Zhao Xiheng opened her eyes and was met with Wei Li's stern face. He propped his head up and looked at her expressionlessly.
She jumped up in fright, her forehead hitting his head squarely, and both of their heads rang simultaneously.
Wei Li covered his forehead and grinned, "I haven't even settled the score with you for what you did to me last night. What's wrong with you now? Why are you hitting my head again?"
Wei Li's head was hard, and the impact made Zhao Xiheng feel hot and numb from the top of her head to her nasal cavity. She couldn't hear what Wei Li was saying, and just kept covering her forehead, lying on the pillow, ignoring him.
"Are you alright? Let me take a look." Wei Li saw that she was standing there motionless, and he didn't care about himself anymore. He grimaced and tried to pry Zhao Xiheng up.
She remained motionless, hoping nothing would happen. He was so young, barely twenty, and didn't want to become a widower so early.
Zhao Xiheng is easily moved to tears; normally, tears would flow easily. But now, she bit her lower lip, and not a single tear appeared.
Stubborn little calf, always on its feet.
She grabbed Wei Li's clothes, squeezing them tightly as if pinching his flesh, nudged him with her elbow, and turned her head away so he wouldn't see.
What an idiot! Getting up early in the morning and not going out, just watching her sleep, how did he get so excited? His head feels like it's made of iron, it hurts to bump into it.
Wei Li forcibly turned her face around, brushed the hair from her forehead, and found a patch of red and bluish hair, with a bump the size of a goose egg poised to bulge out.
He poked Zhao Xiheng's forehead. His own forehead no longer hurt, so why was Zhao Xiheng so fragile? She got angry at the slightest touch.
Zhao Xiheng was both in pain and angry, so she kicked him in anger.
"Whoosh..." He blew on it twice, then hesitated before suggesting, "How about I lick it for you?"
I've heard that licking a wound with saliva helps it heal faster.
Zhao Xiheng shuddered, grabbed the blanket and rolled away. Licking it? Is she a dog? What an idiot!
The unpleasant morning left the two speechless. As Zhao Xiheng washed up, she looked at the shimmering water and could see the bump on her forehead. She felt like tearing Wei Li apart.
Wei Li went out, and Zhao Xiheng didn't look in the mirror all day. She had a big bump on her forehead, which affected her appearance, so she decided to ignore it.
Hearing that the bump on the lady's forehead was caused by Wei Li, the maids who already favored Zhao Xiheng naturally harbored even more resentment towards Wei Li.
It was a waste that such a delicate beauty was with you, and you even bruised her forehead.
Zhao Xiheng threw the lip rouge that Wei Li had bought yesterday with a clattering sound. Wei Li does nothing but make her angry all day long; he's completely useless. He might as well go patrol the camp and never come back.
Chen Ruonan rolled around on the kang (a heated brick bed), eventually rolling next to her brother. Her brother, annoyed by her, pushed her back, saying, "All you do is eat and sleep all day. What good are you? I'll find you a husband tomorrow. Stop wasting my money at home all day. If you squander all my money, where will you support your sister-in-law?"
"You think you can even get married? Who's going to be with you?" Chen Ruonan rolled back. "If you don't give me money to spend, you'll have nowhere else to spend it."
Before Chen Ruojiang started working for Wei Li, there were quite a few matchmakers who came to his door to introduce him to potential partners. But ever since he started working for Wei Li, everyone thinks he's not a good person, and naturally, no girl is willing to marry him.
Chen Ruonan had a strong attachment to Wei Li. When her family was at its poorest, she witnessed Wei Li throwing money at her family, which inevitably stirred the heart of the young girl.
However, she had a high moral standard. When she heard that Wei Li had gotten married, she just wanted to see what Zhao Xiheng was like and how she was better than her. She had no intention of ruining the marriage.
After seeing Zhao Xiheng, she was upset for several days and cried twice in front of Chen Ruojiang. Chen Ruojiang was so annoyed by her crying that he took some money and told her to go shopping and leave him alone.
After a few days of eating and drinking, Chen Ruonan's mood improved, and she even gained a couple of ounces of weight.
Chen Ruojiang slapped her on the head and said, "Shut up."
"I want to go out and play."
"go."
"I want to go and play with that princess."
Chen Ruojiang glanced at her twice without saying anything, and Chen Ruonan took that as his agreement.
Zhao Xiheng had just been hit on the head by Wei Li, and had a bump the size of a goose egg on her head. Naturally, she didn't want to see anyone, so she politely declined Chen Ruonan's visit.
Chen Ruonan pouted, thinking that Zhao Xiheng disliked her, so she turned around dejectedly and went to a nearby noodle shop to eat three large bowls of noodles before she could calm down.
To be fair, she did like the princess quite a bit.
She's pretty and has a pleasant voice.
Her father died more than ten years ago, and her mother died a few years earlier from an incurable illness. Her brother is a rough and impulsive man. Although he loves her, he loves her in a different way, with a mix of belittling and insulting. Over the years, no one has ever praised her.
Zhao Xiheng felt a little embarrassed after refusing the visitor's offer, especially since the person had left crying after being insulted by Wei Li last time.
She picked out several jars of osmanthus-scented lip balm and had them delivered to Chen Ruonan.
Chen Ruonan wrote a lengthy letter to Zhao Xiheng to express her gratitude and said she would like to visit her next time.
Zhao Xiheng had few friends because she was far from home; Chen Ruonan also didn't have any close female friends because her brother worked for Wei Li.
As they exchanged letters, they came to think that the other was quite nice, and their relationship became closer—but that's another story.
Wei Li grabbed Chen Ruojiang by the back of the collar, "What were you trying to say to me that night?"
"I was busy at the time and didn't have time to listen." When Wei Li said the word "busy," her face flushed slightly.
Busy, yes, busy with important matters.
Chen Ruojiang scratched his head. After leaving Wei Li's study that day, he reflected on himself and realized that he had indeed been too impatient. Even if the sky were to fall, it would be a trivial matter in front of his lord. As his lord's subordinate, he should naturally learn from his lord and remain calm even if Mount Tai were to collapse in front of him.
After thinking about it, he said rather calmly, "It's nothing major. It's just that the Emperor of the Great Zhou has passed away, the Crown Prince has ascended the throne, and the reign title has been changed to the new calendar."
King Zhao Mingchen of Zhongshan suspected foul play in the emperor's death and insisted that the crown prince had murdered him. He refused to submit to the emperor, led his men out of Jinyang that very night, returned to his fiefdom, and declared himself emperor, adopting the reign title Fuguang. "Now the Great Zhou is divided in two, one half called Northern Zhou, the other Southern Zhou. My lord, we should be in the Northern Zhou now."
"Then what?"
"Then many feudal lords within the Northern and Southern Zhou dynasties refused to submit and declared themselves independent." Chen Ruojiang gestured the shape of a watermelon, "Originally, the Great Zhou was like a watermelon, split in half, and then cut into several pieces..."
"Just tell me how much of the Great Zhou Dynasty is left." Wei Li rubbed his temples.
“This big.” Chen Ruojiang gestured with a size about half a watermelon. “The combined size of the new emperor and the emperor who overturned the light takes up this much space.”
Wei Li reviewed the size of the watermelon and half a watermelon, and said, "Well done."
Like father, like son. Emperor Shunhe's two sons were no good at defending the territory, but they were masters of infighting.
Is there anything else?
“Yes, yes, yes.” Chen Ruojiang took out a map. “This is a newly made map. There’s also the Goguryeo side. A few days ago, the crown prince of Goguryeo, under the pretense of inspecting southern Goguryeo, led a group of old ministers to establish his own kingdom in southern Goguryeo.”
In other words, Goguryeo is now completely divided in two, with the northern part being the father's territory and the southern part being the son's territory.
"Why do you know?" Wei Li looked at the map, which resembled a shattered corpse, and felt a headache coming on.
Oh, Wang Zhiyao has rebelled?
Why didn't Liu Huan join the rebellion?
Hua Shangle's lack of interest was not unexpected, since he had nothing but a little money.
Should he go against the grain?
"Because the new queen of Goguryeo, our Princess Ming'an, stirred things up." Chen Ruojiang simplified the text, getting straight to the point.
So many big events, any one of them would be quite shocking, yet Chen Ruojiang can still lie through his teeth and tell him it's nothing serious. I didn't realize he was so carefree.
Wei Li thought to himself, he hadn't done much these past few days, except for buying a box of lip rouge yesterday. How could the world have changed so much in the time it took him to buy a box of lip rouge?
When Wei Li sent Zhao Mingxin there, he thought this young lady was no pushover and could stir up trouble in the Goguryeo royal court. But he didn't expect her to be this troublesome. However, considering her two even more troublesome brothers, her abilities seemed to make sense and weren't too surprising.
The Zhao family is truly a bunch of troublemakers, except for Zhao Xiheng.
Zhao Xiheng is timid, weak, and has a soft temper; she cries easily. Occasionally she has a bit of a temper and is quite spoiled. She can spend money, but as long as you can afford to raise her, it's not a big deal and hasn't changed her life much.
At most, it would mean sharing half the house and adding a couple more bowls and chopsticks. At most, it would mean moving from Buxian to the foot of Changbai Mountain. And at most, it would mean he would buy her some odds and ends.
But isn't that how it is when you raise a wife?
Chen Ruojiang was also amazed; the Zhao family really knew how to cause trouble.
Zhao Xiheng is quite a troublemaker, not openly, but secretly. When she came, Wei Li was exhausted and worked hard to support his wife, losing weight as a result.
But it's pretty good.
"My lord, shall we now?" Chen Ruojiang asked for instructions. Since the other side has rebelled, should they also make some trouble?
"Oh..." Wei Li rolled up the map and tucked it into his belt. "What's it to me?"
He then led the horse away.
"My lord, where are you going?"
"Go home." Zhao Xiheng's family has been divided into several parts; he should go back and tell her, just to scare her a little, right?
I wonder if she'll cry when she sees this picture? She probably will. Her father worked so hard for over a decade to build this place, and it just collapsed like that. Who wouldn't feel heartbroken?
Chen Ruojiang, "???"
Wei Li hadn't taken two steps before turning back, mounted his horse, chin slightly raised, his dark eyes piercingly cold, "It's not like nothing's wrong. We'll be guarding the border closely lately. Anyone who dares to step in will be chopped off."
These people may make a fuss, but if anyone tries to ride on his neck and embarrass him, he'll chase them down and chop them into seven or eight pieces.
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