The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Yin Baicai looked up and saw Cheng Yu standing a few steps away from the door. "Why are you here? Did something happen to Li the bully?"

Cheng Yu noticed the fleeting worry in Yin Baicai's eyes and immediately said, "It's not my brother-in-law, I just came to check on you." He then turned his gaze to the person who was vomiting.

Yin Baicai instantly understood; it turned out this kid had come to see Shen Jin.

"What are you standing there for? Come over and take care of her. I'll take Xiao Mo to wash up first."

Li Mo, who was yawning repeatedly, was nodding off, clearly already sleepy.

Shen Jin only realized Cheng Yu was there when he spoke. She wondered how long he had been standing there and whether he had heard Xiao Baicai's nonsense.

Cheng Yu consciously walked over to take over Yin Baicai's work and bent down to pat Shen Jin's back.

He asked in a low voice, "Are you feeling any better?"

Shen Jin felt as if these words were spoken right next to his ear. He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the nausea in his heart dissipated a lot after Cheng Yu finished speaking.

He cursed the little dumpling in his belly in his heart, "You little rascal, you did it on purpose, didn't you? You stopped vomiting as soon as your icy face appeared, and now you're torturing your old man."

Seeing that Shen Jin had stopped vomiting, Cheng Yu immediately handed her the handkerchief in his arms, saying, "Wipe yourself."

Just as Shen Jin wiped the remaining grime from the corner of her mouth, Cheng Yu handed her a cup of tea. "Rinse your mouth."

After rinsing her mouth, Shen Jin looked at the stunned Cheng Yu and asked, "Why are you here? Didn't the enemy come to attack the city today? Have you finished dealing with things in the camp?"

Cheng Yu looked at the man who sat down with such a large movement and was very worried. The doctor said that the first three months were a critical period. Why wasn't he careful? What if he hurt his stomach with such a big movement?

"Ah."

A single "hmm" silenced the atmosphere once more. One was a taciturn person, the other the one at fault, and neither knew how to start a conversation, so they could only remain silent.

After a moment, Cheng Yu suddenly asked, "What have you thought about what I said?"

Shen Jin then remembered that he had asked the same question that day at the mansion. He had said he would think about it for two days before giving him an answer, but no one had given him any advice, and he didn't know what to do at the moment.

If Shen Xiaoman were here, he could at least offer some advice.

She was already of marriageable age, but for years she had been a notorious playboy, indulging in eating, drinking, and having fun. No wonder Wen Xin always introduced her to some undesirable men.

Judging from Cheng Yu's appearance, he is much better than those ugly and deformed people, and his family background is even more of a higher social status than I am.

They ended up together by a twist of fate, and it was my fault. I wanted to secretly escape back to the prefectural city, but the unexpected event caught me off guard.

Hidden beneath the wide sleeves of her robe, Shen Jin touched her stomach. She had lost her mother at a young age, and her father treated her like an outsider after marrying into the Wen family.

She would never allow the little one in her belly to be like her. Seeing how much the Li couple doted on Xiao Mo, she also hoped that he could grow up under the care of his parents.

Besides, given Cheng Yu's abilities, where could she possibly escape to? He could break into the Shen residence and kidnap her without a sound. Even if she escaped, she would live in constant fear.

Why not try getting along with this ice-cold face? But let's clarify some issues first.

"Do you have someone you like?"

“No,” Cheng Yu replied immediately.

“I agree with what you said that day, but on the condition that if you meet someone you like in the future, we will get a divorce, and the baby will stay with me.” Shen Jin didn’t want Cheng Yu to end up like his father, forgetting his ex after marrying someone new. Nor did she want her child to live the life she had experienced as a child.

Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief after Shen Jin agreed. He didn't know why, but he seemed afraid that Shen Jin would refuse.

Unspeakable thoughts lingered in their hearts, each with their own considerations.

After sending Shen Jin back to his courtyard, Cheng Yu returned to his residence.

The investigators handed him the information they had gathered, and Cheng Yu reviewed it under the bright candlelight.

The record contains detailed information about Hu Nu'er's parents and every little detail about him from childhood to adulthood.

However, no information was found that Hu Nuer had cruelly murdered Liu Da and the others.

Hu Nu'er carried out this matter in secret, and no one could have imagined that a teenager could do such a heinous thing.

"Alright, keep a close watch on him at all times. Remember to protect the people of the General's Mansion if he makes any moves."

Hu Nu'er, who was being targeted by Li Zhe, was still thinking about how to gain Yin Baicai's trust, completely unaware that Cheng Yu and the others had already become suspicious of him.

Imperial City

Minister of Revenue Wang Shen was jolted awake from another nightmare, "Ah—"

His wife, hearing the noise, immediately got up and lit the candles on the table. "Master, are you having another nightmare?"

Wang Shen was covered in sweat. He dreamt that because he had switched the grain supplies, the grain transport officer had his neck cut off by the rumored evil general.

The escort officer, with blood streaming from the corner of his eye, pointed at him and laughed, saying that he was next.

Madam Wang immediately took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat dripping from Wang Shen's forehead. "Master, it's alright, you go to sleep! I'll stay here and watch over you."

She didn't know what was wrong with her husband. He was always being awakened by demons every few days, and he would shut up whenever she asked him.

I've heard that Foyin Temple is very efficacious, so I'll go there tomorrow to pray and get him a peace charm.

Coming to his senses, Wang Shen looked at the lit candlelight before lying back down, his eyes wide open, clearly indicating how terrifying the nightmare he had just experienced was.

The next morning at court, Wang Shen's pale face caught the attention of the King of Yan. "Is Lord Wang ill?"

Wang Shen: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I may have caught a cold due to the recent climate change."

After the morning court session, Wang Shen immediately approached the carriage of Prime Minister Zhao He.

He asked in a panic, "My...my lord, I'm terrified. What if someone finds out...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a voice from inside the car snapped at him: "What are you afraid of? Li Zhe is just a brute from humble beginnings. What can he possibly find out? Even if he does find out, there's still Benxiang, isn't there?"

These words were like a shot of adrenaline, putting Wang Shen at ease.

Yeah, why are you panicking? Even if the sky falls, the Prime Minister will still be there to hold it up.

After Zhao He's carriage had gone far away, Wang Shen still had doubts in his heart: how exactly did General Li offend the Prime Minister, and what was the rift between the two?

The Prime Minister disregarded the basic needs of the soldiers in the Northern Regions and replaced most of the grain sent to the Northern Regions.

Zhao He certainly knew the importance of Beiyu City. He exchanged half of the grain and fodder simply to teach Li Zhe a lesson.

Moreover, he firmly believed that the disciple personally taught by Old Man Cheng would not stand idly by and watch the Northern Region City, which he had guarded his entire life, fall.

It will definitely speed up the end of the war, so even if I suffer a loss, I'll exhaust that brute Li Zhe to death.

Zhao He, as expected of the head of the civil officials, understood Li Zhe's thoughts thoroughly and took everything into account.

At this moment, his ruthless face made it hard for anyone to believe that this was the same prime minister who held the pen in his hand and was wholeheartedly devoted to the people.

A good official in the eyes of the people.