The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

When Li Ya arrived at the Wen residence, he saw Shen Feng and Wen Xin busy greeting the guests who had come to offer their condolences.

He hesitated at the door for a long time, thinking that maybe he should wait until after the funeral to do it. A few more days wouldn't make a difference.

Shen Feng glanced up and saw Li Ya lingering in front of the door. He understood that the matter he had asked Li Ya to investigate had made progress.

He instructed Wen Xin to greet the remaining guests and then walked towards Li Ya's direction.

Li Ya, who was about to leave, was stopped. "The matter of Li Shopkeeper has been investigated."

Li Ya stopped in his tracks, turned around, and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Shen Feng, saying, "My lord."

Shen Feng nodded.

Li Ya stammered, "Sir, the matter has been thoroughly investigated... Let's wait until the funeral is over before discussing it further."

Shen Feng frowned. For the past two days, his mother-in-law had been pressing him about whether the cause of his brother-in-law's death had been investigated. He wanted to give his mother-in-law an explanation once he found out! Why was Li Ya hesitating?

"What did you find out? Tell me."

Li Ya pulled out the evidence he had found from his pocket, his hands trembling as he handed it to the serious-looking Shen Feng, "Sir, take a look for yourself!"

Shen Feng took the paper from Li Ya and finished reading it in no time.

Consumed by rage, he clenched the paper in his hand tightly. He knew that Wen Weiren was a bit of a scoundrel, and that he had often caused trouble in the prefectural city by taking advantage of his reputation.

But he never expected that he had caused someone's death, and that his wife was even involved in covering it up.

Shen Feng glanced at Wen Xin, who was being greeted by gentle and virtuous guests, then turned and left the Wen residence with a dark expression.

Li Ya watched Shen Feng leave angrily, and also glanced at Wen Xin.

The lady had always been praised by everyone in the prefecture as a virtuous wife and loving mother, but no one expected her to do such a deceitful thing.

After leading the guests into the house, Wen Xin turned to look outside the door, but Shen Feng was already gone.

Suddenly, I had a bad feeling, but then I realized that it was because I had been busy with my brother's funeral for the past two days and was exhausted.

The master must have his own business to attend to; he'll be back once he's finished.

As a storm brewed, Shen Feng returned to his residence with a sullen face and went into his study without saying a word.

At this moment, Shen Xiaoman was enthusiastically mimicking Shen Feng's expressions as Shen Jin lay on the bed.

“Young Master, you didn’t see how dark Master’s face was, just like this…” As she spoke, Shen Xiaoman imitated Shen Feng’s angry strides.

Shen Jin's eyes darkened. Wen Xin, aren't you the best at pretending? Now that something like this has happened, let's see how Father can protect you.

Shen Jin believed that her father would never tolerate Wen Xin helping to deal with the matter of Wen Wei causing a death.

Although Shen Feng was bewitched by Wen Xin and his relationship with Shen Jin was not as harmonious as before, as the prefect of the city, he always acted impartially and enforced the law, and never showed favoritism or abuse of power.

Wen Xin waited at the Wen residence until dark but still didn't see Shen Feng.

Wen Xin's mother called her over, "Has your son-in-law investigated your brother's matter thoroughly?"

Wen Xin said impatiently to her, "Mother, don't worry about it. Master will tell us when he finds out. I'm going back now."

Enraged by Wen Xin's tone, Wen's mother slumped into her chair. "Fine, you all look down on me for being too old, and now my son is gone..."

As she was talking, she cried herself unconscious.

Wen Xin was busy returning to the Shen residence and had no idea that her mother had fainted from anger because of her.

Sitting in the carriage on the way back to the manor, Wen Xin held Shen Jue's hand tightly, looking completely lost.

Wen Jue complained, "Mom, you pinched me too hard."

Wen Xin tenderly picked up Wen Jue's wrist and examined it carefully. "Jue'er, Mother didn't mean to hurt you. You've had a long day. Go back and rest!"

Wen Jue didn't know why his mother was so restless. She was fine today, and they were almost at the manor.

The carriage stopped in front of the Shen residence. The gatekeeper approached Wen Xin and whispered, "Madam, I saw that the master returned to the residence with a dark face today, and he did not eat dinner."

When Wen Xin heard that Shen Feng had returned with a dark face, and recalled that she seemed to have seen Li Ya's figure in front of the Wen residence earlier that day, she wondered if the cause of her elder brother's death had been found out.

After handing Wen Jue over to the servants to take back to the courtyard, Wen Xin first went to the kitchen, and then walked towards Shen Feng's study.

All ready to go, Li Zhe carried Li Mo, who was still fast asleep in Yin Baicai's arms, onto the carriage, and the group hurriedly headed towards Beiyu City.

Yin Baicai yawned and squinted at Li Zhe sitting next to her, saying, "Haa—I'm going to sleep for a while. Remember to wake me up when we get to the post station!" After saying that, she leaned against the carriage wall and closed her eyes to rest.

Li Zhe held the sleeping Li Mo in his arms, listened to Yin Baicai's shallow breathing, and gently moved Yin Baicai's head to his shoulder.

I turned my head and glanced at them. Ah Yin, you've all worked hard.

At the same time, I was relieved that I wouldn't be alone on this journey. I wish my brother and sister-in-law were still here.

The lonely little figure that Li Jiang sent to the battlefield when I was a child seems to be getting more and more blurred.

Cheng Yu paused for a moment as he passed the entrance of Yongsheng Casino. He hadn't seen that playboy in the past two days while shopping in town.

She pursed her lips and suddenly realized she might be obsessed. Why was she thinking about that person? Hadn't they already settled things last time?

Jiang Su, riding beside Cheng Yu, noticed his gaze fixed on the entrance of the gambling den and asked, "What are you looking at? Is there anything you haven't bought yet?"

"No, let's get going!" he said, brandishing his whip and swiftly moving forward.

When Shen Jin saw that her father hadn't come to dinner, she knew he was still angry. She sat alone at the table and happily ate the delicious food served by the servants.

With a cold laugh, he clenched his chopsticks. This was going to be a good show. Wen Xin, you shouldn't have set your sights on me, Shen Jin. Now let's see how you get through this crisis.

Wen Xin even went to the kitchen to bring Shen Feng some food, saying, "Master, I heard from the servants that you didn't have dinner, so I had the kitchen make some for you to try."

Looking at Wen Xin's virtuous and thoughtful demeanor, Shen Feng couldn't fathom how she had the audacity to conceal such a significant matter.

I feel like I can't quite understand the person I'm sharing a bed with anymore.

Wen Xin placed the food box she was carrying on the table, took out the meat porridge she had the cook make, and handed it to Shen Feng, saying, "Master, please try this. I just had the servants make it..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Feng suddenly overturned the meat porridge that she had just handed him onto the ground. Startled, Wen Xin then noticed Shen Feng's displeased expression.

"boom--"

The sound of the porcelain bowl shattering startled the servants who were attending to Shen Feng outside his study. They hurriedly pushed open the door and came in, asking, "Master, what happened to Madam?"

Shen Feng roared, "Get down—"

The servants guarding the room retreated tremblingly, closing the study door behind them. What on earth was going on? This was the first time they had ever seen their master so angry.

Not to mention the servants, even Wen Xin was startled. After being married for many years, this was the first time Shen Feng had ever lost his temper with her.

A moment of panic flashed through their minds, and the candlelight burning in the room illuminated their faces clearly.

One had a dark, sullen face, the other looked bewildered.