Wanjin Lady

But Wen Wan had never written a military newspaper before. "How do I write it?"

Wei Zheng smiled and took the pen from her hand, "Let me do it. You go get some good sleep."

Wen Wan didn't try to stay awake. Everyone was exhausted these days, and she was worried about Wei Zheng's injuries, so she naturally couldn't sleep.

"Okay. I'm next door, call me if you need anything."

After Wen Wan left, Wei Zheng quickly wrote a military report and then ordered someone to call Doctor Chu. The man was wearing a thin coat, his eyes flashing in the light, "Doctor Chu, how is my leg...?"

Doctor Chu didn't know how to respond when he heard the murderous voice above his head.

"If you tell a lie, I'll pluck out your tongue."

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The next morning, Wenwan's customized wheelchair arrived.

The wheelchair is made entirely of rosewood, which feels soft to the touch and is carved with hollow bamboo patterns. The armrests are wide and flat, extending to the front axle. Both ends are covered with engraved copper sleeves, which make it look luxurious and wear-resistant.

The wound on Wei Zheng's chest had begun to scab over, but he still couldn't lift his legs. He had just finished processing a piece of paperwork when he looked up and saw Wen Wan pushing a wheelchair in. "The weather is nice outside today, I'll push you to the yard to get some fresh air."

Wen Wan couldn't help Wei Zheng at all, so Wei Zheng asked two palace soldiers for help.

Wen Wan draped the blanket over his legs and smiled, taking credit for it. "This chair is covered with indigo satin cushions and filled with fine silk cotton. You won't feel tired sitting on it for a long time." She pointed to the back of the chair and said, "If it rains, you can put an oil-paper umbrella here. If it's hot, you can replace it with a bamboo awning. It's a win-win situation!"

Wei Zheng's expression was indifferent as he pushed her fingers away indifferently. "Didn't you say... my leg would be healed in a month or two? I won't need this wheelchair in the scorching heat."

Wen Wan was slightly stunned and opened her mouth in panic: "But it might still snow now..."

Wei Zheng sat in a wheelchair, his back straight. He turned the wheelchair so that its back was facing her, making a rumbling sound. "How long do you want to keep lying to me?"

"I thought you would never lie to me again."

"I……"

Wei Zheng interrupted her explanation, "No need to say more. Get out now."

Wen Wan looked at him straight in the eyes, the corners of her eyes red, and her expression was more stubborn than ever before: "I know you can't accept this. You are in a bad mood now, I understand. But no matter what the outcome is, I don't care. Whether you are disabled or healthy, in my heart, you are just Wei Zheng, the person I decided to spend the rest of my life with, and the father of my two children."

"You have always been good at calculating. If I am disabled..." Wei Zheng raised his head. His face was still the same as before, but his expression was colder than ever before. "Will you, Wen Wan, still look down on me?"

She pursed her lips gently.

She stood there, looking at Wei Zheng, as if looking at her former terminally ill self.

She once tried her best to push away the people around her, hurt them with the most vicious words, and vent her pain.

It's like spreading out all the thorns on its body and hurting everyone who gets close to it.

"I only regret it now."

"I wanted my two children to have a father and a mother, so when the cave collapsed, I decided to take a gamble and use a self-torture tactic."

"I never thought that I would lose the bet, so... I regret it."

He turned his wheelchair and turned his back. "I never want to see you again in this life."

Wenwan's eyes trembled slightly.

She stood there, gritting her teeth. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind Wei Zheng, and the young lady strode towards him.

Because the speed was too fast, her clothes fluttered.

The young lady put her hands on her hips, a fierce look on her face, "You can push me away with the harshest words you can use. I'm not afraid of anything!"

--Snapped.

Wen Wan suddenly leaned forward, grabbing the handrails on both sides with both hands.

The young lady's eyes are bright.

Wei Zheng glared angrily, "You——"

"What do you mean by 'I'? I've been exhausted for the past few days. I've been working on the wheelchair, investigating Mo Sufang's case, and worrying about you. Look at the dark circles under my eyes... and you don't even feel sorry for me! You're even throwing a tantrum at me like a child!"

"Isn't it because you're afraid of becoming a cripple and don't want to be a burden to me?"

"Okay! If you really want to let me go, then find me a marriage. I'll pack my things and get married tonight! Tomorrow I'll let Zhaozhao and Hun'er call someone else their father!"

Wei Zheng was furious: "How dare you!"

"Why should I be afraid?! If you abandon me first, I'll abandon you! I'll leave you here all alone, feeling noble and self-satisfied! By then, your wife and children will belong to someone else, and you'll have to live alone in a wheelchair!"

The two of them stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

Tyranny is always a disease and needs to be cured.

She is best at electroshock therapy.

Wei Zheng suddenly lost his temper. His throat rolled and his voice unconsciously weakened. "I'm injured. Even if I'm angry, you should comfort me."

Wen Wan let out a sigh.

She squatted down so that her eyes were level with Wei Zheng's.

Her eyes are watery, like clear springs.

"Wei Zheng." Wen Wan said seriously, "I love you."

Wei Zheng was stunned and his pupils shrank.

He knew Wenwan was bold, but hearing such a straightforward and passionate confession still made his heart tremble.

When she was in Ping County, she said she liked me many times.

But her love was perfunctory.

It was as if liking someone was something worthless, and as if her liking for him was the same as liking for a book, a toy, or a piece of clothing.

He even thought at one point that this young lady had no heart.

"I fell in love with you when we were in Ping County."

"But I hate the feeling of falling in love with someone else. Because once I'm involved in love, my mind becomes confused, and I become willing to sacrifice, dedicate myself, and endure. My heart has long been broken, and I don't want to take a shattering love adventure with anyone. So, I've already decided that I will only love myself in this life."

"But Wei Zheng..." Wen Wan held his hand, her eyes sparkling as if she couldn't look directly at the sun. "Whenever I try to close the door of my heart, you always find ways to push it open. You force your way into my heart without saying hello or following any moral code."

"You make me want to try again, to love someone regardless of the consequences."

"So..." Wen Wan looked straight at him, leaving him nowhere to hide, "Can you please not push me away?"

Wei Zheng's chest heaved. He never knew that a few words of love could make him go through fire and water.

It turns out that when it comes to love, one's mind becomes foggy, one will sacrifice, endure, and give up, and one will want to give everything to the other person.

"But... maybe I'll never be able to stand up again. If I really become disabled, won't you regret it in the future?"

"People's hearts are fickle. You're afraid I can't stand your imperfections, but I'm also afraid you might change your mind one day. After all, we might not be able to get past your aunt. My mother once said, 'Everyone will die, so why not live well while we're still alive?'"

She held his face gently, as if she was holding some rare treasure. The young lady's eyes were sparkling, like a flickering flame, burning him up bit by bit.

He felt as if he were drowning in her eyes. (End of Chapter)