Chapter 107: A good girl, why are you telling dirty jokes?
Wei Zhao looked at the small bag with a string
around it that contained the amulet. The original small hole was not very obvious, and the amulet would not fall out if placed inside. But it could not be used now.
Wei Zhao pursed his lips.
Usually, he never let servants clean his study in the Shunguo Mansion.
It was not that there were any shameful secrets inside, but he did not like others to touch his things.
Even if he did not want something, he would rather destroy it himself than let others touch it.
Only Yu Tingwan...
Seeing that he was silent, she half-lowered her eyes and looked at the hole that could poke a thumb in. Yu Tingwan felt inexplicably guilty.
Yu Tingwan said in a low voice: "It was broken anyway."
She glanced at Wei Zhao twice.
The other party had no expression on his face.
Yu Tingwan knew how much Wei Zhao valued this thing. She was anxious just now and wanted to get an answer urgently: "Don't mind it."
Yu Tingwan: "I know you are getting married for the first time and have no experience."
"But other people's husbands are very generous."
"The wife of the Du family in our village once knocked over the wine that her husband had treasured for eight years. She didn't mind it at that time."
Yu Tingwan said to Wei Zhao gently: "But he cares a lot."
"He cares whether his wife's hand was cut by the broken pieces of the wine pot."
"Such a good example is in front of you. I suggest that your husband should learn from it."
"In this way, we will definitely be as loving as them."
Seeing that she spoke so well.
Wei Zhao was almost laughing.
He didn't know how Yu Tingwan could say such a thing seriously.
Yu Tingwan saw that his eyes were heavy and he didn't say anything.
The girl frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Is it embarrassing for you?"
Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids.
I don't know what state of mind he was in when he spoke.
"Oh."
There was no fluctuation in his tone.
There was no way to tell whether he was in a good or bad mood at the moment.
"How is your hand?"
Yu Tingwan was stunned: "Ah?"
"It hurts just now."
Yu Tingwan: ???
Wei Zhao: "Let me see, do you need to bandage it?"
Yu Tingwan: ???
Are you behaving like that?
You'd better not learn it!
After Wei Zhao finished speaking, he did not forget to ask: "Are you satisfied with this?"
Then he was hit hard by the girl.
Wei Zhao was silent.
Isn't this what you want to hear?
Why did you hit him?
Yu Tingwan poked the hole: "Are you deliberately mocking me, my husband?"
"I'll compensate you."
Wei Zhao folded it gently: "No need."
Yu Tingwan tilted her head and promised: "Then I'll sew it for you."
Wei Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Can you?"
Yu Tingwan:...
She can't.
The girl is clumsy.
Obviously, my mother is the best at needlework, but she can't learn it at all.
But it's come to this. She has to learn even
if she can't.
At worst... At worst, she can go back and secretly ask Hui Niang for help.
Before she even started, Yu Tingwan had found a way out.
She nodded confidently and reservedly.
"Of course, I can do so many things."
She thought about it, and didn't forget to flatter herself.
"I can't help it. I am willing to be responsible for you."
Wei Zhao:...
Yu Tingwan: "My intention in sewing a pocket for you is my intention for you."
With Yu Tingwan's touching attitude towards him, Wei Zhao felt that the pocket was...dangerous.
He pulled the corner of his mouth: "Really?"
This was obviously unbelief!
Yu Tingwan was particularly sincere: "Don't worry. I'm not the kind of person who would take off my pants, pat my butt and walk away after I succeed."
Wei Zhao:...
He dares to say anything.
"You..."
Yu Tingwan: "Hmm?"
Wei Zhao was helpless: "A good girl, why are you making dirty jokes."
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It was late, and Yu Tingwan planned to make a bag tomorrow.
The lights in the house were turned off. Yu Tingwan gathered her wrung-out hair and got on the couch.
After a busy day and straining her brain, she was already sleepy.
Wei Zhao's voice came from her ear.
"I don't want to hide anything from you."
Wei Zhao: "I really am Wei Zhao."
Yu Tingwan perfunctorily: "Okay, okay, I heard it. Go to sleep, and when you are free later, let's ask mother to make dumplings for us."
Wei Zhao said faintly: "Why don't you believe it?"
Yu Tingwan:...
Why should she believe it.
She saw the coffin today.
Wei Zhao seemed to be able to see through her thoughts: "The inside of the coffin is fake."
Yu Tingwan:...
Can you be more ridiculous!
"How is it possible?"
Wei Zhao said lightly: "But it doesn't matter."
"I don't really want that identity."
The most important thing now is to heal the injury and ensure that there is no risk, and then slowly plan the rest.
Wei Zhao was never impatient, and he had plenty of patience for such things.
The room was dark, and Yu Tingwan could not see the darkness in Wei Zhao's eyes.
"How could so many people in the Wei family army make a mistake in identifying the general?"
That was true.
But what if someone covered for him?
Fu Meng was so big, he was the focus. He took away so many life-saving pills and carried him away from the battlefield. If no one was there to deal with the aftermath, how could people not notice something was wrong?
Yu Tingwan was helpless.
"General Wei is a dragon among men, my husband, don't joke with him."
Wei Zhao paused.
He had heard too many words of praise. He
said that he was young and promising, that he was good at making decisions, that he was a man of great talent... There were countless words of praise.
Wei Zhao could not make any waves, and he always laughed it off.
But now...
He murmured: "Dragon among men?"
He sneered: "He is not." He
was so sleepy that Yu Tingwan was dazed and perfunctory in his response. His voice became lighter and lighter, and his breathing became shallower as he fell asleep.
The room fell into silence.
I don't know how long it has been, but Wei Zhao's voice came from the side.
He called the girl's name softly. "Yu Tingwan."
His voice was dry: "That man is not that good, he is more stupid than anyone else."
Otherwise, how could he have been deceived for more than ten years without realizing it.
Maybe because he slept for a long time during the day, Wei Zhao was very sober at this moment.
He thought about the affairs of the court and the Shunguo Mansion.
Emperor Ying Qian had five sons, among whom the crown prince and the fifth prince Ying Yin stood out the most.
It's a pity that the crown prince is sick and weak, and his body is getting worse.
The court changes rapidly, and how many people are staring at the dragon throne...
He lowered his eyes, his eyes deep and sharp.
I don't know how long it has been, the sleeping girl unconsciously came to him.
Obviously, when they just got married, Yu Tingwan's sleeping posture was very good, and there was a clear distinction between the two.
But she always pushes the limit. She
can keep him hanging during the day, and try to find a sense of existence at night.
The girl got closer and closer, and finally her body was close to Wei Zhao's arm.
Okay, no more moving.
Her soft breath hit Wei Zhao's neck, and the breath invaded inch by inch, bringing waves of numbness.
Wei Zhao's Adam's apple rolled.
He stretched out his hand halfway and then retracted it, and did not push her away.
He sighed.
Thinking of what Rong Di said about what happened in front of the Dong family's door in the daytime, his eyes flashed coldly again, and his tone was low.
"Go to sleep. Those who touch you will not have a good end."
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