Chapter 444: His dream (2)

General, Madam Called You To Farm

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Qin Yanran nodded.

As a junior, of course she didn’t dare complain about her elders.

“Achoo!”

She sneezed heavily.

It seemed like she had caught a cold from the cold exposure.

After dinner, Qin Canglan practiced a set of fist techniques in the courtyard, followed by some sword training.

When the sweat on his body had completely dried, he took a cold shower.

Ever since the imperial doctor had warned him to take care of his health, he hadn’t taken a cold shower in months.

But today, for some unknown reason, he was feeling unusually irritable.

He couldn’t even tell what exactly was bothering him.

He had always been the kind of person who bathed in cold water even in the depths of winter, and didn’t find it uncomfortable.

However, the moment he lay down on the bed, the gout in his hand started acting up again.

This was the consequence of not following medical advice.

Qin Canglan stared at his trembling, pain-ridden hand as cold sweat poured down his forehead in large drops.

To outsiders, he would still appear to be strong and capable, a warrior who was able to lead armies for another seven or eight years.

But only he knew the truth, he could no longer even hold a sword steadily.

If not, why would he have passed on the title of Duke Protector to Qin Che so early?

This is a common fact among men who joined the military. Who hadn’t overexerted themselves in their youth, and have a body full of injuries and illnesses in their twilight years?

The imperial doctor had given him a bottle of pain-relieving powder.

Due to its side effects and potential for addiction, the doctor had warned him to only take it when the pain became truly unbearable.

Until now, he had never taken it.

All medicine carried poison, he understood that well.

But tonight, he found himself unable to endure any longer.

There was a strange, almost unnatural pain that seemed to pierce his hand.

Almost unconsciously, he took the medicine.

The effect was fast.

The pain quickly began to ease, and it came with a heavy drowsiness.

He lay on the hard, stiff bed and soon drifted into sleep.

He had never dreamed.

But that night, he dreamed of his wife, and also of that father and son from Lihua Lane.

——

Wei Residence.

The Old Madam of the Wei family had locked Wei Ting in the ancestral hall, ordering him to kneel before the ancestral tablets and reflect on his actions.

But was Wei Ting the kind of man who would obediently kneel and repent?

He turned his head and went over the wall.

Just as he got to the top, he saw Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Chen, both dressed in training clothes.

The former held a nine-section whip, the latter a red-tasseled spear. Both were calmly waiting for him.

Wei Ting lay sprawled over the wall, letting out a helpless sigh, “Isn’t this a bit much?”

Mrs. Jiang lightly slapped her palm with the whip, smirking, “Grandmother figured you wouldn’t behave! Trying to run? Go ahead and try ah.”

Wei Ting sighed again, “Fifth Sister, you know I won’t raise a hand against you or Third Sister."

Mrs. Jiang snorted coldly and said, “Stop talking nonsense! Are you going to crawl back on your own obediently, or do we have to beat you down ourselves?”

Wei Ting covered his forehead, “Third Sister-in-law, Fifth Sister-in-law… You’re not seriously going to do this, are you…”

Mrs. Chen was strong and stout, with a simple and straightforward personality.

She looked at Mrs. Jiang and asked, “Are we really doing this?”

Mrs. Jiang replied sternly, “Of course we are! Grandmother had said, If we let you escape today, we won’t get to eat meat for three days!”

With a swish, Mrs. Chen thrust her red-tasseled spear into the ground!

Wei Ting: “……”

“Grandmother!”

Wei Ting suddenly shouted, while staring behind the two of them.

As the two women instinctively turned, Wei Ting seized the moment, pressed one hand against the top of the wall and leapt up through the air with a powerful push!

Mrs. Jiang’s ears twitched.

She turned back coldly and glared at him. “You damn brat! You’ve learned to use tricks now? Where do you think you’re going?!”

She lashed her whip at him.

Wei Ting countered with a kick that deflected the whip mid-air.

At the same time, he flipped backward through the air, landing on one knee with perfect balance on the grass below.

Mrs. Chen snatched up her spear and charged forward.

The red-tasseled spear, though weighing over a hundred pounds, moved swiftly and agile in her hands like a flying dragon.

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