The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 158 It's my husband who's shameful, not me.
The alley was quiet, with only the occasional cawing of crows outside.

Its cries were weak and feeble.

The crow was completely wrapped in gauze, with only its two eyes, each the size of a mung bean, showing.

It couldn't fly, nor could it jump, so it couldn't climb the tree in front of the Wei family's house and could only lie on the pit under the tree.

It buried its head in the soil and pretended to be dead, not moving at all.

Footsteps approached from the alleyway.

"My lord, it's just ahead."

Yang Weiwen led the way, saying, "This is my first time here too, and I don't know if I'm being presumptuous."

He Xuran casually glanced around.

It just felt strange.

Compared to the bustling tunnels of Zexian County, the hutong is secluded, but it has an excellent location for living, making it convenient to go anywhere.

This place is certainly not comparable to He Xuran's several private residences in the capital.

Can……

Without connections, it would be extremely difficult to buy here.

Even in his ordinary clothes, He Xuran's tall and handsome figure could not be concealed, resembling a slender bamboo. Apart from the jade pendant proving his identity as a descendant of the He family, he wore no other accessories.

He Xuran intentionally kept a low profile.

Even so, Yang Weiwen, who was beside him, still looked rather shabby.

He was a county magistrate, after all, but his cotton-padded coat was all washed until it was almost white.

He Xuran was not a pampered young master unaware of the hardships of life.

For ordinary people, seeing a doctor and taking medicine all cost money.
How can I buy a house here?

He Xuran inquired, "From what you said earlier, the Wei family's conditions are not considered good."

Yang Weiwen didn't think too much about it: "Yes."

"Both mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were frail women who had rarely left home. The roads were slippery in the snow, and the oxcart was extremely shabby. They were so cold on the road that they could barely speak. They also had no relatives or friends in the county town."

"As you know, sir, thugs often thrive in remote and impoverished areas. We've had quite a few cases of kidnapping women these past few days. Luckily, the Wei family's new bride is dark-skinned and not particularly attractive, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, what if something goes wrong?"

As they were talking, the two finally arrived at the end of the alley.

Yang Weiwen glanced at the old, tightly closed gate of the Wei family.

"Sir, this should be the place."

He Xuran: "Mm."

Yang Weiwen stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"anyone there?"

He Xuran sensed something was wrong and walked towards the shallow pit under the big tree.

He Xuran: ? ? ?

What is this!
Oddly shaped.

It looks stiff, just like a mummy.

He Xuran frowned, about to approach and take a closer look.

"Who is it? Here we come."

A clear, crisp female voice came from inside.

He Xuran's attention was slightly diverted.

He paid no more attention to the crow.

After all, he felt that nothing mattered.

With a creak, the door was opened by the people inside.

The girl was fair-skinned, with a triangular headscarf wrapped around her head. Her eyes were like shimmering autumn water, and a beauty mark at the corner of her eye added to her captivating charm.

Strands of hair gently brushed her face in the breeze. Her luscious lips were curved in a smile, as radiant as spring blossoms and as bright as the autumn moon.

Yu Tingwan was somewhat surprised to see that it was Yang Weiwen.

Yang Weiwen was taken aback.

"you……"

At this moment, Yu Tingwan saw He Xuran behind Yang Weiwen.

He Xuran was also looking at her.

His pupils suddenly darkened, and his brows furrowed unconsciously. His eyes were dark and deep, as if surging with a thousand turbulent waves, looking at her with scrutiny and barely concealed surprise.

When their eyes met, Yu Tingwan's heart skipped a beat.

Why is He Xuran here?

Yang Weiwen clearly didn't recognize Yu Tingwan: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I knocked on the wrong door."

Yu Tingwan then realized that she had forgotten to wipe the ash off her face.

She was very grateful to Yang Weiwen.

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "Mm."

Then, she slammed the door shut in a grand manner.

After doing all this, Yu Tingwan looked somewhat flustered, lifted her skirt, and strode into the house.

The girl carefully closed the door.

"It's over."

She said to the sickly Wei Zhao, "Imperial Censor He is outside."

"Judging from this, it's Yang Weiwen who came to see you; he just happened to be passing by."

"You'd better hide, so he doesn't see you."

Wei Zhao also heard the commotion outside.

He showed no sign of panic, but simply sat up and looked at Yu Tingwan.

Yu Tingwan thought of all the places in the house where people could hide.

Wardrobe?

No, it's too small.

Rooftop?

No, she couldn't carry it. Finally, she settled on one spot.

"How about you, my husband, go and wait under the bed for a while?"

Wei Zhao:......

No, he didn't want to suffer this injustice.

Wei Zhao: "This is my home."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Right.

Why would someone hide from outsiders when they're in their own home?

Wei Zhao said calmly, "We're not having an affair."

Right.

Wei Zhao is now Wei Shen.

They are considered husband and wife.

Are you afraid of being caught in the act by outsiders, who will say she's hiding a man in her house?
Can……

Yu Tingwan: "If we don't open the door, they probably won't force their way in."

Wei Zhao: "Yang Weiwen doesn't know, He Xuran..."

Yu Tingwan: "Lord He should be a virtuous gentleman."

Wei Zhao: "He will."

after all……

Wei Zhao's eyes flickered slightly as he slowly met the girl's gaze and calmly said five words: "He saw you."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

"It's you who's ashamed, not me. Don't you know that, husband?"

Rong Di is not here, Shun Zi is not here.

No one can take Wei Zhao away silently.

The girl's gaze fell on one spot, and she remained silent for a long time.

Wei Zhao followed her gaze.

then……

My eyelid twitched violently.

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Yang Weiwen, who was locked out, felt very guilty.

He Xuran entrusted him with an important task, allowing him to investigate the case of disaster relief grain together, which clearly showed that he valued his abilities.

Can……

He even led us astray.

Yang Weiwen's face flushed red: "Sir, it's my fault, I must have gone down the wrong alley!"

He gestured for him to enter.

"It should be the alley ahead."

He Xuran remained motionless.

That face...

There was no deliberate attempt to smear it; it's even more like it now.

He Xuran's breathing became somewhat rapid.

He could handle murder cases and examine corpses without batting an eye, but now...

In this vast world, coincidences are to be expected.

But what if it isn’t?
He Xuran dared not think about it.

"grown ups?"

Yang Weiwen: "You..."

After saying only a few words, He Xuran steadied himself.

"Knock on the door."

Yang Weiwen: ? ? ?

Although he didn't understand, he listened to everything the adults said.

The rhythmic knocking sounded again.

I don't know how long I knocked, but there was still no response from inside.

Yang Weiwen turned his head: "Big..."

He Xuran: "Kick it away."

Just then, the door was finally opened again.

The girl leaned half her body out.

"Is there something you need, Lord Yang?"

Yang Weiwen: ?
This voice!

He stared blankly at Yu Tingwan, somewhat hesitant to confirm: "Madam Wei?"

"it's me."

Yang Weiwen was stunned.

React quickly.

That's true, women always need to cover their faces when they're out, otherwise it's too dangerous.

But he doesn't understand.

After a long pause, Yang Weiwen finally managed to stammer out, "Then...then why did you close the door just now?"

Yu Tingwan asked innocently, "Didn't Lord Yang say you knocked on the wrong door?"

It seems...that's how it is.

Yang Weiwen thought there was nothing wrong with it.

He's blind!