Wanjin Lady

"A self-torture trick?"

Wei Zheng's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "If I don't pretend like this, how can I make him remember my Wei family's contribution to the dragon?"

Wen Wan sighed: "You almost deceived me too."

"What bad intentions could I have?" Wei Zheng tilted his head and smiled softly, "I just want my wife to love me more."

Wen Wan pinched his waist and asked, "Can we really get away and return to Bozhou?"

Wei Zheng took advantage of the situation and grabbed her wrist. "Of course. The imperial decree granting the marriage will arrive tomorrow. After we have the wedding in Kyoto and reassure my aunt, we will return to Bozhou."

Wen Wan just felt that all this happened so suddenly.

Yesterday she was a parasite trying to climb the social ladder in the eyes of the common people of Kyoto, but today she has transformed into the legitimate mistress of the Duke's Mansion.

She thought she had a sure win, but she never expected that there was someone else behind her.

She glared at him, complaining, "Father is right. You are cold-faced and cruel-hearted, and you are really full of calculations. Have you been calculating since Zhao Yingzhen returned to Beijing?"

Wei Zheng pursed his lips and said nothing. He just lifted the carriage curtain and asked her with a smile, "Are you hungry? We're at the rice wine dumpling stall. The owner is still open."

This tone made Wen Wan feel as if she was back to the time when the couple were in Ping County.

"Jungling?" Wen Wan shook her head. "Mother Chen is nagging again."

Wei Zheng chuckled softly, "Don't worry, they don't know we're back in Beijing yet. Come eat something with me."

Both of them got off the carriage.

Wei Zheng pretended to be struggling and asked Zhao Heng to lift the wheelchair out. Wen Wan cooperated and pushed him towards the stall.

The two of them ordered a bowl of bean flour glutinous rice cakes and two servings of rice dumplings made with fermented rice wine. Zhao Heng and others stood guard around them. Only then did Wen Wan feel at ease.

Without Zhao Yingzhen watching them closely in the dark, Zhaozhao and Hun'er dared to go out boldly.

"You say...will His Majesty know..."

Wei Zheng made a silent gesture, pursed his lips gently, and listened to the man's low voice: "Perhaps. Your Majesty is in a supreme position, in control of the entire situation, and can understand the truth from the subtle."

Wenwan's heart suddenly became nervous.

She recalled the emperor's overwhelming pressure and the aura of life and death that was so close to her that she almost couldn't breathe.

"But you did it perfectly." As he spoke, two bowls of white rice dumplings with a little yellow osmanthus sauce were served. Wei Zheng took out a spoon and placed it in the porcelain bowl in front of her. "I've always wanted to ask you, how did you make sure..."

He said it vaguely, "Can the lightning-inducing incident... be confirmed to have happened?"

Wen Wan took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks, dipped them in water, and tapped the table a few times, forming a circle.

The two heads leaned together, tightly connected.

Her voice was low, like a thief's. "The sharp part of the bronze animal head on the eaves acts as a lightning conductor. The salt water and the iron nails conduct electricity, and the copper coins are connected in series, forming a complete closed circuit. As long as she can lure Zhao Yingzhen into the salt water, she will be standing in the center of the storm."

Wei Zheng stared at the water spots in a daze, then at Wen Wan, and finally asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time, "Why do you... know all this?"

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Read more books. There's everything in them!"

Do you have everything?

Why did the books he read never mention these?
"Oh, there's another good news." Wei Zheng picked up the spoon and paused. He saw the young woman beside him staring at the rice dumplings in a daze. He nudged her with his hand, "Sun Lanzhi... Earlier in the Zhenghe Palace, I asked His Majesty for a favor. Sun Lanzhi will soon be free."

Wenwan blinked.

"Last time, she was beaten half to death. I told His Majesty that she had obtained useful information for me. His Majesty then graciously allowed her to leave the Jiaofang Bureau. As soon as the documents arrive, you can take her out."

Wen Wan was overjoyed and said in a hushed voice, "Brother Zheng... you are so great... you are so amazing."

Wei Zheng got goosebumps all over his body and pinched her jaw, "Speak properly."

Wen Wan suddenly felt a surge of acid in her chest and frowned. Wei Zheng immediately pulled his hand away, "What's wrong?"

Wen Wan covered her chest, pushed the bowl of rice dumplings away, pinched her nose and said, "It smells."

"Then don't eat it. Go home and eat it."

"Wait." Wen Wan bit her lip, her pupils trembling as she stared at him, as if he had broken some heavenly law, "What day is it today?"

Wei Zheng lowered his voice a notch, "Eighteen."

"eighteen?"

"eighteen!"

"What's wrong with eighteen?" The young woman's face turned pale and then white, then pale and then pale again, as if she wanted to stare a hole through Wei Zheng's face. Then she pushed the bowl of sweet rice balls away, "I'm not eating!"

Wen Wan got up and left.

Leaving behind bewildered Wei Zheng and Zhao Heng.

Wei Zheng was puzzled and asked Zhao Heng beside him: "What happened to Eighteen?"

Zhao Heng waved his hand generously, "Master, don't pay attention to the young lady's temper. Madam is moody, so it's best to stay away from her. Just wait until she calms down."

Wei Zheng glared at him sinisterly, "Who allowed you to say bad things about my wife?"

Zhao Heng: I'm your fucking toy, right?!
Resign!

I'm quitting today!

As soon as she returned to the Duke's Mansion, Wen Wan took a shower and changed into clean clothes before holding the two little ones.

The two little ones were so happy to see their mother coming back that they started chattering again. Wen Wan kissed and hugged them. However, their adoptive father and Liu Yiyi were surprised that Wen Wan came back so soon. She had said she would come back in a year or two, but she came back in just a month?

Wen Wan smiled and comforted them, "Now that we've finished our work, we'll go home early. Father and Mother, Zhao Zhao and Hun Ge'er can go out from now on. There's no need to hide, let's go out in the open!"

When the cheap father heard this, he knew that the matter outside had been settled. He couldn't help but clapped his hands and smiled. Then he poked Wen Wan with his hand and nodded, indicating that she should look at Wei Zheng outside. "Are you bullying your son-in-law again? I saw it when we were eating just now. Your son-in-law kept showing kindness to you, but you pretended to be blind."

Wen Wan's expression was indifferent. "Who bullied him? Ignore him, he's just pretending. He's the best at using the tactic of inflicting pain on himself."

Liu Yiyi advised her, "Don't act like a child. I'll keep an eye on them for you. There are plenty of pretty little fairies in the Duke's Mansion. Don't let anyone take advantage of you."

Wen Wan got angry when she heard this, "That's perfect. Anyway, he and I have no relationship. If another fairy takes a fancy to him, I will take the child back to Ping County."

"You girl!"

Wen Wan returned to the room, locked it, and was drying her hair when she suddenly heard the sound of a cane falling to the ground.

Wei Zheng pushed the door but didn't open it. Looking at the slender reflection in the window, he didn't leave. Instead, he called to her through the window, "Madam, what have I done wrong? Please tell me."

When Wei Zheng was training in the army, his older officers would always use words like "moody" and "tiger" when talking about their wives. He didn't understand it then, and he still doesn't understand it now...

His wife's heart is as unfathomable as a needle in the sea.

There was no movement inside for a long time.

Wei Zheng stood in front of the door for a long while before he said, "My lady, are you tired of me?"

"If you despise me, I won't appear in front of you."

Wen Wan listened to the noise, and suddenly heard a "clang" sound, and the crutch was thrown out. She opened the door in a hurry, and was hugged by the man.

Wen Wan was teased by him and became angry and pounded his chest, "You are shameless! Despicable! Shameless! You use the same self-torture trick back and forth, aren't you ashamed?"

Wei Zheng cried out in pain, "I can only use this self-torture trick if my wife feels sorry for me."

He threw away his crutches and hung himself on her thin body, making her unable to move. "My lady is angry. If you don't tell me the truth, I won't be able to eat."

Wen Wan pushed him away and glared at him, "Wei Zheng, I'm pregnant."

Wei Zheng paused.

He paused for a long time before asking a very creative question.

"mine?"

Wen Wan was so angry that she laughed, "It's not yours."

After saying that, she turned around to leave, but was grabbed by a pair of long arms from behind. Even through the clothes, Wen Wan could feel the tension in his muscles. "I said the wrong thing. Please punish me. I just... just..."

"Just what?"

The man's eyes were filled with confusion. "I always feel like I'm in a dream, and these days are stolen. I used to be the only one in this Duke's Mansion, living alone by my parents' tablets. I thought... this life... would probably be like this."

"But in the blink of an eye, I have you, Zhaozhao and Hun'er, my parents, and I will have a child..."

"I finally have a place to call home."

"Life is also tinged with the word 'perfect'."

Wenwan turned around and pinched his face. The young lady smiled gently, and a fragrant evening breeze blew over in the spring. "Wei Zheng, meeting you is also the thing that makes my life complete."

I wish I could be like a star and you could be like a moon, shining brightly every night.

The End. (End of Chapter)