The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 18 The Bride... Was Herself

She was surprised and found it strange.

Her past life memories shouldn't include Wei Shen getting married.

Regardless of whether Wei Jiajun rescued her after she ran away from the arranged marriage, given her temperament, she would never return to Linxi Village. Nor should she have any involvement with Wei Shen.

Yu Tingwan simply stopped thinking about things she couldn't understand.

She glanced at the bride on the couch, then at Wei Shen.

Wei Shen's world-weary face showed a mixture of gloom, melancholy, and disdain, revealing not a trace of the joy of a newlywed.

However, it must be said that his face is handsome enough.

But Yu Tingwan was not amazed.

She liked men like her father, who were broad-shouldered and burly, because they made her feel secure.

Wei Shen removed the unsightly large red flower from his chest. Only then did he lift his eyelids to look at the bride on the bed, her emotions unreadable.

Not a single smiling face.

Those who knew were just getting married; those who didn't would have thought someone in the family had died.

Seeing Wei Shen walk towards the bed, Yu Tingwan wasn't worried at all about seeing something she shouldn't. Instead, she followed him and leaned closer to take a look.

Quickly lift the veil.

She wanted to see which unlucky girl would end up with such a thing!
"Mom."

"Wan Niang, what's wrong?"

An anxious voice came from the distant horizon, faint and ethereal.

Yu Tingwan looked around blankly, but couldn't catch anything.

In a fleeting moment, the old bed creaked and groaned as Wei Shen pinned the bride down, two buttons undone, revealing a section of her fair neck.

Wei Shen spoke, his voice tinged with surprise.

"Why is she so white?"

Are you in such a hurry?

What were you serving just now?
Just as Yu Tingwan was about to make a joke, she finally saw the bride's face clearly.

The smile on her lips vanished instantly.

No one knows this face better than she does.

Yu Tingwan's hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

It turned out to be herself.

"Mom, Mom."

Hui Niang hurriedly pulled Yu Tingwan, who was sliding down, back up.

Yu Tingwan struggled to stand up straight, and her eyes gradually regained focus.

"But where does it hurt?"

Seeing that she looked unwell, Hui Niang said, "I'll take you to see Doctor Qian."

Yu Tingwan said in a daze, "I'm fine."

It's just absurd.

In her past life, she refused to marry into the Dong family and was slapped by the local gentry, but she still resisted.

Seeing that she was uncooperative and making a scene, Wang forced her to take the medicine. Her plan was to quietly send her out the door late at night.

Yu Tingwan bit her tongue, drawing blood, in an attempt to remain conscious.

The only one who can stop all of this is the village head.

But it's too far.

When Wang and Dong, the local gentry, relaxed their vigilance, she chose to run to the door of her neighbor, Aunt Wu, seeking refuge.

But there was no one in the Wu family.

Wang also caught up with them.

She could only run forward in a panic, but the drug was too strong. Her body went limp, her foot slipped, and she fell down, crashing into the stone slab at the entrance of the Wu family's house.

A bloody hole appeared on his forehead.

Not long ago, she saw a faint scar on her forehead when she ran away from the Dong family in her past life's memories, dressed in a wedding robe.

She didn't marry Wei Shen.

Yu Tingwan was breathing rapidly.

There was only one answer: what she had just seen was not her past life, but... what was to come. Hui Niang was still saying something in her ear, but she could no longer hear it.

The little girl looked strange, unable to process what had happened.

Seeing her staring intently, Hui Niang asked softly, "Wan Niang, why do you keep staring at my husband?"

Any other man would be confused. Only her husband remained unmoved.

Yu Tingwan couldn't very well say, "Take a closer look at the person who will be pressing down on me in the future."

Her reply was weak and vague: "I just think the amulet he was wearing around his neck looks nice."

Hui Niang was naive and believed her!

Then she noticed that Wei Zhao had a strong reaction.

Wei Zhao frowned slightly, then tucked the amulet inside his clothes and wore it close to his body. After doing this, he ignored his wound and turned over, his back to Yu Tingwan, continuing to stare blankly.

Yu Tingwan: ...

She's not stealing it!

Those who knew Wei Zhao were well aware of his character.

He seemed indifferent to everything, but no matter the person or thing, as long as it belonged to him, he wouldn't allow anyone to covet or touch it.

The inkstone that his father had given him was once touched by Xiao Huaiyan, the heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong, and he wiped it with a handkerchief no less than ten times.

That very night, Xiao Huaiyan's arm inexplicably dislocated.

Everyone knows that Wei Zhao is a favorite of the emperor, so the imperial physicians in the palace dared not take Xiao Huaiyan back.

Wei Zhao's actions terrified the Wei couple. Although their wounds weren't aggravated, they were still shaken.

The couple didn't dare to delay. Seeing that Yu Tingwan was really alright, and fearing that Wei Zhao might cause some trouble again, they rushed home.

Yu Tingwan watched the donkey cart disappear into the distance. Thinking of Wei Shen's reluctant attitude in marrying her, she decided to ignore it for now and continue the matchmaking process.

The course of the past life has already changed, so who can say for sure what will happen in the future?

She turned and went into the mountains.

The harvest wasn't great this time; yams aren't easy to dig up either. Linxi Village is poor, but it has the mountains to its back.

She dug up some wild vegetables, picked a few fruits on her way down the mountain, and finally found a lot of mushrooms under a tree.

Yu Tingwan didn't know if these mushrooms were poisonous. So she picked them all and planned to ask later.

If it's edible, great; if not, just throw it away.

On her way back to the old house, Yu Tingwan saw a group of women talking together.

"Hey, have you seen Silly Girl? Her mother is looking for her everywhere again."

The gossipy old woman, Granny Fan, was prominently featured among them.

She glanced sideways and said with certainty, "He must have been tricked into rolling in the haystack by some rascal with a piece of candy again."

Shameless.

"He wasn't smart to begin with, so he became even dumber. Every time he came back from outside, he was filthy, his clothes were messy, and there were marks on his neck. All he could do was smile at people like an idiot."

"If I were her mother, I would have strangled her long ago. It's shameful."

Yu Tingwan didn't want to hear these things, and she was even less willing to gossip about others.

Granny Fan pursed her lips when she saw that Yu Tingwan walked past them without saying hello.

She couldn't help but turn her head: "She used to be unwilling to show her face, so she rarely went out. Now she can't wait to run up the mountain every day. Look, look, there are unmarried young men chasing after her to see her again."

Some people spoke up for Yu Tingwan: "Wan Niang is a decent person. She ignores all those young men who whistle at her."

Granny Fan whispered, "But she looks like a vixen, she doesn't look dignified at all."

Someone said, "You're wrong. She didn't steal or rob, that's all."

“I heard that she was educated before the incident. People who can read are usually reasonable.”

Granny Fan was still holding a grudge against Yu Tingwan for looking down on her two nephews: "Who can say for sure?"

"Her mother..."

Just as they started, Yu Tingwan, who was in front, suddenly stopped.

She turned around expressionlessly.

"Shut up if you can't speak."

She said coldly, "All you do all day is gossip about this family and that family. Don't you know that you're annoying people?"

(End of this chapter)