Chapter 181 Indecent

She didn’t know if other men were like this, or if Wei Zhao was more excessive.

After all, the girl had never seen anyone else like this.

But one thing could be confirmed.

He was not impotent!

Nor was he rotten!

He just looked scary.

She turned around abruptly, and her face began to get hot belatedly. She lowered her head to look at the ground, scratching her fingertips helplessly.

There seemed to be a faint sneer behind her.

No need to guess, you know who it is!

Really.

For the first time, Yu Tingwan felt like a joke.

She had been trying to comfort Wei Zhao all these days, just because she was afraid that he would not be able to get over it!

No wonder Wei Zhao’s reaction after hearing it was always weird!

Wei Zhao got on the bed and Ge Lao took his pulse first.

Ge Lao looked at his tongue again, his face solemn: "General, if you really can't hold on, you must tell me."

Wei Zhao ignored him.

Old Ge asked Shunzi to bring the cooked ginseng tea to Wei Zhao and he said, "The acupuncture points have changed a lot this time, and the pain is unusual. If you can't bear it, I will stuff some cotton cloth into your mouth to prevent you from biting your tongue when you turn around."

Wei Zhao didn't say anything either, and he looked at the girl's stiff back from the corner of his eye.

It turned out that she still had a reaction. If

Yu Tingwan didn't change her expression, her heart would be as hard as a river clam, and it would be useless to pry it open.

How could she understand that husband was not just a simple title, but a pillow person who would do all the intimate things in the world with her.

Acupuncture is a very laborious thing.

Old Ge didn't dare to be distracted, and he roasted the silver needles soaked in strong liquor over the flame of a burning candle.

Different acupuncture points require different methods.

Some have to be roasted red and then inserted directly into the acupuncture point. Very deep ones.

Some have to be slowly rubbed in several places.

Wei Zhao is a person with excellent endurance.

But after only half an incense stick, he was already sweating profusely, and veins on his forehead were bulging.

Every needle must be inserted correctly. A slight mistake can lead to a huge error. If one needle hits a different acupuncture point, all the steps must be repeated.

Wei Zhao had to endure the offense all over again.

But how could his body bear it?

Therefore, there could be no mistakes.

To prevent him from curling up in pain, Ge Lao asked Shunzi to hold down his hands and feet.

Wei Zhao looked at Ge Lao gloomily while he inserted the needle.

Ge Lao: "Does it hurt?"

Wei Zhao said nasally: "Yeah."

Ge Lao was very irritable: "Don't look at it!"

"The more you look, the more it hurts!"

"Can't you close your eyes?"

Wei Zhao: ? ?

How... dare you teach him to do things?

Half an hour later, Shunzi said timidly: "General, are you okay?"

Wei Zhao's voice was broken: "You... come... try... try."

Very good, it's still annoying at this time.

But not long after, Yu Tingwan only heard a painful groan behind him.

Yu Tingwan, who was tired of standing, didn't care about the ups and downs of his mood, and turned around quickly.

These days, she had deliberately listened to a lot of things about the Wei family outside without Wei Zhao's knowledge.

The death of General Jingyuan was a great blow to the Shunguo Mansion.

Fortunately, the Shunguo Duke was able to take on the heavy responsibility.

Shunguo was highly respected in the court, and it was not just a showpiece. Many court officials mentioned it and bowed in the direction of the Shunguo Mansion.

But after his death, if Wei Zhao did not make achievements, how could he support the whole family?

It is said that the Shunguo Mansion has a good feng shui, and all his descendants are accomplished.

But Yu Tingwan only saw the criss-crossing scars on Wei Zhao's body, which were all earned from fighting on the battlefield for many years.

She didn't dare to glance around.

After all, she was scared.

But... even though she knew that Wei Zhao would be fine, the girl still felt a pang in her heart when she saw his face.

His slightly moving lips were pale and bloodless, his body trembled slightly, his teeth were clenched, his hands were cramped, and his breathing was weak and chaotic.

Ge Lao started the second round of acupuncture.

For the next needle, the previous ones must be taken one by one.

Seeing that Wei Zhao was not in good condition, his eyelids drooped and he was about to fall asleep, Ge Lao felt that it was not good.

"He can't fall asleep. Someone come and talk to him."

If he closes his eyes, he won't wake up!

Shunzi thinks he can!

"General, do you remember the last time you fought on your own at the border..."

Wei Zhao didn't want to hear it.

Shunzi: "When I first met you..."

Wei Zhao became even more sleepy.

Old Ge was angry: "Shut up!"

"The general and a grown man like you are reminiscing about the past?"

Shunzi had to look at Yu Tingwan.

The girl held out her handkerchief to wipe his sweat without delaying Old Ge's acupuncture.

Reminiscing about the past, she can!

Her voice was gentle and tender.

"When I first saw you, I knew that we had to get married."

This was the truth.

But it was different when heard by everyone.

Shunzi was not surprised. After all

, the general's charm was strong. Even if he was seriously injured, he was still liked by the young lady.

Old Ge rubbed his sour wrist and stuffed a piece of ginseng into Wei Zhao's mouth.

He didn't want to think about anything else.

However, he admired Yu Tingwan very much.

The Wei family was so poor, and the general was a nobody at the time. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a pit of fire, but Yu Tingwan chose to jump in.

It can be seen that her feelings for the general have transcended life and death.

If the general returns to Shangjing without any worries this time, which blind bastard dares to say that Yu Tingwan is not worthy of Wei's son.

He will send people to the palace of the king of hell with a bottle of poison.

Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan dimly.

Maybe the girl didn't notice that when she told a lie, her eyes would always blink faster than usual.

But this time...

Wei Zhao was a little surprised.

She was telling the truth.

Even her expression was not dry.

Yu Tingwan didn't know how destructive a simple sentence could be.

She thought of something else: "Every year, the village goes fishing after the New Year. We are not here this time, so we shouldn't be able to share."

"But after you get better, I want to go back. The original matter has been concealed for so many years, and we have to make a break."

The girl pursed her lips: "In another month, it will be the anniversary of my parents' death."

"Every year I will make some paper money and burn it under the old locust tree at the foot of the mountain."

When she spoke, Wei Zhao endured the pain, drooped his eyelids, and listened.

He was reluctant to die. He couldn't

speak at this moment.

Even if he could speak, he would not make a sound to choke Yu Tingwan.

The girl chattered, her voice soft and gentle.

Old Ge started the third round...

the fourth round...

When the light dimmed, the night pearl in the room was as bright as day.

The incense stick of the rosewood cloisonné animal ear stove was extinguished at some point, leaving only a faint scent of residual fragrance.

Old Ge held his breath and gave the last shot.

Wei Zhao was not very conscious, but still awake.

"It's done!"

Old Ge's eyes were filled with tears, and he stood up suddenly, but his legs had been stiff and numb from bending over for a long time, and he fell directly to the ground.

But even so, he still laughed out loud.

"Go, get the warm ginseng tea and feed it to the general."

Shunzi: "Hey!"

Old Ge got up: "I'll go write a prescription and boil the medicine."

Seeing that the two people had left, the surroundings were empty.

Yu Tingwan leaned on the edge of the bed to see Wei Zhao.

She had been talking from morning to night, and her throat was hoarse.

Yu Tingwan wanted to say.

- I told you that you would be fine, how could I lie to you?

But I don't know why, it became a sentence when it came to my mouth.

"When will the needle be removed? You are really violating morals."

It was difficult to cover him with the quilt.

Wei Zhao was already very sleepy, but he looked at Yu Tingwan with a burning gaze that was not there before.

He could not make a sound.

But Yu Tingwan could tell by his mouth shape.

"Why?"

There was another arrogant question.

"You are going to use it anyway, so just give me a heads up."