The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 108 He wanted... to be her real husband and wife.

The next day.

The dawn slowly broke.

Yu Tingwan slept very soundly, but she was a little cold, even though the blanket was very thick.

The girl sensed something was wrong as soon as she opened her eyes.

Why did she bury her head in Wei Zhao's neck?

The two were lying together in a very intimate position, their necks intertwined.

The chill emanated from Wei Zhao.

He was in poor health, and no matter how thick the blanket was, even with their bodies pressed tightly together, it didn't warm him up at all.

Yu Tingwan was processing this fact.

The surprise came so suddenly that she was somewhat dazed.

Normally, when Yu Tingwan woke up, she would get out of bed and go to the kitchen to wait for breakfast.

But now, she doesn't want to.

Putting everything else aside, Yu Tingwan finally felt the reality of getting married.

Although Wei Shen disagreed with the two of them sharing a pillow, she found herself possessively covered in a bit of the man's pillow every time she woke up these past few days.

Each time, the amount spilled was more than the last.

At first, Yu Tingwan felt a little guilty, afraid that Wei Shen would find out.

But his hand was still on his waist.

Although it was cold, it felt very comfortable to be held by him.

That kind of comfort wasn't the physical sensation of a man and woman touching, but rather an indescribable sense of security.

Yu Tingwan curved her lips into a smile.

She especially loved being held by her mother when she was young, and was most clingy when she was sick.

This sense of security is like having someone hold up the sky if it falls, so you don't have to stumble and struggle alone.

Even though the girl knew that if something really happened, she would have to protect the delicate Wei Shen.

But at this moment, she felt exceptionally content.

Little did the girl know that her mother and husband were different.

Couples can do many things together.

It can be undulating, damp, and bumpy.

The girl's eyes were bright.

I started thinking about the future.

There are too many things to buy for the house.

Unfortunately, very few people in the county raise chickens in their yards.

The smell is really strong, and its cries every morning disturb the neighbors.

The yard is spacious and shouldn't be left to languish.

We'll set aside some time to settle Old Niu.

She had lived a hard life for a long time and was used to poverty. So she thought of setting aside some time to grow vegetables, so she wouldn't have to buy them from the market anymore.

As she was pondering this, Yu Tingwan seemed to sense something, slowly raised her eyes, and met Wei Zhao's gaze.

"Husband."

"Ok?"

The sound came from the man's throat, low and hoarse.

Wei Zhao had just woken up and was still not fully conscious. After opening his eyes, he quickly closed them again listlessly.

He pulled the girl closer to his chest, found a comfortable position, and continued sleeping.

Very fine.

Very soft.

The touch doesn't feel right.

It has no hair.

It's not Fu Meng.

Wei Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, fully awake.

He met a pair of watery eyes.

She was pretty and had fair skin.

At least Wei Zhao had never seen a girl more beautiful than her.

But Wei Zhao was unaware of this.

Her waist was so slender and graceful that even through her inner garment, one could feel its smooth, silky texture. Or were other women like that too?

They were so close, their eyes met.

The delicate fragrance emanating from her body lingered around my nose.

The two young bodies pressed together, with soft, fragrant, and warm jade in his arms, Wei Zhao could not remain calm, and his breathing began to become erratic without his realizing it.

While he was still in a daze, Yu Tingwan innocently made a request: "Could you hold me tighter?"

Wei Zhao: "No."

Yu Tingwan could only politely ask, "Could you tell me the reason?"

Wei Zhao let go of her hand and distanced himself from her.

He turned over with some difficulty, facing the wall. Yu Tingwan pursed her lips: "I'm sorry."

Judging from how Wei Zhao avoided her like the plague, it was absolutely impossible that he was the one who took the initiative to hug her.

Yu Tingwan was very honest and continued, "Sometimes I can't help it."

"I want to restrain myself."

Yu Tingwan poked his back, expressing her helplessness: "But even when I'm asleep, my body is very honest."

As she spoke, the girl didn't forget to summarize.

"You... are quite attractive to me."

Wei Zhao closed his eyes.

Even though he didn't see Yu Tingwan's expression, he knew that when the girl spoke, her face was perfectly calm and her eyes were clear.

The girl was incapable of love.

Little did she know the profound impact that the scene had just unfolded on the seriously ill and weak man, who was still sexually healthy.

What does the body truly mean?
The girl was just saying it casually and forgot about it as soon as she turned around.

Only his body is truly honest.

The reaction was... also strong.

Especially in the morning.

If he didn't turn his back to her in time, the girl might notice something was wrong with him.

Seeing that he remained silent, and that he seemed to carry an aura that kept strangers at bay and acquaintances at bay.

Yu Tingwan was very puzzled.

"Wei Shen".

She: "You..."

Yu Tingwan said seriously, "You can't do it this way. You have to adapt."

"After all, I want to do even more for you."

Wei Zhao said in a somber tone, "You can leave now."

Yu Tingwan: "It's nothing."

"I wouldn't mind if you put your hand in and touched it."

Wei Zhao felt even worse.

When they first started sleeping together, he was only thinking about dying and there was never the slightest bit of romance between them.

In the past, there were quite a few women who offered themselves to him, but Wei Zhao remained unmoved and only found it annoying.

His understanding had never been clearer than at this moment.

He is not a saint; he cannot achieve purity of mind and body, nor can he sever his emotions and desires.

He never denied that his feelings for Yu Tingwan were not pure.

It's a man's feelings for a woman.

To be more precise.

Yes... I only have these feelings for her.

He was never indecisive, nor would he stoop to the level of taking advantage of a girl.

Wei Zhao had an idea.

He wanted to...be a real couple with her.

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The post station is ready for departure.

The Fifth Prince, Ying Yin, hadn't slept all night, and now his eyes were tinged with dark circles.

This time, many officials would be left behind, and in addition to taking meticulous care of them, he also had to ensure that the coffin was transported to the capital without any mishaps.

He glanced at his trusted confidants behind him.

The confidant understood and stepped forward: "General Wei had previously moved and buried the Duke of Shun and all of Wei's ancestors in his hometown of Yiling."

"His Majesty's grace is boundless; he has made an exception and buried him with the honors due to a prince."

"The shortest route back to the capital doesn't pass through Yiling. But our master, mindful of the general's hard work and great achievements, intentionally takes a longer route, staying at the Wei family ancestral hall in Yiling for a day before returning to the capital."

Ying Yin had tried to win over Wei Zhao.

If Wei Zhao were willing to serve him, he could be even more powerful. However, Wei Zhao was unyielding and showed no intention of taking sides.

He knew Wei Zhao's position in the Wei family army.

Now that Wei Zhao is gone, Chi Yu is the most influential person in the Wei family army, and Ying Yin is willing to put in the effort.

Moreover, if this matter gets out, it will only benefit his reputation, without any harm.

A flicker of gratitude crossed Chi Yu's cold, hard face.

Whether he felt grateful or not, only he himself knew.

He knew better than anyone how much the Wei family valued their old house in Yiling.

The general goes back every year to pay homage to his ancestors.

On one occasion, they even took him along.

After the general offered incense at the ancestral graves, he asked him a question.

Do you know why I insisted on moving my father and grandfather back to Yiling?

Chi Yu: "Your subordinate is dull-witted."

(End of this chapter)