The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

It was already late when they returned to the manor.

Yin Baicai looked at Li Zhe, who was sitting with Li Mo in the dining hall waiting for her, and showed a hint of surprise and joy.

"Li the bully, why are you back?"

"The matters in the camp have been settled. The enemy will not easily attack in the next few days, so I wanted to come back and see you and Xiao Mo."

Yin Baicai went to the side to wash her hands, and Li Zhe handed her a hand towel.

"You must be tired after a long day!" I said to Uncle He who was standing to the side, "Uncle He, serve the dishes."

After finishing his meal, Li Zhe handed Li Mo over to Uncle He to look after, and then pulled Yin Baicai into the room.

This startled Yin Baicai. Li Zhe's actions reminded him of when he was in Peach Blossom Village, when this man pulled him into a room and kissed him.

"W-what are you doing, Li the bully? Let me tell you, in broad daylight, if you dare... I'll..."

Li Zhe interrupted Yin Baicai with a smile, "It's dark now, Ah Yin." He even pointed to the sky outside.

Yin Baicai shook her head: "That won't work either."

Li Zhe knew that Yin Baicai had misunderstood him, so he explained, "I won't do anything to you, I'll just apply some medicine."

"Oh...you should have said so earlier!" Yin Baicai breathed a sigh of relief.

Inside the room, Li Zhe took out some high-quality wound medicine from the bedside cabinet.

Yin Baicai quickly took off her clothes, turned her head to look at her shoulders that already had red marks from the straps, and said, "Li the bully, hurry up, it's freezing."

Li Zhe turned around and saw this scene. His eyes were dark. Sometimes he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Ah Yin can be very generous at times, and sometimes he can be dull-witted, like a wooden doll.

Li Zhe pulled the blanket over Yin Baicai's head, teasing him deliberately, "Just for applying medicine to your shoulder, Yin took off all his clothes, it's..."

"Nonsense, you want to eat farts?! Hurry up and apply the medicine!"

Li Zhe applied the cool ointment to Yin Baicai's shoulder with his calloused fingertips. The moment the ointment touched the wound on her shoulder, Yin Baicai gasped in pain.

"Ouch~ This is sour, cold, and painful."

Li Zhe said with heartache, "Next time you don't need to carry it yourself, we can spend money to hire some workers."

“No way,” Yin Baicai refused. “Money should be spent wisely. I’ve already paid someone to cut the timber; I can do the work of carrying it into the kiln myself.”

With war imminent, Li Zhe could not spare any men from the military camp, so he could only do as Yin Baicai suggested and go himself.

"Alright, next time you go, bring the guards with you and have them help you."

"Row."

As night fell, Hu Nu'er continued his vigil at the dilapidated City God Temple at midnight. Despite the freezing weather, he wrapped himself tightly in a cotton-padded coat made of tattered cotton cloth.

His gaze was fixed on the figures of Liu Da and his companion inside the temple.

Liu Da was afraid of the cold, so the fire burned all night.

I don’t know if it was because I ate too much earlier, but Miao A-San had an upset stomach in the middle of the night.

The pain was so intense that he couldn't help but get up and run towards the outside of the temple. Just as he unbuttoned his pants, Hu Nu'er suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could even speak, his throat was slit with a knife.

Ah San stared wide-eyed in terror, his lips twitching for a moment, but he couldn't utter a sound.

Li Zhe went to the military camp again today, while Yin Baicai slept until the sun was high in the sky.

After lunch, I wanted to go for a stroll in the street to look for other vegetable seeds.

Uncle He immediately stopped him, "Madam, why don't you stay in the manor with the young master today... I, I'll go buy it for you."

Yin Baicai found it strange. In the past, when she was bored at home, Uncle He would always encourage her to go out. Why was he acting so strangely today, as if he was afraid she would go out?

"Uncle He, why do you seem afraid I'll go out?"

Uncle He's eyes flickered. "No...no, it's just that you were tired all day yesterday, so you're taking a break today!"

Under Yin Baicai's sharp gaze, Uncle He still told the truth.

After listening, Yin Baicai and Shen Jin exchanged glances. It was Shen Jin who went to the gambling den back then, so how did the news get back to them?

This story begins with Uncle He's trip to the market this morning. Both the General's Mansion and Li Zhe are low-key people. Naturally, no one knew that Uncle He was the General's Mansion's steward.

As soon as Uncle He arrived at the market, he heard the vendors whispering and spreading rumors.

"Have you heard? Our general brought back some shameless scoundrel from who-knows-where. I heard he even goes to gambling dens!"

"What, going to a gambling den? That's a place where a bunch of idle, good-for-nothing men who only know how to eat, drink, and have fun go. For a young guy to go to a place like that, really... tsk tsk tsk..." With a look of disdain, the group instantly understood.

After saying that, the group burst into laughter.

These words infuriated Uncle He, who immediately retorted, "Some people are all talk and no action, you've seen it with your own eyes."

After saying that, Uncle He left in a huff. Although he hadn't known the lady for long, she wasn't the person they described.

That's why Uncle He stopped Yin Baicai from going out; he was afraid that the gossip in the city would upset Yin Baicai.

Yin Baicai was so angry she laughed when she heard this. Sure enough, no matter where you go, you can't avoid being slandered.

Spreading rumors only takes a mouth, but debunking them takes a lot of running around.

Who is Yin Baicai? Why would she be afraid of such rumors? It's just a joke.

"Uncle He, it's alright, I won't get angry over these rumors! But there's one thing I need you to investigate for me."

Uncle He, "Please speak, Madam."

As soon as Yin Baicai finished speaking, Uncle He immediately said, "Madam, I already had people investigate. This person behind the scenes dared to slander the people of my General's Mansion. Once found out, they will definitely be taught a good lesson."

Uncle He thought to himself: The general is already old, and he finally found a satisfactory husband. How can he let these people slander him like this? They dare to go against the general's mansion, so naturally they should bear the wrath of the general's mansion.

Wan Mansion

Wan Rui gently touched the guqin in front of him, smiling smugly. He had sent Wan Fu to spread rumors in the streets, saying that this wild boy from who-knows-where had better back down.

Only I, Wan Rui, am qualified to sit in the position of General's wife. You filthy thing who can't be brought to the table, go back to where you came from!

Wanfu shivered involuntarily when he saw his young master's smile.

He was most afraid of the young master laughing like that; every time the young master showed that expression, someone was bound to suffer.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Liu Da shouted towards the outside of the dilapidated temple, "Ah San, where the hell have you been? Hurry up and find some meat for me!"

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from behind, "If you want to eat meat, isn't it right in front of you?"

Liu Da woke up from his nap and turned his head to see Hu Nu'er playing with a dagger in his hand. He immediately cursed, "You bastard, how could you..."

Hu Nuer pounced on Liu Da like a hyena, holding a dagger to his neck, her eyes cold.

"I...I, put the knife down." Liu Da, terrified, stammered nervously.

"Didn't you want to eat meat? Where?" Hu Nu'er sneered, her eyes darting behind Liu Da.

It was a surprise when Liu Da saw it that he was so frightened he wet himself.

Not far away, the Indian man's head was chopped off, his face showing a look of terror. His limbs were cut off, and there was a clear cut on his stomach that went straight down from his neck, revealing his internal organs.

Liu Da, who could barely speak, asked in a trembling voice, "You...you killed Ah San."

Hu Nu'er shook her head coldly at him, "More than that."