The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 253 I'm Quite Patient

The candlelight flickered, making a soft crackling sound. The light, softened by the surrounding red glow, was diffused.

The man's gaze was intense, so hot that Yu Tingwan's breath hitched, and she didn't know what to do with her fingertips that were gripping the blankets.

She bit her lip and turned her head slightly, her peripheral vision falling on the coffee table outside the bedside. There sat a lush evergreen plant, with peanuts dyed red and green hanging from its green leaves.

At this critical juncture, Yu Tingwan was somewhat lost in thought.

When she married into the Wei family, Wei Zhao was in poor health and her family was poor, so the wedding banquet was kept simple. Only one table was set up, but her parents-in-law prepared everything they could.

Among them is the evergreen plant.

Evergreen plants symbolize longevity, while peanuts represent many children and good fortune.

But Wei Zhao was so infuriating; taking advantage of everyone's inattention, he plucked one peanut after another.

Eat up!
waste!

At that time, Yu Tingwan never imagined that one day Wei Zhao would prepare these things and hang them up one by one.

He always acts with thoroughness.

Perhaps from the moment he took her away from Ze County, Wei Zhao had the idea of ​​bringing her to Wuyang City.

The red silk and wedding candles in this room were all bought long ago, waiting for him to decorate them personally.

And then we happened to be there during the temple fair in Wuyang City.

There are no such things as coincidences.

However, someone is slowly plotting against it.

"Were you working on these things just now?"

Her voice was very soft, and only the two of them could hear it.

Wei Zhao's breath mingled with hers: "Mmm."

Yu Tingwan: "Actually... I can help too."

After all, it involves two people.

It would be a lie to say that it didn't affect me.

Actually, she wouldn't have cared if Wei Zhao hadn't prepared these things. After spending so much time together, Yu Tingwan already felt like they were an old married couple.

But he was afraid of hurting her feelings, which ultimately meant he cared about her.

Despite Yu Tingwan's usual boldness, she panics when things get serious.

My heart was pounding fiercely.

She is not a heartless person.

Wei Zhao had always noticed how good she was to him.

But she was just too insecure. She was always worried about the future, that things could change, so she pretended to be naive.

Wei Zhao is so good, she wants to give it a try too.

It's not about being confused or muddled, but about being a long-term couple with him.

The girl tentatively placed her hand on his shoulder, her ear tips turning slightly red under Wei Zhao's deep eyes, and then she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It gives me the illusion of being remarried."

"But they are all the same person."

Yu Tingwan: "Thinking about it is quite exciting."

Wei Zhao's lips descended, kissing the girl's eyes.

The first time he saw Yu Tingwan, he felt that her eyes were exceptionally vivid.

Wei Zhao: "Are you scared?"

His voice was gentle as he loosened the ties of her inner garment at the waist: "It will hurt a little the first time."

Wei Zhao had never experienced matters between men and women, but he had heard a lot of risqué talk on the battlefield, so he had some understanding of it.

When Yu Tingwan was a child, if she got even a little bit of a red mark on her body, she would cry her heart out because she was delicate and afraid of pain.

But later.

To avoid being kicked out, the little girl, who was barely taller than the stove, would stand on a wooden stool to chop vegetables, cutting her hands in the process. She would also carry pig feed that was heavier than herself, drawing blood from her shoulders – this became a daily occurrence.

"Just hurry up, I can be pretty patient."

Can……

She heard herself stammer, "It's...it's not dark yet."

Wei Zhao, seemingly unconcerned, removed her inner garment.

Her rounded shoulders and pale yellow undershirt were exposed.

The red silk curtains were drawn, separating the space around the bed. Light streamed in, illuminating the snow-white skin of the girl on the embroidered red quilt, a radiant expanse of pale white. Her dark hair, like silk, cascaded down, making her dazzlingly beautiful.

As he moved, Yu Tingwan blushed all over, lying beneath him, letting him do as he pleased, raising her hand whenever he asked, as if in a dream or a trance.

Since their marriage, she has altered her undergarments countless times. She has a beautiful figure, with all the right curves. Especially supple, so soft that it's difficult to hold in one hand.

"stop looking."

Yu Tingwan's prominent raven feathers were densely spread across her eyes, which she initially handled with great confidence. But as time went on, she became somewhat embarrassed.

"You can't keep doing this just because you don't have it..."

The words that followed stuck in his throat, turning into a low gasp.

The heat rose from his palm, climbing upwards to its highest point. To her astonishment, he began to knead her skin with just the right amount of pressure.

Yu Tingwan's eyes trembled, and she breathed softly.

Wei Zhao replied calmly, "Indeed, it's still early."

"Let me serve you first."

Yu Tingwan's breathing became rapid and her chest heaved.

While he was still in a daze, Wei Zhao faced a spot, his body facing downwards.

She jolted violently. Her neck was pulled upwards.

"Do not……"

The tattered sail swayed with the surging waves. When the waves crashed to their highest point, she felt a deafening roar in her ears, gasping for air, yet the man's burning body temperature continued to relentlessly assault her.

But after uttering just one word, she couldn't withstand the shock and began to tremble.

An unfamiliar surge of emotion seemed capable of overwhelming reason.

She tried to push him, but her hands were too weak.

The flickering candlelight was dampened, and in the midst of a blank mind, I heard someone chuckle softly.

surprise.

"We're here now?"

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That night.

A horse-drawn carriage came to a steady stop at the Zexian post station.

Before the driver could even lift the curtain, the people sitting in the carriage rushed out anxiously.

He was wearing a black cloak and walking hurriedly.

Just as the guards outside the post station were about to reprimand and stop the man, Uncle Yan, who usually followed He Xuran, strode out and respectfully bowed to him.

Seeing this, the guards dared not say anything more.

Gu Fuju's expression was solemn as he went inside.

Uncle Yan led him to the second floor.

He whispered, "Master."

"When I saw that girl, I immediately felt she was approachable. She was just like my wife when she was young."

Gu Fuju's throat was dry.

He Xuran estimated that Gu Fuju would arrive in the next few days, but the exact time was unknown.

However, he had informants throughout Ze County, and he received the news as soon as Gu Fu entered the city gate.

He came down at this time. He was walking very fast and in a hurry, and he ran into Gu Fuju at the corner.

He was about to call for help, but Gu Fuju grabbed his arm tightly.

In He Xuran's memory, Gu Fuju came from a poor family, but he established himself in the court at a young age through his own abilities. He could remain calm and composed even in front of the emperor and rarely lost his composure.

But now his voice was hoarse: "Where is he?"

“Xu Ran”.

"What about her?"

He Xuran was speechless.

He was afraid that Yu Tingwan would object, so he never dared to send anyone to openly keep watch at the Wei family's door.

But! His informants are everywhere in Ze County.

He didn't even know that a perfectly healthy person had passed away!
This wasn't the place to talk, so He Xuran led Gu Fuju into his usual room.

As soon as he entered, he looked troubled.

"She...she left with her husband a few days ago."

"I only found out three days after he left."

If Yang Weiwen hadn't visited the Wei family again only to find them empty-handed, and then casually mentioned it to him upon his return, he wouldn't have known!

Something is obviously wrong.

Little did he know that no matter how many informants he had, Keze County had long since become Wei's territory.