The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 261 He actually quite...likes reading
Yu Tingwan shamefully fell in love.

The Zhu family's house was some distance away, and the streets were crowded. Wei Zhao rode slowly, taking her there, which took half an hour.

As expected of one of the most prominent families in Wuyang City, they made their fortune through the tea business.

The mansion was magnificent, with two imposing stone lions standing at the entrance. The vermilion gate towered high and solemn.

Sitting on horseback, Yu Tingwan glanced at the guards at the entrance of the Zhu family's residence.

"We... can't get in, can we?"

We can't just force our way in.

This is too arrogant.

Wei Zhao remained silent, slowly pulling on the reins.

The horse passed by the Zhu family's house and then clattered into a secluded alley.

The road in front of this alley is blocked off, so no one usually walks through it.

Finally, Wei Zhao stopped.

Yu Tingwan looked at the high wall of the Zhu family on the right, and her gaze gradually fell down to the dog hole.

She frowned.

"I won't crawl through."

Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback: "What?"

In Yu Tingwan's view, it meant something else entirely.

Since we're going to be robbing and looting anyway, there's no time for formalities; making some sacrifices is really nothing. The Zhu family must have a lot of treasures hidden away; she shouldn't be so picky.

Yu Tingwan took a deep breath: "Alright."

"If we go together, no one will laugh at anyone else."

Wei Zhao: "Oh."

He realized what was happening and raised an eyebrow.

"Looking down on me?"

Yu Tingwan thought about it and realized it made sense. The dog hole was nothing to her, but Wei Zhao was tall and strong, so she was afraid...

It got stuck halfway through, which isn't suitable.

Yu Tingwan: "Then let's dig some soil?"

Wei Zhao lowered his head slightly and rested his head on her shoulder: "Yu Tingwan."

Yu Tingwan's ears went weak: "Wha...what's wrong?"

"We're pretty familiar with each other, aren't we?"

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Her delicate face instantly tightened.

"You've already resorted to violence against me. If we're not close, how can we be considered close?"

Wei Zhao was silent for a moment: "Use force?"

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips and said in a very soft voice, "I cried so hard that my voice cracked that time."

She's not only shameless to say such things, but she also looks completely sincere.

That's not wrong.

He also left many marks on her body.

Whether he was too caught up in the moment and didn't know his own strength, or the girl's skin was too delicate and a little pressure was enough to leave a red mark, it's hard to tell.

She is also fair-skinned.

It's blindingly white...

Wei Zhao closed his eyes, trying to stop himself from thinking about it.

But it's also his fault.

He had never shown his abilities to Yu Tingwan.

Even though Yu Tingwan later learned that he was Wei Zhao, the commander of the Wei family army, the impression of him as a delicate and frail member of the Wei family had already formed in her mind.

He grabbed the girl's waist.

A gasp of surprise came from Yu Tingwan.

Wei Zhao directly helped the person up from the horse.

It doesn't sway at all.

Yu Tingwan's face showed shock, but what shocked her even more was what followed.

Wei Zhao lightly touched the horse's back with his toes, and in the next instant, he had her in his arms as they flew over the wall.

Yu Tingwan clung tightly to Wei Zhao's waist in a nervous embrace, yet curiously looked around until they landed.

She finally understood the significance of Wei Zhao's earlier words.

In Xilin Village, when she was picking persimmons in the yard, she boasted to Wei Zhao, who could only walk a few steps before becoming unsteady, that she could climb trees.

She asked Wei Zhao if he knew how.

Wei Zhao said no.

He also said that he usually flies up there.

It turns out to be true!
Yu Tingwan's eyes lit up with joy as she looked at Wei Zhao and then at the wall behind her.

She said from the bottom of her heart, "My husband is so capable."

Wei Zhao was used to flattery.

In his childhood, the rare praise from the strict Duke of Shun would make young Wei Zhao feel smug. But as he grew older, he stopped caring.

Those flowery praises went in one ear and out the other for Wei Zhao.

Yu Tingwan's simple six words softened his features.

Wei Zhao bent down, mimicking her usual infuriating tone, and uttered a soft, low voice, "You're only just realizing that?"

The Zhu family's inner residence was very large.

The girl was a little flustered at first.

But Wei Zhao had no qualms and strolled along with her.

"Slow down, this is someone else's residence after all."

Wei Zhao said calmly, "It won't be like that for long."

Wei Zhao: "Yours."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Although very thuggish.

But it sounds beautiful.

But she had never done such a thing, and she couldn't be as at ease as Wei Zhao.

She tugged at Wei Zhao's sleeve, but despite walking through the vast mansion, they didn't encounter a single servant.

Perhaps he knew what she was thinking.

Wei Zhao said calmly, "Most of the servants who served the Zhu family went to the temple of the goddess, and not many remained in the mansion."

Yu Tingwan looked around cautiously and carefully: "But there will still be some."

Wei Zhao fell silent.

Even if it exists, so what?

However, it's indeed best not to alert the enemy.

After all, the Wei family army would have to come and transport the valuable items away one by one.

He has excellent hearing; he can detect even the slightest breeze or movement. If there are people nearby, he has enough time to help Yu Tingwan hide.

However, he didn't say anything.

Wei Zhao glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The girl's furtive manner was quite vivid and interesting.

He actually...likes watching it.

If I say it, I'll definitely get beaten up again.

"The mansion is so big, I wonder where Master Zhu hides his gold and silver treasury. Do you know the way, my husband?"

"I don't know."

Yu Tingwan paused slightly, and then everything went black.

"Have we been wandering around aimlessly the whole time?"

Even if you walked from day to night, you probably wouldn't be able to see the whole Zhu family.

"No."

Wei Zhao: "Officials and merchants in the Jin Dynasty pay attention to feng shui. Even if the layout of their mansions differs, they all follow the same principle."

"I have never seen the Zhu family's route map, but I have read a few books on feng shui."

Yu Tingwan was puzzled.

"Why do you read books like this?"

good question.

Wei Zhao said casually, "Well, here it comes in handy."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Reading more books can indeed bring unexpected wealth.

Wei Zhao: "Even if you don't know the secrets of feng shui, with more experience, I can still lead you to the private vault."

"but……"

Wei Zhao: "It's time for lunch."

It took a lot of time to get here, and I have important business to attend to later, so I really can't go hungry.

Yu Tingwan: "Then..."

Wei Zhao replied, "Let's have dinner at the Zhu family's house first."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Good heavens, they're taking both food and loot.

but.

The girl's eyes crinkled as she nodded emphatically at him: "Mmm."

"On the way here, I heard someone mention that Old Madam Zhu is picky about food, and her cook is from the most popular restaurant in Wuyang City."

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The cook in the kitchen was preparing the dishes at a leisurely pace.

This small kitchen was exclusively for her use, used only to prepare meals for the masters; it was not her responsibility to serve the servants.

Today, only the elderly lady with mobility issues is present in the manor. We must consider the preferences and tastes of all the masters, especially the eldest son.

Today is easy; I only have to be an old lady.

There was fish soup simmering in the pot, milky white in color.

The cook was leisurely chopping vegetables when she heard footsteps.

Before she could turn around to look, she saw the old woman's maid from the old lady's courtyard strut in arrogantly.

She quickly put down what she was doing and hurried forward to greet him.

"Where did this wind come from, old lady? The food isn't ready yet. Is there anything you need, madam?"