The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 223 My wife is strict
what?
Chi Yu suddenly looked up, staring at Wei Zhao in disbelief.

But the latter seemed completely unsurprised, picking up his tea and slowly sipping it.

Zheng Xu's collar was already stained red with blood. He dared not pull out the dagger and could only carefully cover the wound, but blood still seeped out from between his fingers and dripped down. He lay prostrate on the ground.

"In my younger days, I was also indebted to the Duke of Shun. I was a scoundrel, a worthless person. I didn't want to, but His Majesty is not allowing the Duke of Shun to live."

“Whenever the Duke of Shunguo enters the palace to play chess with the Emperor, it is fine for him to drink tea alone, but incense and tea can clash.”

It is a slow-acting poison.

"Over time, the Duke of Shun's health deteriorated."

His Majesty, showing compassion, sent people from the Imperial Medical Academy. Among them was him, who brought incense.

The Duke of Shunguo's condition did not improve for a long time. All his symptoms seemed like a simple cold. He was getting thinner and thinner, and he also started vomiting blood.

"I hesitated."

"The incense burning was stopped for a few days."

Zheng Xu shuddered as he said this.

No one noticed anything was amiss.

He said, "Except for the Duke of Shun."

"The Duke of Shun dismissed everyone. He was already unable to get out of bed at that time, but he called me to his side."

Wei Fengxing's eyes were now clouded, and he was no longer the elegant and refined man he had been before, but his rationality was terrifyingly clear.

He seemed to have tacitly approved of all of this from beginning to end.

His voice was weak and feeble, but to Zheng Xu it was like a thunderclap.

He said.

"Physician Zheng, things have come to this point; there's no turning back. Don't be so soft-hearted."

Zheng Xu: "General, the Duke of Shunguo knows about this."

"You can't blame me."

"It was the Duke of Shun himself..."

Before he could finish speaking, he received a resounding slap across the face.

Chi Yu's face darkened.

"nonsense!"

He believed that emperors were wicked.

How could someone as intelligent as the Duke of Keshun abandon his wife and children?
"General, please don't listen to his side of the story. There must be more to it than meets the eye."

Wei Zhao slowly stood up.

"If we had sought out Elder Ge back then, there was a 50% chance that the poison could have been cured."

“He’s my father, you can’t.”

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As darkness fell.

The house is brightly lit.

Yu Tingwan lay on the rocking chair, her toes touching the ground, and the rocking chair swayed back and forth.

Wei Zhao returned at this time.

Pushing open the door, she saw a figure in a rocking chair by the window, covered in gold ingots that almost drowned her.

Yu Tingwan's hands were very nimble; she took out the gold and silver paper and folded it.

Soon, the round gold ingots appeared.

After folding it, she loosened her grip, and the gold ingot fell to the ground. The girl then pulled out a new sheet of gold and silver paper.

It was just an ordinary scene, yet it was exceptionally vivid and lively. Wei Zhao's fierce aura subsided, and his eyes were no longer so dark and intense.

Hearing the door open, Yu Tingwan didn't even look up, focusing on what she was doing.

"Have you had dinner? I've kept it warm for you in the kitchen."

Wei Zhao: "I ate it."

"It's market day today, and several incense and candle shops are closed and not doing business. I went to join the fun."

Yu Tingwan did not hide anything: "In the end, it was Imperial Censor He who helped me buy it."

To truly experience local customs and culture, one needs a guide. If he wanted, he could have a map of Ze County in the blink of an eye.

Wei Zhao knew.

As Yu Tingwan left, Shunzi secretly escorted her back to report that she had encountered He Xuran. What do you mean by "encountered"? It was clearly He Xuran trying to get close to his niece.

Shunzi dared not get too close, fearing he would be exposed. After all, the swordsman beside He Xuran was more skilled than him.

Yu Tingwan hesitated for a moment before speaking: "The black-clad attendant beside him is..."

"A trusted confidant sent by Grand Tutor Gu to protect He Xuran's safety."

Yu Tingwan said calmly, "No wonder."

No wonder he kept staring at her.

He walked over and asked, "How long has it been broken?"

Yu Tingwan: "I haven't had a moment's rest since I got back."

While she was talking, she folded two more.

“My grandparents passed away early. Every year before their death anniversary, my mother would take my father and me to fold these things.”

The girl was fair-skinned, and after a bath, she looked even more delicate, like a crabapple waiting to ripen.

"I thought it was too much trouble, so I suggested that since they were readily available outside, I might as well spend some money to buy them ready-made."

As Wei Zhao listened to her, he bent down to pick up the gold ingots that had fallen to the ground.

“Mother said no, it’s more heartfelt to fold them myself.” Wei Zhao picked up the ones on the ground and then went to pick up the ones on the rocking chair.

After picking up everything from the rocking chair, he picked up what was on Yu Tingwan's body.

On the girl's knee.

Lower abdomen.

There are also bulging sacs on his chest.

Wei Zhao was able to concentrate at first, but his movements slowed down towards the end.

I'm afraid of bumping into it unintentionally.

But men's inherent weakness is that they want to encounter it.

He knew the girl had a good figure.

Just a few days ago, I was complaining that my clothes were too small and tight, and I was thinking about how to make them bigger.

Yu Tingwan must have seen others make the changes.

The eyes learned, but the hands didn't. Holding the needle and thread, several needle pricks appeared on the fingertips.

In the end, he was the one who helped.

Wei Zhao didn't know why he would agree to do such a thing.

Perhaps it was something she said.

—I've worn such intimate items before, so it's not appropriate to ask my mother for them.

The garment was very thin, yet it was very hot to the touch.

Yu Tingwan couldn't do it herself, but she could provide guidance. Wei Zhao had experience with needlework, yet she didn't make any mistakes.

Yu Tingwan was extremely satisfied with the finished product.

She gestured to show it, and it should fit perfectly. Without her saying anything more, Wei Zhao listlessly took out a second undergarment and began altering it for her.

The girl was watching from the side, and the words "it's free" kept coming out of her mouth.

"My husband is so amazing."

"I don't know how to do it, but you can do it just by listening to it, which shows that you have talent."

Wei Zhao didn't really want to have this talent.

"My clothes are tight too. Wait a minute, I'll take them off and get them altered as well."

"You're not girly at all doing this kind of thing."

Few of the things he said were things Wei Zhao wanted to hear.

She even asked questions from the side.

"Husband, do you know how to sew menstrual belts? Make me a few later."

She was not polite at all.

"Then every time I get my period, I'll think of you."

Thinking about it once a month?
That frequency is very low.

I don't know which one she's wearing right now.

However, the styles and colors of those little clothes are all quite similar.

She has fair skin, so she would look best in bright red.

Unfortunately, it wasn't inside.

Wei Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed as he picked up the gold ingot that had fallen onto the girl's chest.

"How did it happen?"

Yu Tingwan said innocently, "I originally planned to put them in the basket, but it takes too long to put them in one by one."

It's better to be casual and prepare to tidy up later after I've rested.

After she finished speaking, she finally looked up.

His subordinates stopped what they were doing.

Why did you change your clothes?

What else could be the reason?

There was blood splattered on it.

Before Wei Zhao returned, he was afraid he might smell of blood...

Wei Zhao: "I came back after taking a bath."

If it were anyone else, they would have already questioned whether the man was cheating on her.

Ke Yu was very relieved.

But she had heard from the new brides in the village that couples should seek out some excitement from time to time.

This is not difficult.

Yu Tingwan sat up a little straighter.

"You cheated on me?"

Wei Zhao:......

"Steal you?"

Yu Tingwan: ?

Wei Zhao: "That works too."

He gave a half-smile: "But keep your voice down, don't let my wife hear you, she's very strict."

Wei Zhao said softly, "It took me a lot of effort to get out."