Clearly speaking the truth, Yu Tingwan still managed to upset Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao no longer spoke to her, even tugging the quilt from her grasp and pulling it under himself, closing his eyes and ignoring her.
This was a serious matter.
However... Yu Tingwan didn’t care.
She sat at the head of the bed, poking Wei Zhao’s back with her finger.
"How many tis have you coughed up blood?"
Wei Zhao let out a muffled grunt.
He lifted his eyelids, his eyes revealing no emotion: "You..."
The last ti he said she was poor, Wei Zhao had this sa expression!
It was an unpleasant mory.
Thinking about it now still made her sad.
Yu Tingwan frowned, interrupting, "If it’s sothing unpleasant, you might as well not say it."
She added, "Coughing up blood is no trivial matter, how can you hide it from Aunt and Uncle?"
Wei Zhao didn’t respond.
Yu Tingwan was thoughtful, guessing that Wei Shen was afraid to scare his parents. With the mountain roads blocked, what good would it do for Hui Niang and Wei Shouzhong to know? They’d just be worried.
He was quite considerate too.
Yu Tingwan: "I understand now."
"In front of , you didn’t hide it, one because you didn’t want to drag down, trying to let retreat in the face of difficulties, and two, because you don’t consider an outsider."
Wei Zhao was dying inside: ...
No, you don’t understand.
Yu Tingwan was understanding.
"If I were you, I would do the sa."
"But you were also careless, just now the blood dripped in the yard, if they saw it you’d be exposed."
The girl’s tone was calm: "But don’t worry, I covered for you, before I ca inside I buried it with snow."
Thank you very much indeed.
Wei Zhao refused to communicate with Yu Tingwan.
Yu Tingwan saw his attitude and wasn’t disappointed.
When Mrs. Xiao entered the family, Hu Dalang despised her ugliness, rarely showing a kind face over the years, yet the noise in their room at night was never small, and now they even had children.
His situation with Wei Shen wasn’t the sa as theirs.
She was quite attractive.
It seed Wei Shen got lucky.
In the future, if not love, they could at least respect each other as guests.
Yu Tingwan poked Wei Zhao again: "All couples are unfamiliar at first, you have to adapt."
"This is my first ti being soone’s wife, I have no experience, if I make you uncomfortable in any way, then you..."
The girl paused.
She was always reasonable, it was only when provoked would she argue with others. Unless Wei Shen did sothing that truly angered her, she would absolutely not make Wei Shen uncomfortable!
She softly said: "Then you should reflect on yourself."
No one had ever spoken to Wei Zhao like this.
Wei Zhao had a hundred thods to make life worse than death, and those who feared him were countless.
Every word Yu Tingwan said was challenging his patience.
What a novelty.
The girl was even magnanimous: "I know you are unwell, having a little temper is unavoidable, I won’t hold it against you."
She poked Wei Zhao again.
As she spoke, she noticed sothing off with the touch.
The girl’s gaze shifted downward, landing on Wei Zhao’s back, where her fingers touched sothing wet.
She steadied herself to look, her voice trembling.
"Why... why is it bleeding?"
Only then did Wei Zhao have a chance to speak again with a quiet tone: "You... poked my wound."
The Cloud-breaking Spear had pierced from the chest and through the back.
Though the bleeding had stopped, it wasn’t fully scabbed over, and with Wei Zhao’s inadvertent actions, the wound was inflad and swollen.
Yu Tingwan widened her eyes, a flash of panic crossing her face.
"Why didn’t you say so sooner?"
Wei Zhao weakly: "I... ant to say."
"Sorry. But how could you..."
Be so fragile!
Wei Zhao’s tone was flat: "Don’t you know your own strength?"
Yu Tingwan was extrely guilty: "I’ll apply dicine for you."
"No need."
Wei Zhao: "Not going to die just yet."
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Hui Niang originally intended for them to spend more ti together to get familiar, with Yu Tingwan watching over him she was at ease, after contemplating for a mont, she greeted them and headed out.
The snow was thick on the ground, making a crunching sound as she stepped through it.
Hui Niang left ho and walked westwards.
The weather was cold, and she didn’t encounter any pedestrians along the way.
She knocked on the Village Chief’s house door.
Li Lian ca to open it, surprised to see Hui Niang: "Why did you co? Is there sothing wrong? Unfortunately, your uncle isn’t ho at the mont, I’ll go fetch him right away."
Hui Niang quickly stopped her: "I’m not here for Uncle, it’s you I ca to see."
Li Lian was a bit surprised, promptly inviting her inside to talk.
"Tell what you need, I’ll help however I can."
She guessed: "I heard about yesterday, you and your husband want Lang to marry. But are finances tight?"
"It’s not about borrowing money."
Hui Niang was sowhat uneasy: "Half a year ago, wasn’t your family’s third daughter preparing to marry, but because the groom’s elder relative passed away around that ti, they had to mourn, and the wedding was postponed.
"I rember you ntioned before that you bought red fabric for her wedding dress, but now with everything that’s happened, and considering a girl’s changing physique, you worried it might not fit later, so you put it away for now.
"I wanted to ask if you could sell it to ."
Li Lian was stunned.
"Your Lang is getting married?"
Hui Niang smiled: "The day is set for these few days, you must co and drink with us."
Li Lian understood, with such urgency, it was certainly Shouzhong and his wife trying to lift Wei Shen’s spirits through this marriage.
She imdiately agreed: "I can decide on this, since it’s just gathering dust otherwise, wait a mont, I’ll get it for you."
She accepted the money Hui Niang handed over, added so hot water, and went to her granddaughter’s room, soon returning with the red fabric.
The fabric was red, Wan Niang was fair, it would certainly look nice on her.
Hui Niang took it and was ready to leave.
Li Lian: "I’m heading out too, I’ll walk you a bit."
She walked outside with Hui Niang, unable to help but say: "Truly joyful events one after another. Your Lang is getting married, and the girl I’ve been helping is probably about to succeed too."
She was brimming with confidence!
"I finally found a good match, the Chu Family from Sandun Village."
Hui Niang was taken aback: "Chu Family? That family’s son is indeed decent, but doesn’t Aunt know their mother is famously difficult?"
"I know."
Li Lian waved her hand, unconcerned: "It’s just that Mrs. Chu’s ill and nearly gone."
"I need to let that girl know early, if she agrees, I’ll go to Sandun to run the news."
The early bird gets the worm.
Just waiting for her to pass.
Hui Niang: ...
Since nothing was settled yet, Li Lian couldn’t reveal too much and quickly shifted the topic back: "As for the girl the baby broker has, I’ve seen them all, although I don’t know who Lang’s bride is. But the one you picked wouldn’t be a mistake."
"Aunt, you misunderstood."
Hui Niang said directly: "That girl is from our village, you probably know her too."
Li Lian: ??
Who in the village would be so foolish as to enter the Wei Family’s door?
She had an answer in mind.
It better not be Silly Girl.
Li Lian was shocked.
Yet Hui Niang’s eyes held a smile: "It’s Wan Niang."
Once she heard it wasn’t Silly Girl, Li Lian quickly patted her chest: "That’s good, that’s good, I thought..."
The conversation abruptly stopped.
She stared wide-eyed: "Who?"
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