The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Looking at Wan Rui's expression, Yin Baicai knew he definitely wouldn't believe it.

But what does it matter to him? Who cares if he believes it or not! Anyway, isn't it better if the Wan family doesn't look for him? Once Wan Danian completely ignores Wan Rui, his goal will be achieved.

Wan Rui himself has committed many evil deeds, and his reputation in the city has plummeted. If he were to lose the support of the Wan family, this kind of vicious and spoiled young master would probably have a hard time even surviving.

Yin Baicai was in a good mood after angering Wan Rui. She had just come out of the woodshed when she ran into Zhao Wu.

Zhao Wu bowed and said, "Madam, I have already secretly told the madam of Tingyao what that man did."

"Well, good job."

After learning about Liu Xiaolian's existence from Li Zhe, Yin Baicai asked Zhao Wu to find out why Liu Xiaolian had kidnapped her.

Zhao Wu quickly found out the truth: she had blamed him for Li Xiaobao's death during his exile.

This Liu Xiaolian, whom I haven't seen for more than half a year, has become quite intelligent.

When Wang Huanhua bullied Sister-in-law Li and her son, she was undoubtedly one of the instigators.

Even after being exiled, he shows no remorse and dares to pin these fabricated charges on me. He's asking for death.

When the madam learned that it was Liu Xiaolian who had taken Yin Baicai away, she immediately locked her in the woodshed.

He grabbed Liu Xiaolian's hair fiercely and demanded, "Where are you?! Where did you hide my money tree?"

Liu Xiaolian shook her head in pain, "I...I don't know." How could she know? She had just dragged the jinx to the courtyard gate when she was knocked unconscious. She had just woken up when Liu Zi and his men captured her.

The madam's eyes widened. "You don't know? You dare say you didn't do it?"

Liu Xiaolian dared not utter a sound. She thought she had done a perfect job of taking Yin Baicai away, and that no one would know.

Who would have thought that the madam would find out so quickly that it was her who did it?

The madam was too lazy to waste her breath on Liu Xiaolian. If it weren't for her feeding her back then, would she be where she is today? And she even dared to let her cash cow go.

That young man is a top-notch beauty; given time, he'll surely become the most sought-after courtesan.

"Xiao Liu, you teach her a lesson and make her remember it."

As Liu Xiaolian watched Liu Zi approach step by step, her face turned pale instantly.

She knew about the torture methods used by Tingyao; she had been tortured quite a bit when she first arrived.

She never wanted to go through those dark and hopeless days again.

With tears streaming down her face, Liu Xiaolian crawled forward and hugged the madam's leg. "I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please, madam, let me go. I'll never do it again."

"Now you know you were wrong, but it's too late." The madam kicked her away, smoothed the stray hairs on her forehead, and left with a cold laugh.

Liu Zi grabbed Liu Xiaolian's hair and said, "Lianniang, weren't you so smug? Now that you're in my hands, I'll make you pay."

Liu Zi still remembers how this stinky woman acted all high and mighty ever since she hooked up with those rich old men in the building.

She often gives me the cold shoulder when I try to talk to her.

Liu Zi found a rope and tied Liu Xiaolian up. With a sinister smile, he approached step by step with a sharp silver needle in his hand.

He had been a pimp in the kiln for many years and knew how to torture people to the point of excruciating pain.

These shameless women still need to make money with their faces! They can't have any scars on their bodies, otherwise they might have trouble entertaining customers. Using these thin silver needles is the best option; not only will they not leave scars, but people won't be able to see the wounds either.

As soon as Liu Zi inserted the needle, Liu Xiaolian broke out in a cold sweat from the pain and cried out on the ground, begging for mercy: "Ah—please let me go, I won't do it again..."

The louder Liu Xiaolian shouted, the happier Liu Zi became.

"Hahaha, call me, call me properly, you wanton slut..." Liu Zi's mouth was full of filthy language.

Wanyanhe suffered a defeat and was seriously wounded. Most of the soldiers he led to attack the city were killed.

More and more voices in the army questioned him, which angered him so much that he smashed things in the room.

Li Zhe is truly not to be underestimated. If I hadn't run fast, I probably would have lost this leg.

Hu Rulie couldn't sit still after hearing that Yan He's troops had suffered too many casualties. If things continued like this, how could their Wali Kingdom possibly contend with the Yan Kingdom?

He couldn't wait a moment longer and had to immediately regain control of the army.

Wanyan He suffered several defeats in battle, and the military supervisor immediately reported the matter truthfully back to the royal court.

Upon receiving the letter, Wali Chanyu was so angry that he immediately issued an order for Wanyanhe to return the command of the army to Hurulie.

The letter that arrived criticized Wan Yanhe mercilessly. Clutching the letter tightly, Wan Yanhe was furious.

Wan Yan angrily threw the military command token in his hand on the ground and shouted in a cold voice, "Someone, take this to Hu Rulie." He said the word "take" through gritted teeth.

Hu Rulie looked at the command token on the table and sneered disdainfully, "It was still returned obediently. It's a pity I didn't see Wan Yanhe's furious expression."

Having gained command of the troops, Hu Rulie immediately asked those around him, "There's still no news from Beiyu City?"

"Replying to Zuo Xian, no."

When Lin Xing returned to the General's Mansion to get his medicine, he ran into Yin Baicai. Yin Baicai looked at the medicine in his hand and asked anxiously, "Is Li the bully injured?"

"Madam, no, it's the young general who's injured." Shen Jin, who was sitting by the fire inside, immediately strode over upon hearing that Cheng Yu was injured. "What happened?"

Lin Xing told the two of them about Cheng Yu's injury. Suddenly, Shen Jin felt a sharp pain in her stomach.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and unable to hold it in any longer, he immediately covered his stomach with his large hand and gasped for breath.

Noticing Shen Jin's movements, Yin Baicai and Lin Xing panicked. Yin Baicai hurriedly helped Shen Jin into the house, saying, "Lin Xing, quickly go and call the doctor to take a look."

"Oh, okay...okay." Lin Xing took off running out.

Seeing Shen Jin's discomfort, Yin Baicai kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Just bear with it a little longer, the doctor will be here soon. Why did your stomach start hurting all of a sudden?"

Uncle He paced anxiously back and forth, "Young Master Shen, please bear with it a little longer, please bear with it a little longer!"

Shen Jin was in so much pain that he couldn't speak; he felt something falling down.

"coming."

The doctor immediately took Shen Jin's pulse, and his furrowed brows frightened Yin Baicai and the others standing nearby.

They dared not breathe; the room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

"It's nothing, just a little stimulation. The fetus in her womb seems to sense some kind of unease. I'll prescribe some medicine to help with the pregnancy, and she'll be fine after taking it."

Yin Baicai and Shen Jin stared in astonishment at Shen Jin's stomach, as if they wanted to stare a hole through it.

This is amazing! This little thing is only three months old, so why is it so agitated upon hearing the news of Cheng Yu's injury?

He'll probably be a spoiled brat in the future.

These words proved prophetic. The little bundle of flesh in Shen Jin's belly clung to Cheng Yu like a shadow.

After seeing the doctor off, Yin Baicai helped Shen Jin to his room to rest before leaving.

At midnight, a dark figure scaled the wall of the General's Mansion and entered Shen Jin's courtyard with practiced ease.

Zhao Wen and his companion, who were guarding the general's mansion in the shadows, bowed in the direction of the dark figure.