The sky darkened and dusk fell. In the ancestral hall of the Shunguo Mansion, the candlelight was dim and the lacquer on the printed tablets was cold.

Ning Suchan opened the pages of the sutras she had copied in her hand and threw them into the copper basin.

The flames shot up and licked the pages.

"I forgot to tell you that the son of the loyal and brave marquis got married some time ago."

"The couple only had this one son. The wedding was grand and half of the officials in the capital went to celebrate. That night, the loyal and brave marquis drank and mentioned you when he was drunk."

"After you got into trouble, he deduced countless solutions to the chess pieces left for him over the years, but every time he made a move, it was like he had cut off the last ray of hope with his own hands."

The fingertips were suspended in the air, and they were reluctant to fall.

"They say chess is like life. He originally thought that there was no way out of this endgame."

"But on that day, in front of him, a white piece rolled half an inch, revealing a flaw. The black piece knocked down again, and the whole board was alive in an instant, but it fell into a deeper killing game the next moment."

She spoke slowly, as if she was talking about family matters.

"Loyal and Brave Marquis regrets that I can no longer drink with you."

"I regret it too."

"When Guizhi got married, both parents were not there."

"Although my daughter-in-law didn't mention it, and she didn't feel wronged, I always felt that I treated her badly."

Ning Suchan, wearing a men's style ring that didn't fit her, touched the cold engraving on the tablet with her fingertips. The sandalwood ash fell on her plain dress, just like the paper money that fell in the mourning hall that year.

She murmured in a low voice.

"When you left, you said that the Great Jin should have a wise leader. Now Guizhi is going to do this."

"Husband..."

"Please protect him."

"Don't let him... follow in your footsteps."

The last scripture burned out, and the ancestral hall suddenly became quiet.

Suddenly, there was a breeze, and the candlelight flickered.

Ning Suchan raised her eyes.

She saw a wisp of green smoke curling up and lingering. As if an old friend had silently responded to

her, Ning Suchan came out of the ancestral hall and went straight back to the main courtyard.

"Guizhi hasn't come back yet?"

"My lady, the general came back an hour ago. The young lady went to the kitchen to urge for the meal."

Ning Suchan nodded slightly.

"But..."

Ning Suchan paused: "Why?"

"There are a few nourishing meals. After the dishes were removed, I took a look and found that there was not much warm and nourishing soup left."

Guizhi never liked to drink soup.

Ning Suchan frowned.

Could he be injured?

Every time he returned from the border in triumph, he would never say that there was something wrong with other parts unless it was on his face, neck, or hands, where the scars could be seen at a glance. He

had not returned for several days in a row, and it was too dark last night, so she couldn't see anything.

Ning Suchan was worried: "I'll go take a look."

Inside the house.

The lights were on.

Yu Tingwan was sweating all over, tired and annoyed, groaning.

"I..."

"Shh."

Yu Tingwan was about to be dissatisfied.

"Mother is here."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

She couldn't hide her guilty conscience.

But she didn't hear any movement outside for a long time, and thought Wei Zhao was lying to her.

Yu Tingwan couldn't control her trembling. Tears flashed in the corners of her eyes, and her white and smooth arms were powerless to push.

Then she heard Ning Suchan knocking on the door outside.

"Guizhi."

The door was locked, and she couldn't push the door open.

The thick-skinned Yu Tingwan felt ashamed for the first time, and her whole body was hot and uncomfortable, and she didn't dare to move.

This feeling is indescribable.

She held her breath, not even breathing.

But Wei Zhao didn't care at all, and picked her up by the waist.

She couldn't help but shrink her pupils and covered her mouth tightly.

She was afraid that people outside would know what they were doing.

This feeling was as shameful as being caught having an affair.

After all, he was a martial artist. Wei Zhao walked quietly and took her to the bathroom at a leisurely pace.

"Get out!"

The instigator leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

It was very bad.

"Shh."

"Don't make a sound. Is this honorable?"

Yu Tingwan: ???

Bastard.

After waiting for a while, Ning Suchan heard no movement inside.

"Madam, maybe the general has gone to bed."

No.

She knew her son well. He

would be very alert if there was any movement. It's impossible that he didn't respond.

Yu Tingwan didn't seem to go to bed so early.

At this time, he should be leaning comfortably on the golden rocking chair in the yard, eating bird's nest, and asked her if she wanted a bowl.

Ning Suchan laughed: "I think he missed his wife who was bored in the mansion for many days, so he took her out."

Yu Tingwan didn't know how she could survive this night.

But she didn't dare to curse loudly. She

didn't have the strength to punch Wei Zhao twice.

When her body was wiped clean by him and sank into the soft couch, she turned her back to Wei Zhao and didn't even want to look at him.

Wei Zhao was so ignorant that he turned her over.

Yu Tingwan endured the soreness and continued to turn over slowly and hard to face the wall.

His shoulder was gently hooked by him again, and Wei Zhao continued to pull.

Yu Tingwan turned over, and he continued to pull.

No one spoke after a few rounds.

She couldn't turn over.

The firelight flickered gently, illuminating the curtains half-transparently, a layer of crimson mist, surrounding the two people who were looking at each other on the couch, and casting hazy ripples on the brocade quilt.

Yu Tingwan's black hair was half loose, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye was particularly clear under the candlelight. The bedding was piled up at her waist, revealing a section of her snow-white neck.

She always felt that something was overlooked.

But she couldn't remember it.

He leaned on the pillow with one hand supporting his chin, and his fingertips were still hooked on a strand of the woman's scattered hair.

"Continue?"

In a questioning tone.

Yu Tingwan uttered two words: "Provocation?"

Wei Zhao: "I thought you liked it."

Like it bullshit!

I clearly don't want to see you!

She informed him: "You're done."

Wei Zhao: "I heard it."

Don't mention it, I haven't been hammered for a long time, I miss it.

Yu Tingwan:? ? ?

Wei Zhao was considerate of her lack of strength at the moment.

He hugged her in his arms: "Sleep first."

Get enough rest.

Wei Zhao: "I'll wait tomorrow."

Yu Tingwan's breath was stuck in her throat, unable to get up or out. She had a blank expression on her face, but she couldn't hide the rouge-colored marks that had spread earlier.

"Don't owe me."

There was no deterrent power at all.

Wei Zhao smiled: "Dry mouth?"

After all, a lot of water had flowed out. It would have been fine

if he didn't mention it, but he really felt thirsty when he mentioned it.

Yu Tingwan: "Yeah."

Wei Zhao: "Where is the deer blood wine?" Yu Tingwan:

? ? ?

He slowly straightened up, with a small flame reflected in his eyes, flickering like a dormant beast.   "

Pour you a glass."

Yu Tingwan felt swollen all over when she heard the three words "deer blood wine", especially that part.

"No... no."

Wei Zhao: "What are you nervous about?"

"I don't drink it."

The next morning. The strange cry of a blue crow came from outside the yard.   Fu Meng thought it was noisy, and when the blue crow flew low, he pounced on it and caught it in his mouth.   "Ha."   The blue crow sneered: "You annoying little goblin."   Fu Meng: ?   For a moment, she wanted to swallow it in one gulp.   But she felt sick.   Ning Suchan always liked quietness. When she heard the noise outside, she had already gotten used to it.   She shook her head helplessly. She   picked up a spring roll for Wei Zhao with chopsticks.   There was a direct gaze on her.   Yu Tingwan, who was eating just now, suddenly raised his eyes. (End of this chapter)