The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Yin Baicai tightly covered Li Mo's eyes and hugged him in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, my good son! We'll leave after your uncle takes care of these bastards."

Under the tutelage of Yin Baicai and Li Zhe, Li Mo was no longer as timid as before. Leaning against Yin Baicai's chest, she said, "Mo Mo is not afraid."

Yin Baicai looked at Li Mo's clenched little fist. This little brat said he wasn't afraid, but his hand was clenched tightly.

Yin Baicai hugged him even tighter, gently patting Li Mo's back.

Li Zhe stood guard in front of Yin Baicai's car, preventing the visitors from getting any closer.

Sitting on the oxcart, Yin Baicai watched a group of people hurrying towards them on horseback in the distance, and her heart jumped into her throat. Could these people also be sent by the Jin family?

Can Li Zhe manage on his own? Why don't he go and get some reinforcements now? Based on their past relationship of getting meals together, Shen Jin should be able to lend him some people from the gambling den!

Not knowing whether the newcomers were friend or foe, Yin Baicai shouted at Li Zhe, "Li bully, watch out! Another group of people is coming. I'm going to find Shen Jin to borrow some men. You hold on for now."

Li Zhe glanced over during a lull in the fighting and said, "No need to go, reinforcements have arrived."

Before Li Zhe could finish speaking, Cheng Yu, who had been watching from afar as Li Zhe and his two companions were surrounded, brandished his horsewhip and rushed over.

The man sent by the Jin family looked at the group of people who had suddenly appeared and said to Li Zhe, "You dare to send people, kid."

The tone of certainty made it seem as if Li Zhe had started the trouble for them.

Li Zhe was too lazy to waste words and said to Cheng Yu, who had rushed over, "Xiao Yu has taken care of everyone."

Seeing that things were not going well, the thugs sent by the Jin family tried to run away, but Cheng Yu and his men dealt with them in no time.

Cheng Yu's attack was ruthless, and in a short while, the ground was covered with corpses.

Bright red blood seeped into the grayish-yellow soil. Cheng Yu ordered his men to clean up the body.

This was the first time Yin Baicai had witnessed a murder firsthand, but he didn't feel much of a reaction, since these people were there to kill them.

In a world where the strong prey on the weak, if they hadn't died, he and Li Zhe would be lying here today.

Cheng Yu strode forward, "Brother, I'm late."

Li Zhe patted him on the shoulder, "It's not too late, it's just the right time!"

After Yin Baicai and the men Cheng Yu brought cleaned up the body, she got off the oxcart carrying Li Mo in her arms. "Brother Li, aren't you going to introduce him?"

Li Zhe then realized that he hadn't introduced Cheng Yu's identity to Yin Baicai.

“Ah Yin, this is Xiao Yu, Master’s only son.”

Cheng Yu knew Yin Baicai's identity immediately without waiting for Li Zhe's introduction, since he often corresponded with Li Zhe.

Zhe Ge also mentioned Yin Baicai in his letters several times.

Cheng Yu nodded to Yin Baicai, "Sister-in-law."

Yin Baicai scratched her head sheepishly. She used to dislike this nickname, but now it sounded sweet to her.

"Hehe, just call me Brother Bai."

Li Zhe stood beside Yin Baicai and whispered, "Ah Yin, Xiao Yu is two years older than you!"

"What, older than me?" Yin Baicai looked up and sized up Cheng Yu in front of her. He looked like a little brother next door, but she didn't expect him to be older than her.

Li Mo, nestled in Yin Baicai's arms, also looked up, her bright little eyes gazing at Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu patted Li Mo's head. "It's our first meeting. I'm your Uncle Yu, little nephew."

After giving Cheng Yu some instructions, Li Zhe drove the oxcart away to say goodbye to the group.

Shen Xiaoman, now living in the prefectural city, no longer has to clean chamber pots, but her situation isn't much better.

He was assigned to clean the yard again.

Shen Xiaoman muttered to herself in the yard, holding a broom, "Young Master, please come back soon. When will this miserable life of mine end?"

Suddenly, a white carrier pigeon landed on his shoulder. Shen Xiaoman looked around and, seeing that no one was watching, quickly took the secret message off the pigeon's leg.

Throw the pigeons high into the air.

I was overjoyed; was the young master coming back?

Unfortunately, he was disappointed; the letter read:

Little Manzi, I want to play a little longer! But there are always some annoying flies coming to bother me at home. You're in charge of "taking care" of them, and I'll bring you something delicious when I come back.

After reading Shen Jin's letter, Shen Xiaoman immediately put the things in her bosom.

He knew perfectly well who had sent those annoying flies to the house – it was their “new” wife who had been whispering in the master’s ear!

She's so eager to marry off her young master, and she's also trying to secure her son's inheritance.

She shouldn't forget that many things in this mansion were left to the young master by the madam. What is she anyway? She's just a cuckoo occupying someone else's nest.

Now they're putting on airs.

Shen Xiaoman forcefully swept the fallen leaves away from her feet. "Hmph, this woman dares to trip up my young master. I, Shen Xiaoman, will make her suffer."

Wen Xin was sitting in the main seat with a displeased expression, with the leader who had gone to Qingshui Town to find Shen Jin a few days ago kneeling in front of her.

Shen Zhong kept his head down the whole time, not daring to raise it even slightly.

Seeing Shen Zhong's incompetence and lack of utterance, Wen Xin angrily threw the scalding hot tea at him.

"Useless! You can't even handle this small matter. You can't even find a young man. The Shen family has been raising you for nothing."

Shen Zhong felt bitter. What could he do? Everyone in the manor knew that the young master was skilled in martial arts, especially in lightness skills. How could he possibly catch the man?

After venting her frustrations, Wen Xin felt much better and snapped, "Get out!"

Shen Zhong nimbly walked out the door and closed it for Wen Xin.

Wen Xin grew angrier the more she thought about it. Shen Jin was a major obstacle for her son. If she could marry her off sooner, the huge Shen Mansion would belong to her son alone.

No one could see the viciousness in Wen Xin's expression at this moment; she was nowhere near the gentle and virtuous wife of the prefect that everyone in the city praised.

Wen Xin felt she needed to talk to the master again to try and finalize the marriage of that little brat Shen Jin as soon as possible.

This way, my wish has been fulfilled.

What she didn't know was that her meddling had infuriated Shen Jin, and a plot against the Wen family was unfolding.

Then she won't have time to care about Shen Jin's marriage.

Yu Ming learned of Wang Fu's ulterior motives from Li Jiang and decided to leave him hanging for a few more days.

When the time comes, once the Five-Stone Powder is gone, Wang Fu will come begging to him.

Lin Xing learned the identities of the thugs who surrounded Huang Lianxi from Huang Lianxi's personal maid. He was preparing to find an opportunity to tell Jiang Su and the others about it, so that they could also keep an eye on Zhao Si and his group.

Before she could even leave, Huang Lianxi called out to her, "I heard from Uncle Nian that you know some martial arts. Why don't you come with me?" She was still scared by Zhao Si and the others last time, so she specifically asked Lin Xing, who knew martial arts, to come with her.

Lin Xing wanted to say that he had something to do, but Xiao Ju's words made him change his mind.

Xiaoju whispered, "Miss, are you going to deliver something to Young Master Lin?"

Huang Lianxi said coquettishly, "You're so talkative."

When Lin Xing heard that they were going to find Lin Zhao, he thought he had to go and see, maybe he would find something unexpected!

Lin Xing acted as the coachman, driving the carriage along the main street in the direction Huang Lianxi had given him.