My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 49: Can You Make a Wish Like That?
Chapter 49: Can You Make a Wish Like That?
Nie Yao and his wife ate barbecue together in the imperial garden.
It was already completely dark.
Nie Yao originally didn’t plan to go back, thinking he would sleep on his wife’s dragon bed tonight.
“Minister Nie.”
Dou Jinzhuan’s confidant came to the palace with Nie Yao’s token and said, “My master requests your presence at the residence for a discussion.”
Du Suilan frowned: “What does Daddy want with my husband?”
The confidant stopped speaking.
Du Suilan told him to scram, and then said to Nie Yao, “Husband, you don’t need to bother with my Daddy, just let him go crazy by himself.”
How could he do that?
Nie Yao knew his precious wife was only saying that, but deep down, she still cared about her old father-in-law.
He picked her up and said, “It’s alright, wife. We’ll just go and see if there’s anything your father-in-law needs help with. Anyway, if it’s too outrageous, we just won’t agree.”
“Okay then.”
Du Suilan was still a little unhappy.
However, being held by Nie Yao, that tiny bit of unhappiness showed no tendency to swell or spread.
“Alright, alright.”
Nie Yao pinched her pouting little mouth. “We’ll just go take a look, and we’ll both feel relieved afterwards, won’t we?”
Du Suilan said she wouldn’t feel uneasy at all.
Hugging Nie Yao.
She didn’t even humph anymore.
“What is it, wife?”
“Master, someone is blocking our carriage ahead! Hey, they look quite wealthy!”
The subordinate driving the carriage asked Nie Yao what to do.
Should they just charge through, or stop to earn some silver?
“Don’t worry about him.” Nie Yao was busy; he didn’t have time to earn that bit of loose change. He told his subordinate to charge straight through, as long as they didn’t kill him.
Anyone who dared to block his carriage must have prepared their medical expenses.
The carriage sped past.
If Zong Chuiyu hadn’t dodged quickly, he would have been buried under the horses’ hooves tonight.
He was so angry his teeth were clenched: Those money-grubbers took his silver, so why did they give him false information? Saying that as long as he held up gold and silver to block Nie Yao’s carriage, it was guaranteed to work?
Work for what?
He almost lost his life!
“Zong Chuiyu.” Du Suilan saw him dodge and felt a little regretful. He lifted the carriage curtain, recognizing the person blocking their carriage. “Trying to block a carriage with just a few gold ingots, truly an idiot beyond redemption!”
His tone was mocking.
However, his mood had improved quite a bit.
He liked scenes of such reckless charging; it was very pleasing to the mind.
He even suggested to Nie Yao: “Husband, should we turn back and hit him again?” At a faster speed, the kind Zong Chuiyu wouldn’t be able to dodge!
Just thinking about it made him happy.
Du Suilan’s eyes curved into smiles, which made Nie Yao’s heart clench.
He pinched his wife’s cheek lightly and lifted it. “Did you forget our agreement? Wife, he hasn’t done anything bad.”
He was just an arrogant and slightly foolish young master.
The Zong family’s tradition was quite strict and wouldn’t allow its descendants to bully others and become a scourge.
“But didn’t he dodge it!”
Du Suilan was unconvinced.
Why could his husband let people hit him, but he couldn’t?
“Are you looking down on me?”
“No, I think too highly of you, that’s why I won’t let you hit him.” Nie Yao told his wife to stop thinking about it; he wouldn’t let anyone turn the carriage around.
While the two were arguing.
They arrived home.
Dou Jinzhuan had slept for several consecutive days and should have been rosy-cheeked and energetic. But at this moment, he sat in the cold wind, radiating an aura of decay.
His beard was unshaven, and his clothes were messy.
He looked as distraught as could be.
Was this still the composed and strategic Prime Minister of a nation?
Nie Yao was surprised, “Father-in-law, why are you here?” Sitting at the entrance in the middle of winter, wasn’t he afraid of catching a cold?
He quickly helped him up.
He realized his hands were as cold as ice, and Nie Yao was so shocked that he immediately draped a fur coat over him.
He advised, “Father-in-law, Lan Lan still needs you. You must take care of your health.”
“You…” Dou Jinzhuan hadn’t eaten or drunk a drop for several days. When he opened his mouth, his lips cracked and bled, and his voice sounded like a broken gong. He held onto Nie Yao tightly, with an unnaturally strong grip. “That day when you offered incense to Lan Xi, did you ask him for something?”
His father-in-law waited for him so miserably.
Just to ask about this?
Nie Yao thought his father-in-law might be quite ill and gave his wife a look, urging her to call a doctor quickly.
“Uh… I did ask for something.” Nie Yao supported his father-in-law, using a bit of force to pull him through the door while speaking. “Father-in-law, why are you asking about this?”
“What did you ask him for?? Tell me quickly!!!”
Dou Jinzhuan asked with extreme urgency.
If Nie Yao hadn’t been strong enough to hold him tightly, he wouldn’t have been able to stand steady after several days of not eating or drinking. With his body in this state, he still disregarded everything, just wanting to ask Nie Yao about the incense offering.
Nie Yao: “Father-in-law, eat first.”
His face was all white.
He was so hungry that his strength was even less than his wife’s.
Nie Yao insisted that his old father-in-law eat first, otherwise, he wouldn’t answer any more questions.
“Did you… did you ask him to make me be kinder to you? Is that it? Tell me quickly!!”
Nie Yao said he wouldn’t answer if he wouldn’t eat.
He had a bowl of porridge brought over, urging his old father-in-law to eat quickly.
“I’ll tell you after you finish eating.” Otherwise, the topic was off limits.
“I’m not hungry!” Dou Jinzhuan didn’t want to waste even this bit of time; he was in a state of frenzy. “Is it? Tell me quickly what it is!!”
He desperately wanted an answer.
He shook Nie Yao hard, pulling his outer garment into disarray.
“Say it! Say it quickly!!!”
“Daddy!”
Du Suilan’s face was grim.
He had been angry for a long time, and if Nie Yao hadn’t stopped him, he would have ordered people to forcibly send his father back and make him eat.
“Your husband is concerned about you and told you to eat, didn’t you hear?”
He slammed the bowl of porridge down in front of his old father, and said coldly, “If you act crazy again, my husband and I will move out and never come back!”
His words were very intimidating.
It immediately calmed down the nearly-frenzied Dou Jinzhuan.
“Sorry… A’Lan.”
“Should the person you apologize to be me?” Du Suilan pointed at the red mark scratched onto his husband’s arm, feeling very distressed. “Daddy, for the next three days, I will not speak to you.”
This move was a fatal blow to Dou Jinzhuan.
He panicked.
To seek forgiveness from his precious younger brother, he even apologized to Nie Yao, whom he had always looked down upon, “I’m sorry, Nie… good son-in-law.”
Completely defeated.
He quietly drank the porridge.
He hadn’t been calm for long before large, scalding tears started to fall.
“A’Lan, I had a dream…” Forcing himself to drink half a bowl, Dou Jinzhuan couldn’t bear it anymore, and he cried with his hands covering his face.
“I dreamed of your a’die (other father/birth father).”
“He said Nie Yao is very good, and he is very happy that you were able to marry him.”
“He… he also said… Congratulations, precious Lan Lan, your wish came true…”
The old father-in-law cried terribly.
He didn’t cry out loud but was suppressed and full of regret.
He looked as pitiful as could be.
Nie Yao couldn’t bear it, patted his back to help him breathe. “This is a good thing, Father-in-law.”
“That’s enough, Daddy!”
Du Suilan was agitated. “What’s there to cry about when a’die is dead? He’s dead! Don’t you know that no matter how much you cry, a’die won’t come back to life!”
This statement was unclear whether it was a warning to his father or to himself.