That makes things much safer.

After returning to the camp, Zheng Quchi asked Runtu if Yuwen Sheng had instructed her to give him the wages he had been paid.

Runtu nodded and presented the money bag he had prepared earlier with both hands.

"When was this money...?"

"The general has already allocated a sum of money to Runtu, saying that the lady needs money and it can be provided at any time."

After listening, Zheng Quchi remained silent for a moment, then reached out and took it.

But when you pick it up and weigh it, you find that the money bag is quite heavy, it doesn't seem like it only contains one ingot of silver.

So, with a skeptical mindset, she opened it to take a look.

The round, shiny object nestled inside the money pouch almost blinded her.

She took a deep breath: "It's gold..."

She looked at Runtu in surprise: "Are you sure this is for me?"

Runtu naturally wouldn't lie: "Yes, these are from the general for the lady. If it's not enough, the general said you can ask him for more at any time."

"This is too kind of you."

Looking at the heavy gold ingot in her hand, Zheng Quchi truly felt that having such a generous boss as Yuwen Sheng, her decision to switch from the Mo family to him was absolutely the right one.

Since he was so helpful, Zheng Quchi felt he should return the favor: "Commander Run, please pass this on to the general for me."

Runtu saw her take out a small cloth bag from her waist and hand it to him, so he reached out and took it.

He knew what it was.

Because in the streets of Fuxian, he had personally witnessed her agonizing over the decision for a whole street before finally going back and buying it.

"yes."

When Runtu handed Zheng Quchi's things to Yuwen Sheng, he was no longer weak and sickly as before. Instead, he looked like someone who had absorbed enough energy and was full of satiated pleasure, exuding a kind of evil and eerie morbid joy.

He opened the bag, took out a sweet and cloying candy, and put it in his mouth.

He smiled, his eyes narrowing, as if savoring the moment or perhaps playing with it: "So she liked this kind of sickly type..."

They still look the most miserable and pitiful.

His eyes were smiling, as if he had discovered some difficult problem that could be overcome, and his smile was as beautiful as a flower.

Wang Zebang hesitated and said, "But General, if you pretend, what if your wife finds out one day..."

"If it's true, then it's not fake, right?"

He could indeed keep it a secret from everyone, but he wanted her to find out, which is why he created those "flaws".

Wang Zebang couldn't understand what the general was trying to gain from Zheng Quchi, but playing the victim would only elicit sympathy if the general didn't like him.