The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 102 The Couple's Confession Game
It was past midnight, and the room was pitch black.

Fatty was sleeping like a pig, just like always.

Zuo Wenkang kept gurgling on the kang (a heated brick bed), tossing and turning in bed.

Gan Minglan thought he had finally lost his temper and wanted to ask him about his wound healing.

She didn't regret using her wood-based powers to heal the cheap man.

Because it is powerful enough.

She wasn't afraid that the other party would reveal her abnormality to others.

Based on my observations of this man over the past three months of traveling together, his character seems to be quite good.

The worst outcome is simply being widowed.

She remained composed, having already prepared her response, and was just waiting for the other party to ask questions.

Waited for a long time.

His first words were: "My wife must have noticed that I'm different from before, right?"

Huh?
Is this an exchange of secrets?

Gan Minglan thought for a moment, then whispered in response:

"Hmm, it doesn't have many similarities to before! What I'm more curious about is, how old were you in your previous life?"

She was slightly bothered by this.

I'm afraid the other person is a minor.

Zuo Wenkang smiled wryly; his wife was indeed no ordinary woman.

The secret he was desperately trying to hide might have already been revealed to her.

They haven't said anything yet, they're just waiting for him to confess on his own.

He was afraid his wife would think he was too old, so he instinctively wanted to lie.

I went over it in my mind, and then I held back.

Since we're going to be honest anyway, it's best to tell the truth.

"I only lived to be thirty-three years old in my previous life!"

Gan Minglan: Not bad, not bad, about the same age as her in her previous life.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I asked again, "Thirty-three is the prime of life, how did you die?"

That's a really hurtful question!

Zuo Wenkang remained silent for a little longer than usual.

After a long while, his throat became dry, his voice slightly hoarse, and his body trembled slightly: "He was forced to drink arsenic to accompany me in my funeral."

Human sacrifice?

This way of dying was beyond Gan Minglan's comprehension.

Before she could ask any further questions, Zuo Wenkang sniffed and finally poured out his entire past life story.

"I was carried to the War King's Mansion when I was eighteen years old."

The story is short.

He lived his entire life in just half an hour.

Finally, he said slowly:

"If the King of War had asked me before having his servants force me to drink the poison if I was willing to be buried with him, I would have agreed."

They really went to unnecessary lengths!
In the Phoenix Dynasty, apart from my deceased parents, there is no one else I care about!
Before entering the manor, I naively thought that as long as I served the prince diligently, I could eventually find a daughter or two to rely on for the rest of my life.

Unfortunately, the War King was only concerned with the fate of the Phoenix Dynasty and only had one legitimate daughter before disappearing without a trace.

A concubine like me, without daughters or children, will eventually be sent to a royal temple to spend the rest of my life in solitude and devotion.

I can endure the hardships of war, I can endure the hardship of not having a wife to protect me, but I cannot endure the hopeless hardship of a temple, where life seems to have no end in sight.”

His words revealed a deep sense of unease and resentment.

Gan Minglan didn't know how to comfort this unfortunate man. It turned out that matriarchal dynasties were just as extreme as feudal patriarchal societies. Men's fates were actually in the hands of women!
Not wanting to rub salt into someone's wounds, she offered only dry words of comfort:

"Perhaps it was because you suffered hardships that ordinary people never experienced in your past life that you are making up for it with plenty of happiness in this life."

She didn't come up with any particularly creative explanations.

It's like the kind of inspirational literature you read.

Then I thought about it again.

Bah! What a load of bull! Happiness is nothing but rubbish.

One day, someone was given poison and sent to heaven, and the next day, they were imprisoned in a jail after being reincarnated.

What good fortune could exiled prisoners possibly enjoy?

We've had our share of hardships along the way!
Unexpectedly, Zuo Wenkang nodded frantically after hearing her words.

He mustered his courage and grasped Gan Minglan's right hand:

"I think so too! My father's biggest regret in his past life was that he was born into a merchant family and was always bullied by those in power. In order to protect his family business, he had no choice but to send me to the War King's mansion as a concubine!"

In this life, I am a proper and upright husband. If my father knew this, he would surely be smiling in his grave.

Moreover, I not only have a wonderful wife and an adorable son like Fatty, but I'll also have a daughter in a few months.

What you might have longed for but couldn't obtain in your past life, you may now possess effortlessly in this one.

Zuo Wenkang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

He repeatedly emphasized that he was very happy and content.

Gan Minglan: Should I break your hand, or break it?

She truly considers herself a member of the family, while she keeps thinking about being widowed, which makes me feel a little guilty.

But not many!
Gan Minglan decided to hold back regarding the matter of holding hands.

Zuo Wenkang, unaware of his own ignorance, finally steered the conversation back to one of today's main topics:

"My wife's abilities are truly astonishing. In the future, it's best to use them less on me, Fatty, and Mother. That salt water is much better; the effect isn't obvious, and it won't attract too much attention."

"Okay, I understand!"

After a long while, he cautiously asked again, "My wife, how many years can you stay in the mortal world?"

"Pfft!" Gan Minglan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"I'm not some fairy, just a normal mortal! I just had a strange encounter and accidentally awakened a wood-type ability. This ability not only makes my five senses more sensitive and my strength greater than ordinary people, but it also has a healing effect."

Zuo Wenkang then suddenly realized:
"The War King once said that there is a Pure Yang Limitless Skill. As long as one cultivates the inner skill to a certain level, one can ward off evil and uphold righteousness, and heal injuries and cure diseases."

But this kind of skill cultivates both internal and external strength, training one's own physique. My wife's wood-based superpower is truly amazing; she can even heal others!

His eyes were brimming with admiration and pride, and he was also filled with a mix of emotions he couldn't quite express.

Gan Minglan nodded:
"Similar, similar! Our kind isn't formed through mental techniques and body refinement! It only awakens when we encounter a specific opportunity."

Incidentally, I also gave him a brief explanation of the amazing functions of the other four types of supernatural abilities: metal, water, fire, and earth.

Any man who hears about the power of metal and fire elemental abilities will inevitably feel envious and want to possess them.

Even in the darkness, Gan Minglan could hear him swallowing.

"My lady, my lady, under what circumstances will such a special opportunity occur?"

"Since it's a specific species, it's estimated that one in ten million people would be lucky to encounter it. However, I've heard that there's a one percent chance that it will be passed on to the next generation."

Zuo Wenkang's heart felt like it was on a roller coaster.

Whoosh! It soared to a great height, but before it could even start screaming, it plummeted down again, only to take another dramatic turn.

Overall, I'm still very happy.

He chuckled:

"Hehehe, if my daughter could have even a third of your skills, I would be the happiest man in the world."

No father doesn't hope for a daughter who will achieve great things!
This obsession is from a past life; it can't be changed, it truly can't be changed.
(End of this chapter)