Chapter 757 - Chapter 757: Doted On

Chapter 757: Doted On

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After leaving the palace, the two of them got into the carriage back to the residence.

Su Yuan lifted the curtain and took a look. After confirming that no one was staring at them, he asked, “Father, what do you think?”

The Old Marquis said calmly, “Sooner or later. You saw it that day. Almost all the powerful people in Western Jin came to send Zhuge Qing off. He obtained the permission of the Western Jin Emperor and came to the Great Zhou to treat his illness openly. It’s impossible to hide the news.”

Su Yuan sighed. “Our emperor really doesn’t let go of any opportunity to befriend the Western Jin.”

The Old Marquis was not surprised. “The Great Zhou and Northern Yan are fighting fiercely. The position of the West Jin is very important.”

Su Yuan could not help but say worriedly, “But Zhuge Qing is Wei Qing. Will His

Majesty recognize him if he enters the palace?”

His Majesty had always been wary of the Wei family. If he knew that Wei Erlang had become the number one strategist in the West Capital, Zhuge Qing, who knew what he would think.

The Old Marquis thought for a moment and said, “Wei Qing is no longer the

Wei Qing of the past. The Wei family is not the Wei family of the past either. They won’t be so easily controlled by His Majesty. It’s getting late. Let’s return to the residence first and pick Xiaoxiao up from the Wei family tomorrow.”

Su Yuan said, “Yes, Father.”

In the Wei family, Wei Ting had been beaten up by his third sister-in-law and was lying on the bed. Su Xiaoxiao was applying ointment on him.

Looking at the bruises on Wei Ting’s shoulder and back, Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but sigh. “Third Sister-in-law is so ruthless.”

Fortunately, she did not become a sandbag for Third Sister-in-law.

Wei Ting snorted. “You only know after I was beaten up.”

As Su Xiaoxiao applied the medicine for him, she said, “That’s an exaggeration. How many years has Third Sister-in-law been married?”

Wei Ting said, “Eldest Brother got married early at the age of 18. This is the twelfth year. Second Brother got married late, in the same year as Third

Brother. It’s the end of the year and the beginning of the year. In total, Third Sister-in-law has been married for seven to eight years.” “How old is Second Brother?” Su Xiaoxiao asked.

“He’s two years younger than Big Brother,” Wei Ting said.

Su Xiaoxiao said, “But Second Brother looks to be in his early twenties.” Wei Ting said, “The Wei family is very good-looking.”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “You just want to praise yourself for being handsome, right?”

However, Wei Ting did not brag. The Wei family was indeed handsome. Even Ghostfear could not hide his handsome facial features with the tattoo.

The Wei family had good genes, and their sons were handsome and capable.

“By the way, when will Blackie come back?”

“Blackie?”

“Oh, Yuchi Xiu.”

“What a strange name…” Wei Ting thought about it and found it appropriate. That guy was always dressed in black and occasionally wore a black bamboo hat.

The reason why he did not bring Yuchi Xiu with him to the Western Jin this time was that Wei Ting had sent him to Qingzhou to hand over some of King Nanyang’s belongings to Grandmaster Hui Jue.

Logically speaking, he should have returned long ago. After all, Qingzhou was not far. He would arrive in a month.

“He went to look for Yuniang,” Su Xiaoxiao said. “Forget it, don’t count on him anymore. I’ll go ask Whitie about herbs.” Wei Ting asked strangely, ‘Who’s Whitie?” Su Xiaoxiao said, “Bai Lichen.”

Wei Ting was speechless. “Sss… Be gentle.”

“Now that you know it hurts, why didn’t you do it earlier?”

“You make it sound like there’s only one person who hid it from Second

Brother.”

“Second Brother can’t bear to beat me up!”

That was… hitting him with her share.

After wiping the bruise on his back, Su Xiaoxiao asked him to turn around. Only then did she realize that there was also a bruise at the corner of his mouth. She couldn’t help but ask, “Did Third Sister-in-law slap you in the face?”

Wei Ting whispered, “I fell myself.”

Su Xiaoxiao was speechless. What kind of luck was this?

The three little ones had been away for a few months. Old Madam Wei missed them so much that she had welded the three little ones to herself tonight.

Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting welcomed a long-awaited private time.

After washing up, the two of them lay on the soft bed under their respective blankets.

It was still midsummer when she left, but it was already winter when she returned. Su Xiaoxiao was no longer the 200-pound Fatty Su from before. She was not so resilient against the cold anymore.

She felt a little cold after sleeping for a while and sat up.

Wei Ting glanced at her. “What are you doing?”

“I’ll get the blanket.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was pressed back onto the bed by Wei Ting. Wei Ting raised his hand and spread half of his blanket over her.

“Are you still cold?” he asked.

“Huh?” Su Xiaoxiao didn’t react for a moment. Wei Ting pulled her into his hot arms.

Su Xiaoxiao blinked.

Wei Ting closed his eyes and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything else.”

After traveling for so many days, Su Xiaoxiao was indeed a little tired. He had good stamina, so she might not be able to take his advances.

However, she found it a little strange that he was suddenly so well-behaved.

As if guessing her doubts, Wei Ting said softly, “Didn’t you say that we have to take it slow?”

Su Xiaoxiao was puzzled. “When did I say that?”

Wei Ting said seriously, “You drank too much when you drank with Second

Master Shen.”

Su Xiaoxiao said solemnly, “I clearly only took a sip.”

The alcohol was strong and did not show at that time

As Wei Ting hugged her, his hand was not where it should be. “I won’t force you again until I completely win your heart.”

Su Xiaoxiao wondered,”What did I say to provoke you? Did you misunderstand me?”

Su Xiaoxiao coughed lightly. “Then, can I still touch your abs?”

Wei Ting was speechless.

Su Xiaoxiao lay in his arms and found a comfortable position. Her chubby hand pressed on his tight chest and she fell asleep sweetly.

Wei Ting listened to her even snoring and chuckled in amusement. He lowered his head and kissed her before closing his eyes to sleep.

The next day, at dawn, someone came to the palace to convey Emperor Jing Xuan’s decree. Emperor Jing Xuan was going to hold a small banquet in the palace and invited the Wei family and the distinguished guest of the Western Jin, Zhuge Qing.

Emperor Jing Xuan originally only planned to let Wei Ting and Su Xiaoxiao enter the palace. After a night, he changed his mind and invited the entire Wei family. It seemed that Emperor Jing Xuan did not want to give Zhuge Qing a chance to refuse. After all, the entire family was going. It would seem awkward if he was the only one not going. “Second Brother, are you going?”

Wei Liulang asked Wei Qing.

Wei Qing had just woken up and was sitting in a wheelchair choosing a table of rattle drums. He had brought them back from the Western Jin.

He did not answer immediately. Instead, he took out a brocade box from the pile of neatly arranged rattle drums and handed it to Li Wan.

Li Wan opened the brocade box and took a look. It was a purple gem and gold jewelry. The workmanship was exquisite, and it was dazzling.

Some people could be missed openly, but not others.

Mei Ji, Ah Yuan, and the others had only seen him fiddle with the rattle drum. They had never known that he had always kept a golden ornament.

“This is…

Wei Qingwei said, “It’s for Wanwan. Does Wanwan like it?”

Li Wan blushed shyly.

Wei Liulang muttered, “Am I a little redundant?”

Wei Qing continued to choose a rattle drum. “The rattle drum is for Xi Yue. I wonder which one she likes.”

Li Wan laughed dryly. “Xiyue is old and doesn’t like to play with rattle drums anymore.”

Wei Qing asked, “Then what does she like to play?”

Li Wan thought for a moment. “Xiaohu.”

Wei Qing was speechless.

Wei Liulang tried his best to make his presence known and lay on the rattle drums so that his brother could only see him. “Alright, alright. We’ll talk about the gift later. Anyway, we can’t run away. Are you going to the banquet?”

Wei Qing looked at Li Wan. “Wanwan, do you want to go?”

“Me?” Li Wan was stunned. She wanted to walk out openly with her husband and tell everyone that her husband was not dead. Xi Yue was a child with a father, but wasn’t this too extravagant?

Wei Qing put down the rattle drum. “Then let’s go..”