The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 254 It’s dawn

“I asked my stepmother and her parents-in-law, and they said the two went out to seek medical treatment. They didn’t reveal anything else. The Wei couple are ordinary people, and they are afraid of officials. I was afraid of scaring them.”

They don't want to disclose it, but He Xuran can check.

But just like the fire at the Yu family's house, nothing was found.

He Xuran was worried.

Is it that same group of forces that is obstructing his investigation and deliberately burying the truth?
Is Yu Tingwan in danger?

Perhaps sensing his concerns, Gu Fuju concealed the coldness in his eyes.

"will not."

He was too certain.

Although He Xuran was taken aback, he trusted Gu Fuju and therefore did not question him.

I felt a little relieved.

The thick stack of papers on the table had been read countless times by him, recording Yu Tingwan's life experiences.

Finally, He Xuran handed it over to Gu Fuju.

The girl was well taken care of at the Yu family's house. But after she went to Xilin Village...

The countless grievances and forbearances that He Xuran witnessed were like having his heart ripped out.

This is a girl who should be cherished and pampered by the Gu family.

He Xuran: "Does my elder sister know about my stepmother...?"

"I don't know yet."

Gu Fuju turned the pages one by one with a somber expression.

The more he looked, the uglier his expression became.

Finally, a pause.

It was a portrait.

It was painted by He Xuran.

It was when he first saw Yu Tingwan at the execution ground that he became restless and started writing.

His painting skills were already superb.

Just like a real person.

After finishing the drawing, I felt ridiculous and wanted to burn it.

It is ungentlemanly to keep a woman's portrait simply because she looks like her.

But for some reason, he stayed.

With just a few strokes of the pen, the girl stands tall and graceful, her body soft and supple, yet her back is straight and her eyes are resolute.

Gu Fuju stared at it for a long time.

It's as if you can see the real person through the portrait.

It looks just like Jiashan when it was young.

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Wuyang City.

The sky was overcast when firecrackers were set off in front of the Zhu family's house.

The gongs and drums are noisy.

A large crowd had already gathered.

The lion dance begins early in the morning at the Zhu family's house, proceeding along the street lined with stalls, stopping and resting along the way, until it reaches the Niangniang Temple.

The Zhu family servants didn't sleep; they were extremely busy.

The people's tone was amazed.

"Oh, these lanterns are beautiful. We need to hang one every few feet. If we hang them in our temple of the Goddess of Fertility, I don't know how many we'll need. It must cost a lot of money."

The servants of the Zhu family all stood up straight.

"This amount of money is nothing to the Zhu family."

"Our young master has had a smooth and successful life all these years, all thanks to the protection of the gods. He will be getting married soon, and the whole family is overjoyed. The master is so happy that he said this morning that everyone should come to the manor to receive wedding cakes and share in the joy."

"It's nature, it's nature."

"Now that Young Master Zhu is married, and he has a few more big, healthy sons to bring prosperity to the family, Master Zhu's good fortune is yet to come."

Unlike the hustle and bustle outside.

In an inconspicuous little courtyard, the candles were already mostly burned.

Yu Tingwan's watery eyes were full of spring, and she was breathing heavily. She had just caught her breath when her lips were entwined with hers again.

That's going a bit too far.

He didn't mind the dirt.

Yu Tingwan disliked herself.

Wei Zhao didn't even rinse his mouth.

"Look outside," Wei Zhao suddenly said.

Yu Tingwan was bewildered, her tear mole at the corner of her eye looking quite charming. She stretched out her delicate arm and lifted the curtain.

He asked, "What did you see?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

He asked, "Why don't you say?"

Yu Tingwan glanced at Wei Zhao, knowing exactly what he was thinking, and said in a soft, lingering voice, "I don't want to anymore."

Yu Tingwan: "I'm going to sleep."

She patiently negotiated with him: "Is it okay?"

But would Wei Zhao let her go?
The man patiently asked again, "What did you see?"

"I...I see..."

Yu Tingwan: "...It's dawn."

……

But soon...

Wei Zhao's face was ashen.

Yu Tingwan asked in surprise, "That's it?"

She couldn't very well say that Wei Zhao was all show and no substance, all looks and no substance.

It hasn't been that long.

Just... just...

Sin ah.

However, such things can hurt one's self-esteem to some extent, especially for a proud son like Wei Zhao.

Yu Tingwan disregarded the pain and tenderly comforted her, "I don't mind."

Wei Zhao couldn't accept it.

"I won't tell anyone."

Wei Zhao didn't want to speak.

"Don't be upset. No man is perfect. You're good at studying, you're skilled in martial arts, you're capable, and you're calm... There's always something lacking. How can you have all the advantages?"

Not a single word was worth listening to from Wei Zhao.

"That's fine too, it won't take any time."

It would be even better if it were smaller!

Who else is as virtuous as Yu Tingwan!
Try to find excuses for him.

"Don't worry about such external things. Maybe...maybe you weren't like this before. You used to be very capable. It's just that you got injured later, which affected your body."

Wei Zhao watched her chatter indifferently.

Yu Tingwan patted his shoulder: "If you're concerned, let Doctor Ge take a look later. We can treat it if necessary. Don't be afraid to seek medical help."

She said everything she could.

Yu Tingwan felt that she hadn't missed anything.

She was about to get up to drink some water when he grabbed her and pulled her back.

The sun was shining brightly outside.

The candles inside had burned out, leaving nothing behind.

The sounds of children playing outside, wandering through the streets and alleys, spread out, signaling the start of the lively temple fair.

The rhythmic sounds of gongs and drums filled the air, accompanied by continuous laughter and cheerful chatter.

The scene inside and outside the courtyard is quite different.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Yu Tingwan could hardly imagine how absurd it was to suspect that Wei Zhao had fallen off the mountain and was smashed to pieces.

The excitement of that day belonged to the people of Wuyang City, not to her.

She indeed couldn't go to the temple fair.

Because the girl had never even gotten off the bed.

I've never been this tired from work.

The room was brightly lit.

Crabapple blossoms are inherently delicate and cannot withstand damage. Forced to ripen, they bloom even more beautifully.

The girl's hands gripped the curtains weakly, leaving several streaks of sweat on them.

Strong arms.

It belongs to men.

They pushed her back down.