Chapter 4: The Soft and Beautiful Songstress vs. The Strong and Sturdy General 4

“I don’t understand!”

Wei Chenheng’s handsome face, usually devoid of smiles, was now covered in frost as he coldly said, “Is the etiquette of this family make things difficult for a weak woman in front of everyone just the day after her wedding?”

“Heng’er!” Old Lady Wei was so angry she couldn’t speak. For twenty-five years, Wei Chenheng had been obedient to her, yet now he dared to argue for a mere concubine.

“Heng’er, we haven’t bullied her; that’s not what I meant. I’m teaching her etiquette!”

“No need. I will teach my own people.”

A faint flush appeared at the corners of the man’s eyes, hiding a bloodthirsty rage. “If this happens again, no matter who it is, I will not let it go lightly!”

Seeing how things had developed, Ning Wanguan shrank in Wei Chenheng’s embrace, not daring to speak. She only wanted to use this opportunity to cut down Second Aunt arrogance; she never intended to provoke a rift between Wei Chenheng and his mother.

After saying this, Wei Chenheng coldly carried her out.

The hall was already in chaos.

Second Aunt Wei cried, “Sister-in-law, this little vixen has only just entered the household and has already disrupted our peace! Look, she’s even led Heng’er astray!”

Second Uncle Wei shouted, “It’s all your fault! Why did you have to teach her everything? Just let her drink the tea and be done with it! Why make such a fuss?”

Second Aunt Wei argued, “I’m doing this for the good of our family.”

Gu Qingyi added, “Yes, Aunt, look at Brother Heng’er he’s changed completely! Could it be that woman used some seductive tricks…”

“Everyone, be quiet!”

These few people were very talkative, and their bickering gave Old Lady Wei a headache. But after such a commotion, her heart grew heavier.

If it were an ordinary courtesan, that would be one thing, but this was a spy personally selected by Prime Minister Ma and sent to the Wei household. What good intentions could there be?

What she feared most was that her own son was deeply involved and would ruin himself.

What kind of place was the Zuiyin Pavilion? It was the most famous brothel in the city of Dajin, where the girls were carefully chosen to be trained into delicate beauties.

The young girls not only learned needlework, music, chess, calligraphy, and the etiquette suitable for high society, but also studied the secret arts of seduction, singing, and various seductive tricks.

Prime Minister Ma deliberately chose Ning Wanguan from the Zuiyin Pavilion to adopt her as a goddaughter and send her to the Wei family, intending to give the Wei family a warning.

You Wei family may hold military power and have worked hard, but it still can’t compare to my ability to advise the emperor and easily dismiss you.

Want to become a prince consort? Not a chance!

The Wei family was only fit to marry a courtesan into their household.

Thinking of this, Old Lady Wei turned pale, and her headache worsened.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyi quickly shouted, “Hurry and call the doctor to check on the old lady!”

…

At this moment, Wei Chenheng had already returned to his room with Ning Wanguan, gently placing her on the bed.

This time, his movements were tender, unlike the roughness of the previous night. As their eyes met, Wei Chenheng prepared to check her injuries.

“Ah?”

“Let me see your injuries.” He pressed his lips together, explaining, “I don’t mean anything else.”

“My husband must have other intentions; I’m not afraid.”

Seemingly amused by her response, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips.

Wei Chenheng had high brows and a straight nose; when not smiling, he looked cold and stern, but when he smiled, he was like a refreshing breeze. Seeing the dark bruises on her knees from his second aunt’s punishment, the man felt a twinge of pain for her.

“Does it hurt?” He gently rubbed her hair with his rough hand, his actions and voice particularly tender.

Her face quickly turned a shade of pink, making her look even more charming.

“With my husband here, it doesn’t hurt.”

Look at this cheesy line; it still can’t win you over!

The man’s eyes softened a bit. He got up and took some ointment for bruises and pain from a nearby cabinet and returned to the bedside.

He opened the ointment with his fingertips and silently began to apply it to the bruise on her knee.

The girl furrowed her brows tightly, her face a bit pale.

“Are there other places?”

The girl shyly nodded, her voice tiny like a mosquito, “It hurts on my body too…”

The man paused, his expression serious, and said, “Let me have a look.”

With a flushed face, the girl removed her clothing.

The array of bruises on her delicate skin was particularly shocking.

Wei Chenheng couldn’t bear to look; he lowered his head and tenderly kissed her cheek.

“Sorry, I’ll be gentler next time.”

“Husband, you can do whatever you want with me.”

Her face was almost blood-red.

Wei Chenheng restrained his raging desire, took out the ointment, and quickly changed the subject. “Let me apply some medicine.”

But as the man applied the ointment, things began to feel off.

The atmosphere in the warm canopy turned heated.

…

Afterward, Wei Chenheng stood at the foot of the bed, adjusting his attire, his demeanor calm and composed.

The girl lazily didn’t want to move.

The man’s warm, dry palm reached out, covering her exposed body with the blanket, not daring to look any longer.

“I’ll have someone bring a basin of water in to help you clean up.”

“Husband, please don’t…”

The girl’s eyes shimmered with tears, her eyelashes slightly drooping, and a bashful flush crept across her face. In her current state, she would surely become the subject of ridicule among the servants.

“You don’t need to be shy; I’ll help you wash up,” the man casually added.

Ning Wanguan buried her head under the blanket, wanting to hide her embarrassment. She only lifted her head upon hearing commotion at the doorway; the maids had already prepared the water. The man personally helped her clean her body, applied the ointment again with care, and then helped her into her undergarments and sleeping trousers before he waved to let the two maids enter.

“Servant Dong’er, greeting Madam.”

“Servant Chun’er, greeting Madam.”

The two girls in green skirts respectfully bowed to Ning Wanguan.

“Since you’ve just arrived at the Wei household and have no trusted aides by your side, these two will serve you closely from now on.” The man’s brows relaxed as he added, “I personally chose them, so you can rest assured.”

Upon hearing this, Ning Wanguan quickly inclined her body. “Thank you, husband.”

She hadn’t expected Wei Chenheng to be so considerate.

Seeing this, the two maids quickly came forward to help Ning Wanguan change and dress. They also instructed the kitchen to prepare breakfast—three meat dishes, four vegetable dishes, and a soup, all of a rather light flavor. Ning Wanguan was tired after a long day and ate a lot.

Wei Chenheng sat beside her, watching her eat, a soft smile on his handsome face as he indulgently asked, “Is it delicious?”

“Delicious.”

She took a bite of the osmanthus cake but felt a bit unwell, blushing, she looked down, “Husband, don’t laugh at me.”

To Wei Chenheng, this was just the girl’s charming shyness and truly adorable.