The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 219 I... don't deserve this kneeling

Fortunately, half a month later, Officer Zhu received news.

“That child is blessed. Heaven rewards those who persevere. I have found her maternal uncle.”

correct.

He thought of something.

"When Master Sun, who used to teach at the county academy, heard the news, he came back and said he wanted to adopt the child. But he tripped and fell on the way."

Where is the demeanor of a scholar in public?
Her clothes were torn, and she had scrapes on her face, but she didn't care about her appearance at all; she was extremely anxious.

But he already had a wife to take care of at home, and he also sprained his leg, so how could he take care of the children?

Moreover, Hu Dazhu, her blood-related uncle, insisted on taking the child away. He frankly stated that he was afraid the little girl would be heartbroken, and explained that Yu's mother had had some minor disputes with her family and had heartlessly cut off all contact with them over the years, which was why he had never seen the child.

Compared to the teacher, he was a new face, and fearing the child wouldn't go with him, he didn't agree to let Yu Tingwan see him and took her away that very day.

It was cold outside, and Officer Zhu's knees were cold as he knelt on the ground, but he didn't care and moved forward a few steps.

"grown ups."

He kowtowed deeply.

"I've investigated. Although Yu Jingcheng works for a security escort agency and is known for his rude and barbaric behavior, he has never made enemies without cause. His wife, though rarely going out, has an excellent reputation, except that she can no longer have children."

"Though the words are harsh, and death is like a lamp going out, the living children suffer."

As he spoke, he murmured, "I wonder how that child is doing now."

After he left, I never heard from him again.

"By now, she should be getting married by now."

"My lord, I beg you. Could you please reopen this old case and thoroughly investigate the Yu family's affairs?"

After processing what had happened, He Xuran, who had remained silent, got up and walked towards the kneeling Constable Zhu.

Seeing He Xuran stand in front of him, Constable Zhu suddenly panicked.

Did he talk too much?

To think... to think they actually need to ask the master for a favor.

They really don't know the rules.

But just then, someone helped him up.

A force pulled him up.

"I……"

He Xuran's voice was hoarse.

"I don't deserve this kneeling."

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After leaving the private room at the teahouse, Constable Zhu was in a daze. He was truly terrified by He Xuran's behavior.

Who is that person? And who is he?
It seemed strange from the very beginning.

Seeing Yang Weiwen at the corner, he quickly went over.

"Just now..."

He was about to say something when Yang Weiwen interrupted him.

"No need to say."

Yang Weiwen instructed: "Since the lord has dismissed us, his intention is very clear."

"No matter what he asked or what you answered, just remember, once you leave the private room, you have to forget it all."

"Don't mention it, no matter who it is."

Officer Zhu quickly replied, "Yes, sir, I'll remember."

Yang Weiwen smiled and said, "Alright, you can go back now."

Only after everyone left did Yang Weiwen enter.

The teahouse was rather simple and had not been repaired for many years; the furnishings inside were quite old.

He Xuran stood by the window, suppressing his emotions.

As Yang Weiwen approached, he spoke indifferently.

"After the matter in Ze County is settled, I will return to the capital. At that time, you will come with me to the palace to report on your duties."

Yang Weiwen bowed and said, "Thank you for your promotion, sir."

"promoted?"

"I simply don't want truly capable people to spend their entire lives in desolate places."

There are too many incompetent officials and scoundrels in the capital who hold positions without doing any real work and have only empty titles.

He Xuran turned to look at him.

“When you defied the imperial decree to refuse the marriage, people in the capital said you were ungrateful and acted foolishly, but I don’t think that’s entirely true.”

He heard the voices outside.

Yang Weiwen: "I am terrified, it is a fact that I am engaged."

He Xuran replied calmly, "It's also a fact that he doesn't want to marry a princess, regardless of the consequences."

Yang Weiwen fell silent.

He's actually not very smart.

But he understood the ways of the world. He came from a poor family and managed to carve out a path for himself through the imperial examinations. Not to mention the hardships he endured, he had to stand tall and live a life of ambition.

The Ninth Princess is of imperial blood.

Putting aside his temperament, this connection would allow him to rise rapidly in his career. But he would have to pay a price. Among the powerful and influential in the capital, human life was worthless.

Today the princess has taken a liking to him and is forcing him to become her husband. The day the princess tires of him, he can be easily crushed to death.

He wouldn't dare to presume upon such an opportunity.

He Xuran: "Your fiancée ran off with someone else."

Yang Weiwen: ...

He gets sad when this is mentioned.

After all, she was the person he would marry as far back as he could remember.

He longed for her and was unwilling to let her down.

Before his parents passed away, their biggest worry was his marriage. They wanted him to become successful so that he could go and marry the girl in a grand and respectable manner, with a marriage certificate and tokens of love. They wanted him to treat the girl well.

He Xuran: "I heard that you left the capital in a sorry state. Before coming to take up your post, you went to your future father-in-law's house and expressed your intention to get married as soon as possible."

"Your father-in-law, upon learning that you have offended the royal family, is terrified of having anything to do with you again."

"Your fiancée thinks you're incompetent and doesn't want to suffer with you. She already has someone she loves and brought him to you, afraid you wouldn't believe her. She insists on marrying him and they've been engaged for a long time, but you're the obstacle, since they've exchanged tokens of love. I want you to break off the engagement and wish her well."

Yang Weiwen felt even more upset upon hearing this.

He Xuran: "I'd also like to invite you to my wedding."

Yang Weiwen's hands started to tremble.

He Xuran: "That man provocatively walked up to you. His words were full of sarcasm, saying things like, 'What's the use of being good at studying? What's the point of being an official? All the women run off with him.'"

"grown ups!"

Yang Weiwen: "Why do you insist on stabbing me in the heart today?"

He Xuran coldly asked, "Then why aren't you leaving?"

He feels unwell all over and wants to say something sarcastic to everyone he sees.

"Yes."

Yang Weiwen had only taken a few steps.

"return."

He Xuran looked at him with a deep gaze.

"Have you been to the Wei family these past few days? How is Wei Shen's health?"

It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because his mention of it actually reminded Yang Weiwen.

"It's been a long time since I've been there."

Thinking of Wei Shen's disheveled appearance with his face wrapped in gauze last time, Yang Weiwen felt worried.

"I'll have to go and check on them later."

He Xuran was about to suggest going with him.

Yang Weiwen looked out the window and examined it for a long time, then said with some surprise, "That looks like Madam Wei."

He Xuran suddenly looked over.

The street was bustling with people, and he spotted Yu Tingwan at a glance.

The girl was wearing a cotton-padded coat and had no jewelry; she looked very plain.

Looking to the side, she saw the girl who was with her. She wore a jade pendant and a gold hairpin.

He Xuran felt a tightness in his chest.

He thought that Yu Tingwan must be living a very frugal life.

Yang Weiwen: "It's quite a coincidence. I'll go down and ask..."

Before he could finish speaking, the person beside him moved.

downstairs.

Yu Tingwan didn't go back to the Zhao family; she went straight to the market.

Liu Yan accompanied her, saying, "There's a shop selling hairpins up ahead, let's go take a look."

Yu Tingwan: "No need."

There's no room left in the house.

Liu Yan: "Then buy a bracelet. With your fair skin, it will definitely look good on you."

Yu Tingwan thought for a moment and said, "I have a box."

I haven't flipped through it much.

Liu Yan: ...

"If you don't have money, don't force yourself, I can give you some..."

At this moment, the crowd became agitated.

"My lord, hey, that's Lord He."

The crowd spontaneously made way for He Xuran.

Yu Tingwan looked up and saw him walking quickly toward her with a complicated expression in his eyes.