The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 107 Why is such a nice girl making lewd jokes?

Wei Zhao then went to look at the small bag containing the amulets tied with thin rope.

The small hole on top wasn't very noticeable, and the amulet wouldn't fall out if placed inside, but it's unusable now.

Wei Zhao pursed his lips.

Normally, when he was in the Duke of Shunguo's mansion, he never allowed servants to enter his study to clean it.

It wasn't that there were any secrets inside, but rather that he didn't like others touching his belongings.

Even if it's something he doesn't want, he'd rather destroy it himself than let anyone else touch it.

Only Yu Tingwan...

Seeing that he remained silent, his eyes half-lowered as he stared at the gash large enough to pierce with a thumb, Yu Tingwan felt inexplicably guilty.

Yu Tingwan said in a very soft voice, "It was already broken."

She glanced at Wei Zhao twice.

The other person remained expressionless.

Yu Tingwan knew how much Wei Zhao valued this item, and she was just anxious and eager for an answer: "Don't worry about it."

Yu Tingwan: "I know this is your first time getting married and you have no experience."

"But other people's husbands are all very generous."

"The Du family's wife in our village once spilled her husband's wine that he had treasured for eight years. But he didn't make a fuss about it at the time."

Yu Tingwan said gently to Wei Zhao, "However, he cares a lot."

"He was concerned about whether his wife's hand had been cut by a shard of the wine jug."

"With such a good example right in front of you, I suggest that you at least learn from it, my husband."

"In that case, we will surely be able to love them just as much."

She spoke with great logic and reasoning.

Wei Zhao was so angry he almost laughed.

He didn't know how Yu Tingwan could say such a thing so seriously.

Yu Tingwan saw that his eyes were deep and he remained silent.

The girl frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Am I making things difficult for you?"

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids slightly.

I don't know what state of mind she was in when she said that.

"Oh."

His tone was completely flat.

It's impossible to tell whether he's in a good or bad mood right now.

"How is your hand?"

Yu Tingwan was stunned: "Huh?"

"You must have hurt yourself just now."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Wei Zhao: "Let me see if it needs bandaging."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Is that even reasonable of you?

You'd better not learn it!
After Wei Zhao finished speaking, he didn't forget to ask, "Are you satisfied now?"

Then the girl punched him hard.

Wei Zhao remained silent.

Isn't this what you want to hear?

Why would they attack him?

Yu Tingwan poked the hole: "Is my husband deliberately mocking and ridiculing me?"

"I'll buy you one instead."

Wei Zhao gently folded the paper: "No need."

Yu Tingwan tilted her head and promised, "Then I'll sew it up for you."

Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow: "You can?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

She won't.

The girl is clumsy.

Even though her mother was the most skilled at needlework, she just couldn't learn a single thing from her.

But now that things have come to this.

She has to learn, even if she doesn't know how.

At worst... at worst, I can secretly ask Hui Niang for help later.

Before even starting, Yu Tingwan had already found a way out.

She nodded confidently and reservedly.

"Of course, I can do a lot of things."

She thought for a moment, then added fuel to the fire.

"There's no other way, I'm willing to take responsibility for you."

Wei Zhao:......

Yu Tingwan: "The thought of sewing you a pocket is my way of showing my love for you."

Given Yu Tingwan's groping attitude towards him, Wei Zhao felt very... threatened.

He smirked. "Is that so?"

This is clearly disbelief!
Yu Tingwan was exceptionally sincere: "Don't worry. I'm not the kind of person who takes off my pants, gets what I want, and then just walks away."

Wei Zhao: ...He really dares to say anything.

"you……"

Yu Tingwan: "Hmm?"

Wei Zhao sighed helplessly, "Why would a perfectly good girl make such a lewd joke?"

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It was getting late, so Yu Tingwan decided to work on the pockets tomorrow.

The lights in the room were turned off, and Yu Tingwan gathered her dried hair and got onto the bed.

After a busy and mentally taxing day, she was exhausted.

Wei Zhao's voice came from beside my ear.

"I don't want to hide anything from you."

Wei Zhao: "I really am Wei Zhao."

Yu Tingwan replied dismissively, "Okay, okay, I heard you. Go to sleep. When we have some free time later, we'll have Mom make dumplings."

Wei Zhao asked quietly, "Why don't you believe me?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

Why should she believe it?

She saw the coffin today.

Wei Zhao seemed to be able to see through her thoughts: "The coffin is fake."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Could you get any more absurd?!

"how is this possible?"

Wei Zhao said calmly, "But none of that matters."

"I don't really want that identity either."

The most important thing right now is to heal the injury and ensure everything goes smoothly; we can plan the rest later.

Wei Zhao was never an impatient person; he had plenty of patience in such matters.

The room was dark, and Yu Tingwan couldn't see the deep, gloomy look in Wei Zhao's eyes.

"How could Wei's army, with so many men, possibly mistake a general?"

That's true.

But what if someone covers for him?
Fu Meng is such a big guy, he is already the focus of attention. Taking away so many life-saving pills and carrying him away from the battlefield, if no one cleans up the mess, how could people not notice something unusual?

Yu Tingwan felt helpless.

"General Wei is a dragon among men, my husband, please don't joke about him."

Wei Zhao was slightly delayed.

He had heard far too many words of praise.

There are countless opinions: some say he was a promising young man, others say he was a shrewd strategist, still others say he possessed exceptional talent and virtue.

Wei Zhao couldn't stir up any trouble at all, and always just laughed it off.

But now...

He murmured, "A dragon among men?"

He scoffed, "He's not."

Too tired to speak, Yu Tingwan half-heartedly agreed, her voice growing softer and softer as she drifted off to sleep.

The room fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Zhao's voice came from beside him.

He called the girl's name softly. "Yu Tingwan."

His voice was hoarse: "That person isn't that good; he's dumber than anyone else."

Otherwise, how could they have been deceived for over a decade without realizing it?

Perhaps because he had slept too much during the day, Wei Zhao was very awake at this moment.

He was thinking about matters of the imperial court and the Duke of Shun's mansion.

Emperor Yingqian had five sons, among whom the Crown Prince and the fifth prince Ying Yin stood out the most.

Unfortunately, the crown prince was sickly and his health was deteriorating.

The court is ever-changing, and how many people are eyeing the dragon throne...?

He lowered his eyes, his gaze deep and sharp.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the sleeping girl unconsciously moved closer to him.

When they first got married, Yu Tingwan slept very well, with a clear distinction between the two of them.

But she always pushes her luck.

During the day, he's kept hanging on in limbo, and at night he tries to find a sense of existence.

The girl moved closer and closer until her body was pressed against Wei Zhao's arm.

Okay, I'm not moving anymore.

Her soft breath touched Wei Zhao's neck, her breath invading him inch by inch with a powerful, tingling sensation.

Wei Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed.

He extended his hand halfway and then withdrew it, failing to push her away.

He sighed.

Thinking of what Rong Di had said about what happened in front of the Dong family's gate during the day, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he spoke in a low voice.

"Go to sleep. Anyone who messes with you will suffer the consequences."

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