was so frightened that he stood there in shock. Her maid turned pale. Only this Junior Sister Wen... had no expression on her face.

There was even a hint of regret.

She was annoyed at him...for meddling in her affairs.

Meng Yuanjie bowed and came forward, pulled the dagger out of Shi Jinquan's throat, wiped the blood off the blade with a handkerchief, and finally handed it back to Wei Zheng respectfully.

Wen Wan pursed her lips, her tone indifferent, "Thank you, Lord Marquis, for taking action to deal with this person."

Although he said thank you, Wei Zheng couldn't hear the gratitude in his voice. He raised his chin slightly and said, "No need."

Then, the curtain fell again, obscuring the woman's face. Soon, the sound of a baby crying came from the nearby carriage. Before Wen Wan could think further, the baby's cries instantly pulled her back to reality—

She is a mother now.

That's what happens with twins. When one starts crying, the other starts crying too.

Soon the camp was filled with demonic sounds.

Aunt Chen and Old Lady Yao each carried a child onto the carriage. "Miss, the young master and the young lady... I'm afraid they're both hungry..."

But she was still a little confused, "How do I feed the baby?"

She has no experience—

Old Madam Yao smiled and said, "Come one by one, don't make her too busy. You are in a hurry to give birth, and we haven't found a wet nurse yet, so I can only let you go for now."

Wen Wan knew that women from wealthy families would not breastfeed their babies themselves, but would hire a wet nurse to raise their breasts.

After the incident yesterday, Zhu Wang and the midwife both ran away.

Now in the wilderness, Wen Wan can only rely on herself.

However, holding the idea that one has seen pigs run even if one has not eaten pork, when Chen Ma stuffed the baby girl into her arms and held the child's butt with one hand, Wen Wan supported the child's head, untied her belt and began to become a glorious dairy cow.

Wen Wan once again marveled at the magic of life.

Last night was a chaotic night, and the only thing she remembered was the pain in her body. Only now did she have the energy to face the fact that her status had been upgraded.

Wenwan looked down at the child in her arms with a loving face...well...so ugly!
Spicy eyes!
Whose ugly child is this!
Wen Wan anxiously asked Madam Yao, "Mother...is this my child? It shouldn't be like this. Why is it so ugly?"

Both the father and the mother are not ugly, so why are the two children wrinkled and black?

Madam Yao smiled and poked Wen Wan's forehead with her finger. "You, you! How can you be so similar to your Senior Brother Jin Yu? How can a newborn baby be so pretty? It will be fine after a few days of growth."

"Really?" Wen Wan looked at the baby in her arms hesitantly, then belatedly remembered what Old Madam Yao had said, "What? Lord Zhao... Marquis said my child is ugly?"

Why should he?
No effort, no money...just a dick!

dog man!
Wen Wan was feeding her son when she suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Looking through the gap in the car curtain, she saw Cheng Yunzhang standing about five meters away from her.

Then, the steps began to hesitate.

After hesitating for a while, he didn't come closer.

Wen Wan sighed softly. Although the Great Chen Dynasty strictly separated men and women, and it was inconvenient for a foreigner like Cheng Yunzhang to get close to a woman giving birth, she wasn't the only one in the carriage. There were also Chen Ma and Hongmei. So she boldly asked, "Brother Xiuwen... is there something you want to tell me?"

Cheng Yunzhang heard the voice behind the curtain and then took a step closer.

Neither of them could see each other's faces through the carriage.

After a while, Cheng Yunzhang's voice was heard.

"Junior sister, I have heard Shi Jinquan say that Yuan Liulang once wanted to join forces with him to deal with the Wen family."

"My sixth brother is not a bad person, but..." Cheng Yunzhang paused. With his status, it was not easy for him to say anything wrong about Yuan Liulang, nor was it easy for him to say anything wrong about Wen Wan. When two business families compete in the business world, there will naturally be winners and losers.

"Fifth cousin is capable and strong, and Sixth cousin has been compared to him since he was a toddler. And Aunt Chun is eager for Sixth cousin to succeed...Sixth cousin has always hoped for a chance to prove himself."

Cheng Yunzhang smiled bitterly, "He just wants to live an upright life."

"He wants the entire Yuan family to see him, the bastard."

"Perhaps in the eyes of others, he's just an uneducated playboy with lofty ambitions but a fragile life. But in my eyes, he's always that guy... Every time he takes me out secretly, he gets beaten, but he still sneaks out without telling the elders. He always says that I'm studying too hard and is worried that studying will damage my brain..."

Perhaps thinking of Yuan Liulang who died suddenly, there was a hint of sob in Cheng Yunzhang's voice.

"Junior Sister Wen, he really isn't... a bad person." (End of Chapter)