You Are Truly Hungry

"Lord Pei, are you alright?"

Wei Chengye was the first to notice that something was wrong with Pei Jingzhi's expression, but he still asked respectfully and urgently, "Should I go call a doctor?"

Pei Jingzhi did not speak. The butler quickly interjected, "Lord Chen Liang has already gone to call for one. The master is feeling unwell. If you have no urgent business, please wait a few days before coming back."

Wei Chengye hesitated for a moment. "But my business is urgent."

"Lord Pei, I know I shouldn't disturb you right now, but this is a matter of great importance. It concerns my lifelong happiness, and I must speak of it at this moment..."

As he spoke, Wei Chengye subconsciously looked to the side. His Cai Genhua stood there gently. Though not exceptionally graceful, she possessed a rare, quiet tranquility.

His heart warmed, and his resolve grew even firmer.

"Lord Pei, I... I can't work with you anymore. Regarding your plan to deal with Ren Tianye, I have already written a secret letter and just sent someone to deliver it to the Demon Suppression Division."

"I, Wei Chengye, am breaking all ties with you."

On his way back, Pei Jingzhi had been in a daze, as if detached from the mortal world. Scenes from the past swirled in his mind, and his heart felt as though it were being gouged by a knife, over and over again.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was delirious.

But now, upon hearing Wei Chengye's words, he suddenly snapped wide awake.

A surging wave of foul air blocked his chest.

He practically slammed the table and stood up, shocked. "What... what did you say?"

Wei Chengye's face was full of shame. "Lord Pei, I know you were once best friends with my father and have shown me great kindness. It is fair to say that without you, Lord Pei, the Wei Chengye of today would not exist."

"My life should have been yours."

"In the past, if I had to entrust my life to you, my lord, I, Wei Chengye, would absolutely not have frowned even once."

"But now..."

"I cannot!"

"I must take responsibility for the one I love!"

Boom!

Provocative words are the best cure for a heart attack. Pei Jingzhi instantly became more alert than ever, his thoughts racing like lightning. He immediately recalled the concerns Chen Liang had voiced when they were discussing how to save the Empress and deal with Ren Tianye!

Chen Liang had worried that because Wei Chengye had spent so much time in the armory and rarely saw women, he might immediately fall into a passionate, earth-shattering romance upon seeing one during this mission.

Because of this, he had made special arrangements.

He had specifically found an old woman to take care of Wei Chengye's daily needs, giving Wei Chengye absolutely no chance to meet any young women!

How...

Did he suddenly have a beloved?

"Where did you find this beloved of yours?"

"Did a younger sister just fall from the sky?"

Pei Jingzhi roared.

His voice shook the roof tiles!

It startled Wei Chengye so much that he involuntarily took a half-step back, but after glancing at Cai Genhua, Wei Chengye's courage swelled once more.

He reached out and grabbed Cai Genhua's hand.

Cai Genhua also reached out, and their fingers intertwined tightly.

The two held hands, their hearts connected.

With unprecedented courage, a bit of a hoarse shout, and a touch of pride, Wei Chengye declared loudly, "Lord Pei, this is the one I love!"

"Cai Genhua!"

Cai Genhua also puffed out her chest, trying hard to look like a delicate little bird relying on a man, leaning halfway into Wei Chengye's embrace.

Boom!

It was like another clap of thunder!

Pei Jingzhi jumped up, his expression returning to normal out of sheer shock.

"You, you, you..."

"You and this old woman?"

"This old woman is the one you love?"

"You're treating her like your mother, aren't you?"

Wei Chengye's face instantly showed displeasure, and he said coldly, "Lord Pei, please mind your words. Cai Genhua is the one I, Wei Chengye, love. I have already notified my family, and in a few days, I will openly and honorably marry her."

"She is about to become my, Wei Chengye's, wife."

"How dare you insult my wife like this?"

Cai Genhua immediately knelt down, her face covered in tears, and said, "Lord Pei, I know I am just a lowly servant, and I am old. You do not approve."

"Actually, I didn't approve either."

"But Lord Wei's feelings for me are so deep. How could I refuse and break his heart?"

"Lord Pei, rest assured. After I marry into the Wei manor, I will definitely continue to meticulously take care of Lord Wei's daily needs just as I do now. I will absolutely not let Lord Wei suffer the slightest grievance."

"Heh, heh..."

Pei Jingzhi involuntarily chuckled again, his face full of ridicule.

It was unknown whether he was laughing at Wei Chengye, at himself, or at this ridiculous world. His tone leveled out. "You are the Director of the Armory of the Great Yu, in charge of the martial armory and the inner treasury. You hold a high and powerful position. This Cai whatever is just a lowly servant, a mere cleaning woman, and her age is almost catching up to your mother's..."

"And you fucking fell in love with her?"

"Just how desperate are you?"

Wei Chengye's expression changed again. However, this time he did not retort, because just as the words were about to leave his mouth, Cai Genhua gently pulled him back. That soft, tight tug on his sleeve made a wave of warmth sweep through Wei Chengye's heart.

Like a gentle breeze blowing over a hill, his entire body couldn't help but surge with water-like tenderness.

Only then did he suppress his fluctuating emotions and say, "Lord Pei, since it's like this, I won't stay any longer. I will remember your kindness. In the future, I will definitely use my connections to enter the Heavenly Prison and deliver meals to you."

After saying that, he held Cai Genhua's hand tightly, turned, and walked out of the study. Not long after leaving the study, he ran into Chen Liang, who was rushing back.

Chen Liang looked at him and Cai Genhua in surprise.

He asked, "Lord Wei, what's got you huffing and puffing so angrily?"

"Were you reprimanded by Lord Pei Jingzhi?"

Wei Chengye, finally finding someone he could complain to, said, "It was exactly Lord Pei Jingzhi. He just scolded me terribly."

Chen Liang quickly comforted him, "Sigh, Lord Wei, please don't take it to heart. The matters Lord Pei is handling have reached a critical juncture, and this is exactly when he needs your efforts."

"At this crucial moment, for your honorable mother to come visit the Pei manor, it is normal for Lord Pei to be angry, worrying that it might disrupt his grand plans."

Pausing, Chen Liang quickly tried to flatter Wei Chengye's mother, saying, "I have never met you before, elder. For Chen Liang to meet you today, it is indeed just as Brother Wei described."

"Your health and your complexion, elder, are even more vibrant than those of young people."

"I wish you both fortune and longevity, and may you grow younger with each passing year!"

Cai Genhua's face instantly turned dark, while Wei Chengye's face instantly turned green.

He cursed loudly, "This is my fucking fiancée!"

"This is my wife!"

"Ah?"

Chen Liang was instantly dumbfounded. No matter how quick-witted he usually was, at this moment, he had no idea how to smooth things over.

Wait, this is your fucking fiancée?

If you didn't say it, who wouldn't think she was your old mother?

Besides, that's not right. Haven't you fucking been unmarried this whole time? How did you suddenly get a fiancée?

Fuck!

This is Cai Genhua!

That old woman who works as a maid for Wei Chengye. How the fuck did they... get together?

And in such a short amount of time?

Are his tastes really that heavy?

...

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