Three against one.
After hitting her, Luo Mingwei asked fiercely, "You brat, tell me, aren't you treating your wife badly?"
He Fengmian said helplessly, "I didn't."
Mingye was furious: "You still say no? If you didn't, then why is your wife saying such things? You must be out there having a good time and hurt her feelings."
He Fengmian gritted his teeth: "...I really didn't."
But the three elders clearly did not believe it.
Luo Mingwei said fiercely, "Since Shulan is a good girl, you have to treat her well. Don't be fickle, understand?"
"Whether it's our Luo family, or your grandfather and your father, they all only married one wife in their lives. Don't follow my example and have three wives and four concubines, or I'll break your legs."
He Fengmian: "..."
He's never even slept with a woman, so where did he get the idea of having three wives and four concubines?
After finally getting a beating and listening to a lecture.
Back at the clinic, Shulan was surprised to see a bruise on He Fengmian's lip.
He asked with concern, "General, what's wrong with you?"
He Fengmian looked at her with a complicated expression, seeing her innocent face, clearly not understanding what had happened.
Who would have thought that he, the mighty Divine Martial General of the Great Feng Dynasty, would one day be beaten up by his elders?
The key issue is that these are some fabricated charges.
Luo Mingwei and the others quickly put on a kind and smiling face and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I just asked this kid to handle something, and he accidentally messed it up himself."
After saying that, he glared at her.
He Fengmian: "..."
Shulan naturally didn't believe that such a grown person could accidentally bump their lip.
He even saw the fierce look in Uncle Luo's eyes when he glared at the general, but he never expected that it was because of him that the man was beaten.
She just felt that this was a matter between the uncle and nephew, and it was inappropriate for her to interfere.
Feeling inexplicably sorry for the general, he kindly said, "I'll help you apply the medicine later."
Then, He Fengmian felt the death stares of his elders.
While Shulan wasn't paying attention, Luo Mingwei had already moved closer to his nephew.
He said very quickly and carefully, "Look how good your wife is to you, yet you've done something worse than an animal."
Then, when his nephew's wife turned around and looked at them, he immediately beamed, looking like a loving elder.
General He, who was worse than a beast: "..."
Tired, let's destroy it.
But it couldn't be destroyed. He still had to sit there, watching Doctor Shu take his uncle's pulse and perform acupuncture, while teaching Huang Qi and the others who were now free, and writing down prescriptions: "Uncle, if you're not busy, stay here for a while longer and soak in medicinal baths for a while. This will not only help expel the toxins from the 'flowing pearl' in your body, but also strengthen your body and benefit your health."
Since Yan San had already been arrested, Luo Mingwei was indeed out of trouble and readily agreed.
At the same time, he glared at his nephew.
He needs to see how this kid gets along with his nephew's wife before he can feel at ease.
His parents are gone, and his grandfather is getting old. As his uncle, he has to teach these two brats well and not let other girls suffer.
He Fengmian remained expressionless, adopting a lazy, indifferent attitude.
Only after seeing Shulan holding the medicated oil did he say, "I don't need it."
"Apply some. My medicated oil isn't spicy. It has mint in it, so it has a cooling sensation that feels very comfortable."
He's a general, after all; it's not good for him to go to the military camp with these bruises.
He Fengmian then took it, but when he tried to apply it, he didn't do it correctly.
"A little to the left, yes, there's still one corner that hasn't been painted." Shulan directed, but because there was no bronze mirror, the painting didn't look very good.
Fearing he would be laughed at if he went out, she said, "There's still a small corner you haven't painted. Let me help you."
He took the ointment from her hand and said, "Tonight, look in the mirror and apply more. If you do it diligently, you shouldn't be able to see any trace of it by tomorrow."
"Hmm." The two were not close, and their posture was not ambiguous, but the smell of medicine on her body made his thoughts drift.
Thinking that if this were really his wife, he would definitely not want her to suffer.
He never even considered having multiple wives and concubines. Winning the heart of one person was already a wonderful thing. Besides, they spent most of their time in the border town, their fates unknown, so they had no extra thoughts to think about anything else.
So my uncle's worries were really unnecessary...
Shulan looked at his furrowed brows and asked, "Is your head hurting?"
He's been busy with his own things lately, and hasn't been getting massages regularly.
Thinking that it wouldn't take long, I asked, "Would you like me to massage your head to help you recover?"
Looking at her concerned eyes, He Fengmian, almost unconsciously, said, "Okay."
Shulan massaged her temples and head with a very comfortable technique, which made her close her eyes.
This scene was witnessed by the three people who wanted to come in. Seeing the sweet and affectionate couple, they were very satisfied and gratified.
That's right. As husband and wife, they should naturally be in harmony.
Sure enough, beating him up did have an effect.
Then, happily, she ran over to Uncle Rong and the others to eat, leaving the young couple to be all lovey-dovey here.
All of this was delivered by carrier pigeon in less than half a day, and it would reach He Fengling in the capital in another seven or eight days.
When He Xiaobao saw the familiar plump pigeon, he remembered the delicious stewed pigeon he had eaten that day.
Before even He Fengling could react, he saw him pounce on the pigeon, looking like he wanted to stew it.
The pigeons were so frightened that they fluttered and flew around, while the chubby boy was grabbed by the collar and flailed his arms and legs in the air.
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