Chapter 51: Share half of my bed
It took half a year to get rid of the remaining poison.
Yu Tingwan looked suspiciously:? ? ?
If this is the case, then the disease in your brain is not caused by falling out, it is already there.
“What about the traitor?”
Wei Zhao twitched the corner of his mouth, and his tone was light, but it made people's hair stand on end.
"He..."
"was eaten by Fu Meng. First he bit off his legs, then tore off his arms, and finally his head. The body was divided into sections Duan, even the bones were chewed into pieces and swallowed. "
At that time, Wei Zhao was sitting on a chair making tea, and the soldiers of the Wei Army were watching carefully, what would happen to him if he betrayed him.
Yu Tingwan:……
The picture is all there.
Seeing that the girl was silent, Wei Zhao thought he was frightened.
He obviously wanted to die, but this moment gave rise to a slight, hard-to-capture pleasure.
Wei Zhao took Yu Tingwan’s hand and pressed it on his chest.
The current medicine is not suitable for him to take. Even if he has to reapply the medicine every day, the wound is not healed and becomes more red and swollen, hideous and terrifying.
The touch under his hands was unfamiliar and warm.
Wherever Yu Tingwan dared to touch, his fingertips shrank and he deliberately avoided it, for fear that his hand would be damaged and blood would gushed out from the wound.
Wei Zhao did not let her move.
He lowered his eyelids and spoke calmly.
"This is..."
He suddenly smiled.
“I stabbed it myself.”
The dust is rolling on the battlefield, and the jackdaws are crowing alone on the branches. The sound of drums, fighting, and weapons clashing together with the screams are still deafening one after another.
As the smoke filled the air, all that could be seen were stumps and broken arms. Arrow feathers flew down in the air, and his eyes turned red.
The enemy army is gone.
In my ears are the voices of counselors and the drums of victory.
The young general raised his eyes and glanced at the blue sky.
Who would have thought that Wei Zhao, the most famous general in Beijing, was just a joke.
The Cloud-breaking Spear, which he had used to kill foreign enemies for many years, was pointed at him for the first time with a sharp and cold light.
Wearing armor, he held the gun body and pushed it into his chest inch by inch, piercing his body. Blood splattered everywhere and he fell into a pool of blood.
But he didn't die and came here.
Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan quietly, trying to see the panic and fear inside.
No.
Her eyes looked softly at Wei Zhao's injuries.
It is shocking to be injured like this. I don’t know how dangerous it was at that time and how many crimes I suffered.
Yu Tingwan came closer and carefully blew on the ugly wound. When she looked up at him again, the love in her eyes didn't seem fake.
“It must have been very painful at that time.”
Wei Zhaoding was stunned where he was.
There is always admiration around him.
He is said to be young and promising, brave and good at fighting.
He said he was born to protect his family and country.
It was when he was injured and poisoned, and returned from a great victory, that he always heard.
["As expected of General Wei, he is really good."]
These people only look at the results and never care about the hardships he put in along the way.
This was the first time someone asked him if it hurt.
Wei Zhao's throat was tight, and he felt ridiculous.
But he didn't remain stunned for long.
The girl wiped his upper body and then went to take off his underwear.
Wei Zhao's eyelids twitched and he leaned back.
“This won’t work.”
Yu Tingwan: "I don't care."
Wei Zhao met her innocent eyes and couldn't bear it anymore: "But I do care."
Ah, besides the peace charm, you also care about something else Object.
Oh.
Your innocence.
There are also broken ones...
Yu Tingwan quickly retracted his hand.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
She forgot for a moment!
Yu Tingwan: "Then when dad comes back, I will let you..."
Before he finished speaking, Wei Zhao put on his inner clothes and looked at him seriously.
Forget it.
She has hurt Wei Zhao's self-esteem.
"Are you hungry?" "No."
Yu Tingwan: "Then wash your feet."
When Yu Tingwan took the basin out, got some hot water and cleaned herself up, Wei Zhao had already laid down with his back against her, refusing to communicate.
The girl blew on the kerosene lamp, took off her shoes and climbed into bed.
The quilt was as comfortable as she thought.
At this time, Wei Shouzhong came back, talking to Huiniang in a low voice outside, with Wei Zhao breathing lightly beside him, and Yu Tingwan felt more at ease than ever before.
She pressed her hand on the pillow and looked at the person beside it.
Even if it is pitch black, nothing can be seen.
Yu Tingwan came closer to him, and then came closer.
"Can I hold your hand and sleep?"
As the girl approached, her faint fragrance lingered on the tip of my nose.
Smells very good.
She is so poor, she probably can't afford the powder.
Wei Zhao closed his eyes and said coldly: "No."
Okay.
Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.
But after a while.
"Can you warm my feet?"
When Aniang was still here, she would always hold her cold feet between her calves to warm her.
But he was rejected again.
“Can’t.”
Wei Zhao closed his eyes and said faintly: "If you talk again, you can sleep on the floor."
Yu Tingwan:? ?
She didn't believe that Wei Zhao could say such heartless words.
She frowned, very hurt: "Why should I sleep on the ground?"
Wei Zhaoyan: "I am hurt, you are too close."
Yu Ting late understood.
This is indeed a concern.
She stepped back bit by bit, increasing the distance between the two.
Wei Zhao: "Turn your head away."
Yu Tingwan refused: "Why is that? If I sleep in front of you, why am I bothering you?"< br>
I really spoiled you.
Yu Tingwan planned not to argue with him and said softly: "I sleep outside. If husband needs anything, call me. If you want some water, I will bring it to you. If you want to get up at night, I will accompany you. . Watch over you so that you don’t get into trouble in the dark.”
At this point, she asked Wei Zhao: "How is it?"
"Not very good."
Yu Tingwan pretended not to hear Wei Zhao's words and continued: " It is still necessary to have a wife.”
No need.
"Don't worry, I'm a good sleeper, so we'll share half of my bed so that we don't cross the boundary and I won't touch you."
Wei Zhao then said in a muffled voice: "Yeah. ”
Yu Tingwan’s eyes were bright, as if there were stars scattered inside, and she couldn’t stop thinking about the future.
“Husband, let’s go to town and become a storyteller from now on. I heard it can be profitable.”
"Rich people in Zhenshan will go there for entertainment, and they have to pay two cents for one listen."
"My husband told them what he told me before, word for word, and then made up random things. There must be someone willing to spend money to support you. "
"If business is good, my mother and I will set up a stall nearby, selling tea, wontons, and fried peanuts and melon seeds. "
This is better than her going to the mountains to pick it. Herbs make more money.
The more Yu Tingwan talked about it, the more he felt that it was feasible.
But there is no rush, we have to wait until Wei Shen is well before we think about this.
She changed her position. It was obvious that she should be sleeping at this time, but the girl was not sleepy at all.
I wonder if I am not used to having more people around me.
But Wei Zhao ignored her whatever she said.
Yu Tingwan touched the pillow and then the quilt.
She changed into a comfortable position and lay down.
This is anything but restless.
Finally the room became quiet.
Wei Zhao's frown relaxed, but the next moment, the girl sat up suddenly.
"Wei Shen."
Yu Tingwan, who calls herself a good wife, said quietly: "How is my performance in bed?"
Small theater:
Wei Zhao was silent
Such words are Can the girl's family tell her?
Yu Tingwan: “I think it’s pretty good.”
She looked at Wei Zhao, who was uncooperative: "You're not very good"
(End of this chapter)