Chapter 126, Second Update

"It's not even the 10th of this month yet, and you've already spent all your money?" Zhao Xiheng looked up and asked him. A tael of silver can do a lot of things, and he just used it as a deposit for clothes?

"Hmm." Wei Li nodded slightly. He didn't know how much money he spent. Every month, he would spend it without knowing where it went. But he would spend it when he had money and not spend it when he didn't. He didn't feel uncomfortable about it.

As for constantly complaining about saving money, apart from squeezing some money out of jail, they haven't saved a single penny that should be saved. At this rate, when will they ever be able to build up a good family fortune for Zhizhi?

Anyway, it's embarrassing to make the same clothes yourself, and it's also embarrassing to have spent all your money.

Zhao Xiheng poked his chest, "What will you spend the rest of the month if you spend all your money? Do you feel confident going out without cash? If someone invites you to dinner and drinks, wouldn't you feel embarrassed if you didn't bring any money?"

Wei Li was so provoked by her that he took several steps back, lowered his head, and whispered, "I won't do that again. I'll be more careful."

One tael of silver is a lot, enough to treat four or five people to drinks for half a month, assuming there are no taverns like the "money pit" in Pingzhou.

With two clinking sounds, Zhao Xiheng stuffed two silver coins into his pocket and then tucked them back into his waistband.

Wei Li looked up in surprise, his eyes meeting her clear, bright gaze. His head buzzed for a moment. "You... we agreed on one tael of silver a month, but you gave me too much."

Zhao Xiheng bit her lip. "Just take it if I give it to you."

"Giving me too much has spoiled me." Wei Li patted his full pocket. "Haven't you heard the saying that men with money go bad?"

"Even if you're rich, can you be as rich as me? Do you think I'd let you go out with empty pockets? Don't you feel anxious if you don't have money in your pocket?" Zhao Xiheng tucked the hair from his chest behind him. "You never go out with Chen Ruojiang and the others. Chen Ruojiang complained to me about it the other day."

It is said that Wei Li does not go out drinking with his brothers and does not connect with them emotionally.

Wei Li blinked. Yes, all the family's money was in Zhao Xiheng's hands. No matter how rich he was, he wasn't as rich as her. "So, the monthly amount will increase to three taels from now on?"

"No way! It's just one or two ounces. Ask me for more when you've spent it all." Zhao Xiheng muttered, mainly because she felt sorry for him. "If you like the same style of clothes, I'll remember to make them next time. But rush orders will cost double. Are you even going to help Zhizhi save up for the family?"

Wei Li's eyes lit up. He lowered his head, put his arm around her waist, picked her up, and kissed her several times. "I was thinking you wouldn't like it."

"I just forgot." Zhao Xiheng was breathless from his kiss and said after a while, "I also made the same one for Zhizhi! We'll wear them together then."

Wei Li's smile cracked. No...no...he didn't want it to be like this...

"We can wear them, why are you bringing her? Buy her other clothes." Wei Li hugged Zhao Xiheng's waist and shook her. "No, no!"

"Don't you want to wear the same clothes as Zhizhi?"

"No! I just want a set of clothes just like yours, without Zhizhi." The whole family of three should wear different clothes, except for the two of them.

"It's settled this time, how about next time? Next time we'll make a matching set, without Zhizhi." Zhao Xiheng was almost driven crazy by his nagging. He was as clingy and persistent as a dog throwing a tantrum, so she quickly nodded and coaxed him.

Wei Li was finally coaxed into submission. "Then I'll be happy if you wear this outfit with me to the dungeon."

Zhao Xiheng was dazed and confused, sensing that something was wrong. Why was she trying to comfort him?

But she still changed her clothes in a daze and went with him to see Luo Haoran.

Wei Li carefully avoided the filth of the dungeon, afraid of soiling her new clothes, and led her to stand in front of Luo Haoran.

Luo Haoran was originally drowsy, but after seeing the two of them, he was so angry that he couldn't sleep anymore.

He was locked up in jail for several months, eating cornbread and pickled vegetables every day. He became so thin and emaciated that he spat at Wei Li and said, "I want braised pork!"

"Huh? You don't want to go out, you just want to eat braised pork?" Zhao Xiheng was a little surprised.

"Anyway, you won't let me out!" Luo Haoran said stubbornly.

"Stop eating braised pork, look at me." Wei Li had all the candles around them lit and said to Luo Haoran, "Look at me."

Then, holding Zhao Xiheng's hand, he waved at Luo Haoran.

Luo Haoran rolled his eyes. Of course he saw the clothes on the two of them and their intertwined hands. He looked at Zhao Xiheng with exasperation and said, "I really don't understand. Zhao Xiheng, you're a princess, how could you fall for such a lowly, uncultured bastard?"

"Ah!" Zhao Xiheng seemed surprised that Luo Haoran would ask her such a question. "Who's the puppy? There are no puppies around me, only people! But of course I like puppies, who wouldn't like cute puppies?"

She seemed to know why Wei Li insisted on making the same clothes and then brought her to Luo Haoran for a stroll. Luo Haoran looked down on him and thought no one would like him.

Wei Li must tell Luo Haoran that someone likes him, holds his hand, and is even willing to wear the same clothes as him.

Zhao Xiheng felt sorry for him and pitied him. How could she not cooperate with such a small wish?

And she doesn't want anyone to call Wei Li a little puppy. She can call him that, but others can't!

Wei Li showed off in front of Luo Haoran several times.

Luo Haoran was so angry with the couple that he gritted his teeth. After fuming for a long time, he stood up, shook the railing, and shouted, "I want to eat braised pork!"

Anyway, he can't argue with the two of them, and right now he just wants to eat braised pork!

When Luo Haoran got angry, Wei Li was happy. When he first learned that Luo Haoran was going to tell Zhao Xiheng about his past, he was both afraid and hateful, wishing he could chop Luo Haoran into pieces and feed him to the dogs.

But after Luo Haoran told Zhao Xiheng about his background, he was fortunate to learn that Zhao Xiheng actually liked him very much, and his hatred for Luo Haoran was not so strong.

"I won't give you any. Why would you want braised pork?" Wei Li pulled Zhao Xiheng's hand. "Let's go back to sleep."

Wei Li ordered Luo Haoran's head to be shaved off and imprisoned with the King of Goguryeo and the Crown Prince of Goguryeo.

Three bald men were facing a light in the cell at night.

He won't kill these people; he can still use them.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Xiheng was so tired that she was drowsy and couldn't even lift her arms.

Her cheeks and bare skin were flushed like peaches, glistening with beads of sweat, yet she still nestled in his arms and reminded him, "Remember to buy Chen Ruojiang and the others drinks."

Wei Li kissed her bare collarbone, leaving a trail of ambiguous water stains and marks. The atmosphere was cloying, and the temperature gradually rose. "Actually, I'd rather come back and sleep with you."

"..." Zhao Xiheng was too weak to speak. Let him be, as long as he knows what he's doing.

He flipped her over like a pancake, then picked up a book from the side and showed it to her, "I think we can try this position..."

Zhao Xiheng buried her face in her hands and shouted, "Get out!"

"I won't roll." He pressed down on her.

Zhao Xiheng nudged him and muttered, "What if she gets pregnant again? Zhizhi is only six months old."

Wei Li bit her ear and straightened up. He groaned, and Zhao Xiheng grabbed the sheets to suppress her moans.

"No, don't worry," he promised confidently, his voice lower and hoarse than ever before.

He doesn't want to have another child; having another one would really reduce the time he and Zhao Xiheng can spend together. It's already very inconvenient for them to go out now.

Besides, he and Ah-Dan only have so much love left. What if they can't give half of that love to the other child? It would be so pitiful for Zhi-Zhi to have half of her love taken away.

Zhao Xiheng angrily retorted, "Don't always look at my dowry!"

“But there’s nothing like that in my dowry,” he retorted.

Xie Qingyu and Qi Yan's wedding was in June. Although he sent an invitation to Zhao Xiheng and her husband, Zhao Xiheng felt it would be too awkward for her to attend, so she declined, citing that she couldn't leave because she had to take care of her child.

This was expected.

Xie Qingyu and Qi Yan, this engaged couple, are not as sweet and shy as other engaged couples when they meet. They just nod politely to each other when they meet.

Of course, Xie Qingyu was the only one who restrained herself. When Qi Yan saw Xie Qingyu, the joy and admiration in her eyes were impossible to hide.

Madam Xie intentionally gave the two space to talk, allowing them to be alone together and cultivate their relationship.

Xie Qingyu had absolutely no idea what to say to Qi Yan. He wasn't very good at this kind of thing, and he couldn't say a word when he was with Zhao Xiheng either.

He only sipped his tea.

Fortunately, Qi Yan seemed to like him and kept trying to find topics to talk about with him. Her smiling face with her eyes crinkled was very charming, so the atmosphere wasn't too awkward.

She took out a pair of thick insoles and handed them to Xie Qingyu, saying, "The ice is thawing in the spring. I saw that your shoes were soaked by the spring water a few days ago, so here you go."

Xie Qingyu took it in a daze, noticing the bright red marks on her fingers and the slight abrasions on her slender index finger.

She made this herself...

The stitches are fine and dense; it takes a long time to make, and you can tell it was made with great care.

He immediately felt the insoles were burning hot, and instinctively gripped them tightly, saying in a panic, "You didn't have to make them yourself."

"Your aunt has been ill, so it's only right that I take care of you." Qi Yan smiled generously, her long eyelashes fluttering and her pink lips slightly upturned.

She used Xie Qingyu's power, so of course she had to repay him accordingly. If he needed her, she wouldn't hesitate to play the role of a wife who was completely devoted to him.

Xie Qingyu's voice was hoarse, "Actually... it's really not necessary..."

His mother has been ill since he can remember, so she naturally doesn't have the energy to take care of all aspects of his life. He can take good care of himself on his own.

Xie Qingyu felt as if ants were tearing at her heart, both burning and numb.

However, it was a nice feeling to have someone take the small matter of wet shoes to heart, but he also felt guilty because he usually cared too little for Qi Yan, while Qi Yan had given him too much.

He didn't know what to do, so he just lowered his head and repeatedly said thank you.

That night, Xie Qingyu's servant brought over a box full of ointments, looking slightly embarrassed. "These were all bought by the young master himself, one by one, after visiting many pharmacies."

He felt that the man's gift was a bit out of touch with a girl's mind; who would give ointment as a gift?

Qi Yan rubbed her fingertips together; the chafed spot on her index finger still stung. She smiled faintly, revealing a pair of dimples. "Please thank your husband for me. I like him very much."