Chapter 130 Do you want to feed him mouth to mouth?
The cold wind was howling, the endless white snow was all white, the trees were bare, empty and desolate.
As Wei Zhao expected, the coffin arrived in Yiling.
The Wei family is a noble family with its roots here. The clan members were crowded at the door of the old house waiting.
The elderly man standing in the front and being supported was the elder of the Wei family. His face was as dry as a dead tree, and his hair was gray.
He was dressed in plain clothes and his face was sad.
His hand trembled as he touched the coffin, and tears flashed in his eyes.
"Did Guizhi leave any words before he died?"
The general had to perform the etiquette of the younger generation when he met the elders of the clan. Chi Yu responded respectfully.
"No."
His voice was hoarse: "It was too late at the time."
Many people wiped their tears and held back their sobs.
The elder closed his eyes.
"When Guizhi sent Feng Xing back, I was standing here."
The Feng Xing he was talking about was Wei Zhao's father, Duke Shun.
"How many years has Feng Xing's wife been a widow? And now..., how can she bear it?"
The elder still remembers that Wei Feng Xing specially returned to his hometown before getting married. Such a calm man couldn't hide his joy.
He said.
[Grandpa, she has been engaged since childhood, and I thought we would not be together in this life. But when I learned that she broke off the engagement, I couldn't sit still. It's not what a gentleman does. I have admired her for many years, and I can say that I have waited for the clouds to clear and finally saw the moon.]
Later, Feng Xing got into trouble, and his wife almost lost half her life.
Such a dignified and obedient woman cried in front of him.
["Grandpa, Feng Xing was a civil official who had no intention of fighting with the royal family, and what happened? I don't believe that there was no cause of his death... Guizhi was a military general. There are no eyes on the swords on the border. If something happens to him, I..."]
Lady Shunguo didn't want Wei Zhao to charge into battle and risk his life.
【“But he insisted on doing it his own way and didn’t listen to my advice. That child is thoughtful and doesn’t tell me what he thinks. I… I’m afraid that he will be upset about the ban.”】
【“Yes, I have been strict with him since he was young, and I want him to do everything to the best of his ability. I knew he had complaints, but I turned a blind eye and repeatedly restricted him. Grandfather, I regret it now.”】
The veins on the back of the elder Yi’s hand bulged.
What he remembered more clearly was that night when Wei Zhao sat opposite him and played chess.
He was testing him intentionally.
【“You know what your mother thinks, even if I don’t need to mention it. In other words, what the great grandfather meant was…”】
Wei Zhao’s eyes were heavy, and he made a move casually
【“After my father left, if I don’t have power, the next person in the palace will make a move on me.”】
【“The lifeline of the Wei family now depends on me. I am already at the forefront of the storm, how can I stay out of it?”】
If he gained power, he would ensure the prosperity of the Wei family. If he died, his subordinates would also ensure their safety for the rest of their lives.
【“Great-grandfather, you shouldn’t have advised me.”】
Thinking of this, the elder breathed a sigh of pain.
How could a person be forced to this point!
He was inconsolable, but a person in extreme grief could not cry out loud.
“I am old and my eyesight is not good. Every time he comes, I can only see a vague outline. However, he should be like his father.”
But he couldn’t figure it out.
“I have lived a long life with my old bones, but I have to watch the old send off the young again and again.”
Wei Zhao was so young, and he didn’t even leave any offspring, just like that.
Thinking of this, his voice became more and more urgent.
“Among the younger generations, the one I love the most is Feng Xing. But his lineage is completely cut off!”
Suddenly, his eyes went black and he fainted completely.
The scene followed chaos.
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Ze County.
The wind blew particularly hard at midnight, twitching and hitting the windows.
As the night deepened, the alley fell into silence, and only the sound of bangs from the night watch could be heard in the distance.
Wei Zhao woke up in the middle of the night, his throat was dry and sore, and he suppressed a low cough.
Yu Tingwan was a light sleeper, so she quickly got up from the couch and took out the night pearl.
The room was suddenly as bright as day.
She didn't have to rush around. She got off the couch and went to get the Chuanbei loquat dew left by Doctor Ge. It was a small bottle that was not even the size of a palm, but it contained a lot of top-quality medicinal materials.
The effect was good, but the taste was extremely unbearable.
Yu Tingwan smelled it.
She said softly: "Do you want sugar?"
Wei Zhao: ...
He really hates sweet food.
Yu Tingwan helped to open the bottle cork and handed it over: "Do you want to coax her?"
Wei Zhao: ...
Do you think she is the girl next door? She won't cooperate with the medicine.
Yu Tingwan coughed lightly and asked: "Do you want to feed her mouth to mouth?"
It is said that this way it will not be bitter but sweet, and it can also cultivate the relationship between husband and wife. Yu Tingwan is particularly proactive and eager to try.
Wei Zhao's hand trembled, and he frowned and swallowed it without hesitation.
The cool feeling relieved the discomfort in his throat.
But it was really hard to drink, so much so that even Wei Zhao, who was not afraid of death, had a moment of distortion.
Yu Tingwan: ...
Rejected again.
Fortunately, the girl is used to it.
Otherwise, how can she become more and more courageous?
She took the empty medicine bottle and put it down depressedly. But the moment she turned around. She felt dizzy and seemed to hear herself persuading again from afar.
"Good medicine tastes bitter but is beneficial to the disease. The taste of the medicine made by Doctor Ge is a bit strange. Even the dogs on the road will run away when they smell it, but it is effective. Young master, bear it and swallow it in big gulps."
Then came the man's lazy voice.
"I'm almost well. I'm afraid that Ge made this medicine to torture me."
Yu Tingwan: "I think you have to drink it."
He was particularly easy to talk to.
"Okay."
Wei Zhao: "Come and feed me."
"Yu Tingwan, why are you using a spoon this time? Wasn't it fine yesterday?"
He laughed.
"Is your lip swollen because of me? Is it painful?"
The conversation stopped abruptly.
But Yu Tingwan seemed to be numb all over as if he had been electrocuted.
The man in the previous life must be a demon!
Obviously the same person, how can he be so different?
Yu Tingwan was about to go to the kitchen to get some hot water with a strange look on his face.
But when he left the house, he noticed a rustling sound at the door.
Yes.
Fu Meng is here again.
It had a bulging bundle hanging around its neck, which it dropped when it reached the door of the Wei family.
Its claws were very sharp, but now it was clumsily picking at the knot on the bundle.
With a creak, the door was pushed open from the inside.
Under the moonlight and the night pearl, the white tiger's fur seemed to have a smooth and lustrous luster.
Yu Tingwan's hand fell on the door, and his eyes trembled.
Surprising? It seemed that there was nothing particularly surprising.
But to say that it was not surprising, seeing the white tiger put the objects in the bundle into the pit one by one. It would be a lie to say that he was not shocked.
Fu Meng looked up excitedly at the sound, but when he saw Yu Tingwan, he turned into loss.
It didn't care about anything else and suddenly tried to rush into the house.
But someone was faster than it.
With a bang, the door was closed.
Fu Meng: ???
It's so angry! ! !
Fu Meng raised his paw pads and knocked on the door hurriedly and heavily.
The door is open! Let it in!
"Ahem."
There was only one cough.
It belonged to Wei Zhao.
The sound was not loud, at least Yu Tingwan didn't hear it.
But Fu Meng heard it.
The tiger thing was warned.
It let out a low mournful cry, slowly retracted its meat pads, and was in a state of dismay.
It was really sad!!!
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