Chapter 152: Focus, I'm still sickThe

room fell into a long dead silence.

Wei Zhao frowned.

With him like this, even if he really wanted to do something to Yu Tingwan, he would be powerless.

The answer is obvious.

The girl must be talking nonsense again.

Wei Zhao pulled the corner of his mouth, but this time he was too weak to make a sound.

However, Yu Tingwan could tell from his mouth shape.

———"Are you hinting at me?"

Yu Tingwan:? ? ?

And a delicate and weak sentence.

———"Focus on your thoughts, I'm still sick."

Yu Tingwan:? ? ?

If it were before, maybe she would have already followed the topic and said sweet words to climb up.

But now.

Yu Tingwan stood up, pressed her sore shoulders, and was going to find Ge Lao to remove the needle.

Just like Qing Ya did yesterday, Yu Tingwan couldn't let it go.

As for Fu Meng.

Even if she could call him, she didn't dare to let the destructive Fu Meng swagger around the alley in broad daylight.

It's not good to scare the neighbors.

The girl smiled, her voice clear and gentle: "If I have no feelings for my husband, I am not the one who should be worried."

Wei Zhao's eyes trembled. He

said nothing.

He looked at Yu Tingwan's eyes, but there was no sign of how much affection she had for him.

He was not afraid that Yu Tingwan had no feelings for him.

What he should be afraid of was that the girl did not dare to give birth.

Yu Tingwan walked out of the house, passed the Zhao family next door, and walked towards the next house.

She paid attention to the movement at the entrance of the alley.

There were still many matchmakers wandering outside the Liu family, but the door was rarely closed at this time.

The heavily made-up matchmakers frowned: "What's going on? The Liu family closed the door to see guests? Did Miss Liu decide on a candidate?"

"It shouldn't be. Even if they have decided on a match and given an engagement, as long as they don't get married, they can change if they meet a better one. I have put a lot of thought into finding a few pretty good candidates this time."

"But Miss Liu didn't wake up? How about we wait a little longer?"

"No need to wait."

The vegetable vendors at the street corner smelled the noise and ran over.

"Miss Liu and her two brothers left early in the morning. I heard them say they were going to do some business and they might not be back for sure."

Yu Tingwan lowered her eyes and walked up the steps, about to knock on the door.

The half-worn door was opened by someone inside.

Ge Lao was holding a hot paper bag with hot meat buns in it. He was not surprised to see her.

He hadn't seen any movement from the Wei family for a long time and was planning to go over there. He

passed the paper bag to Yu Tingwan.

"Want some?"

Yu Tingwan took one and ate it without hesitation.

Ge Lao locked the door and muttered, "I wonder where Rong Di was sent by the general? He's not even in sight at this moment."

Yu Tingwan lowered her eyes.

Where could he go?

Most likely he was arranging things for the mine in the west.

The kind that digs out a hole.

The county magistrate mined privately, and all nine clans were implicated.

It was a time of trouble, but Wei Zhao committed a crime against the wind.

Just from the scene of He Xuran feeding Fu Meng with dried meat that day, you can see how much he doted on him. Even if He Xuran found something wrong with the mine, he would probably help cover it up.

However...

Wei Zhao had no intention of restoring his identity.

He would not be exposed.

Wei Zhao was sure that he could dig out the mine without anyone noticing and without leaving any traces or evidence.

Just like the last time he emptied the secret rooms of the Dong family and the officials of the four cities.

But...

Yu Tingwan couldn't figure it out.

Wei Zhao wasn't a money-conscious person.

So what was his purpose in amassing wealth?

He was doing this while recuperating from his illness. He couldn't go out, so he could only give orders. He couldn't do anything for the time being.

So what would he do when he recovered from his illness?

After going around in circles, he had to go back to the doubts Yu Tingwan had at the beginning.

Why didn't Wei Zhao want to live?

What on earth had he experienced?

And...

Yu Tingwan's eyes dimmed, and she still remembered what Mr. Qian from Xilin Village had said to her in private.

["Wan Niang, the more I think about the wound on your man's chest that was pierced by a sharp weapon, the more I feel something is wrong. It doesn't look like it was stabbed by someone else."]

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips and heard herself asking.

"Doctor Ge."

"What weapon did my husband use before?"

Mr. Ge didn't take it seriously: "The Broken Cloud Spear."

Speaking of this, he had a lot to say.

"The spear head was made of black iron after being improved by the general's uncle, General Jingyuan. The part protruding outwards at a point away from the spear head has sharp barbs."

Ge Lao was afraid that Yu Tingwan didn't understand, so he explained it in extra detail: "Don't underestimate the barbs. It may not be a big deal if you stick them in, but if you pull them out, the flesh and blood will be hooked out."

"The pattern of the wounds of people injured by the Broken Cloud Spear..."

Ge Lao was silent as he spoke.

He suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open.

At first, Wei Zhao's wound was treated by Old Man Qian from Xilin Village, but it was not treated properly. Later, the wound broke, and it was bandaged again, and then it continued to break and bandage.

When Ge Lao was treating it, he was too concerned about Wei Zhao's condition, and the wound was severely red and swollen.

So much so that he overlooked one thing.

Now that I think about it, the shape of the wound is a bit like...

Ge Lao took a deep breath.

At that time, Wei Zhao's bloody body was brought back by Chi Yu and the rest of the Wei family army.

Although he found it hard to accept, he never doubted that the person in the coffin was not the general.

After seeing Wei Zhao again, even if there were doubts, seeing that Wei Zhao was unwilling to talk about it, Ge Lao did not spend much time thinking about it.

Anyway, it's good to be alive.

But now...

if it is said that Wei Zhao was robbed of the Broken Cloud Spear by the enemy on the battlefield and was stabbed half to death, he would not believe it.

This matter is too big, and he can't digest it.

Ge Lao can't figure it out.

Why is the general like this? He survived the most difficult times, and saw that the Shunguo Mansion was more prosperous than when General Jingyuan was there.

Wei Zhao and General Jingyuan are different.

He pretended to be loyal first and then had strategies.

Yes, Wei Zhao won every battle.

But he always had a backup plan.

Who doesn't know that Wei Zhao broke into the enemy's camp many times? He was so arrogant that he presented the chopped-off heads of enemy generals to the emperor of the enemy country.

The common people thought that Wei Zhao was provoking the enemy country, and it was refreshing to hear it.

But the royal family would not.

In the eyes of the royal family, Wei Zhao clearly used this form to silently convey two messages.

First, he went to the enemy camp without spending a single soldier and was able to escape unscathed, which shows that he is fully fledged and should not be underestimated.

Second, he went to see the emperor of the enemy country. What did he say in private? What he did is unknown.

But every time Wei Zhao returned to Shangjing and met the emperor, his face was only respectful as a minister.

Dogs will jump over the wall when they are desperate.

What about him?

If it is really a fight to the death, the royal family may not gain much advantage.

He succeeded in making Emperor Ying Qian afraid of him, but he dared not get rid of him.

To get to this point, how much Wei Zhao paid, Ge Lao saw it in his eyes.

The wife of Shunguogong was strict with the general. Ge Lao didn't know if the general had any complaints in his heart, but he knew that the general was particularly filial to this mother.

Especially after Shunguogong left, the general's monthly letters to Shangjing never stopped.

How could he...

Ge Lao's eyelids twitched.