The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 281 This is the wife my son married, Madam Yu
The rules of the Da Jin Mansion are strict, and the main gate of the Shun Guo Duke's Mansion is not open all day. It is only opened to welcome distinguished guests or on special and important occasions, and the number of times it is opened each year can be counted on one hand.

The last time it was opened, it was to welcome Wei Zhao's coffin.

Today, Marquis Ning and his wife came through a side gate.

Before Wei Zhao entered the palace, he handed the mentally unstable woman he had brought back to the steward through a side gate.

Although it was a side gate, Yu Tingwan saw that it had red walls and yellow tiles, with flying eaves and arched brackets. The lintel was also carved with pine trees and cranes symbolizing longevity.

She found it all exceptionally grand and impressive.

This time, the carriage bypassed the side gate and headed towards the main gate.

The white silk banners at the Wei family's residence have been removed, and the funeral lanterns have been replaced with red lanterns.

The bright red lacquered gate stands on the southeast side of the Duke of Shun's mansion, symbolizing the arrival of auspicious purple energy from the east. It is tall and majestic, with drum-shaped stone lions crouching at the entrance, baring their teeth and claws.

The bronze door knockers are decorated with animal head patterns, and the brackets and rafters are layered and overlapping.

The eaves are upturned high, like an eagle spreading its wings.

The screen wall, the plinth, the hanging beasts... all demonstrate exquisite craftsmanship and reflect the profound heritage and enduring prestige of the Wei family passed down through generations.

A black nanmu wood plaque hangs above the door, bearing the four characters "Shunguo Gongfu" (Duke of Shunguo's Residence).

It's been quite a few years; the sunlight casts dappled shadows.

The character "可" is vigorous and powerful, with strokes as strong as iron and as sharp as silver.

The door was wide open, welcoming those who had been waiting for a long time.

Passersby were puzzled.

Is the Wei family celebrating a happy occasion?

"Look, the Lady of the Duke of Shun's Mansion has been sitting at the door for an hour."

"The people from the Marquis of Ningguo's residence have also arrived, all gathered at the entrance. Who are they waiting for, with such a grand display?"

As they were talking, a low-key carriage slowly approached from a distance.

Inside the carriage, Wei Zhao's eyes were dark and his emotions were hard to discern.

Ning Suchan had been eagerly anticipating this for a long time.

When the carriage came into view, she stared at it intently. Once she recognized Shunzi as the driver, she abruptly stood up.

My anxious and restless heart felt as if it had been soothed.

At this moment, a group of servants poured out of the mansion, each carrying a long string of firecrackers with a cheerful expression.

The red carpet was laid out all the way from the courtyard with a constant crackling sound.

"coming!"

Madam Ning was moved to tears.

Ignoring everything else, she hurried down the steps, supported by the Marquis of Ningguo and his wife on either side.

Before the people in the carriage appeared, she called out softly, as if afraid of disturbing those inside.

"Return to your place."

The curtain was lifted slightly, and Wei Jiazi, whom they had been longing to see, stepped out.

She's lost weight and looks weak.

She looked so thin.

Madam Ning felt relieved.

She burst into tears, and the Lady of Ningguo Marquis beside her also had tears glistening in her eyes.

Of all her children and grandchildren, Guizhi was the one she loved the most. Not because he was successful, but because the burden on this child was too heavy.

I've carried too much burden since I was a child.

Wei Zhao's aura is different from before.

It wasn't about teaching Ning Yunling a lesson for her coldness, but rather about the impeccable manners and solemnity that Yu Tingwan had never seen before.

He possessed a calm demeanor and a serene countenance, exuding both the noble bearing of a scion of a prominent family and the resolute and sharp edge of a military general.

Even so, Wei Zhao did not forget that he was ill.

He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, covered his lips, and coughed softly. When he coughed, his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to be unsteady on his feet, which did not seem like he was faking it.

"What's going on here?"

"Is your health important?"

Madam Ning stepped forward and grabbed him, scrutinizing him closely.

Wei Zhao called out, "Grandmother."

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a cacophony of noise.

“General Wei…” “Look, that really is General Wei. I told you he was incredibly lucky! Heaven isn’t blind to take him away.”

"No, I have to go back and tell my father-in-law. He admires military generals and the Wei family the most. He has been depressed ever since he learned of the general's tragic death."

Amidst these cries, Old Madam Ning wiped away her tears.

"You've suffered, you've suffered so much, child."

"Quick, go and show this to your mother. She's been thinking of you day and night these past few days."

Ning Suchan stood still, her gaze never leaving Wei Zhao.

She watched as Wei Zhao was surrounded by people.

Step by step, I walked toward her.

Finally, I stood still in front of her.

They are alive, no longer cold and lifeless coffins.

Ning Suchan, however, could never get enough of looking at him.

Wei Zhao remained calm and respectful as ever. He bowed to her with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Mother."

Seeing this, Old Madam Ning shook her head inwardly. The relationship between mother and son was far too distant.

Previously, Wang Jiazi had escaped death and returned home, but he hugged his mother and wept bitterly.

But the next moment, she saw Wei Zhao wave in one direction after finishing his bow.

Everyone saw it.

My gaze followed it.

That's the direction the carriage is heading.

No, to be precise, she was a woman who was several steps behind Wei Zhao, and who was now walking slowly up the steps with her eyes half-lowered.

The woman had dark, bright eyes, eyebrows like a crescent moon, and cherry-red lips.

Everyone's attention was focused on Wei Zhao, and they almost forgot that he had brought back a girl.

After becoming the center of attention, Yu Tingwan showed no signs of panic.

The scene was grand, and she had never seen anything like it before, but the girl didn't show any fear.

She didn't walk with the delicate, graceful steps of a noblewoman from the capital; instead, she moved with a light, quick gait, her skirt swaying gracefully with each step.

The girl had barely reached Wei Zhao's side when he grabbed her hand.

This action elicited gasps of surprise from those around.

Wei Zhao, however, was completely unaware: "This is the wife my son married outside the home, Lady Yu."

“Only with her care when his life was in danger was he able to return safely.”

He turned his head to look at the girl.

"Call someone."

Yu Tingwan smiled at Ning Suchan: "Mother-in-law."

Ning Suchan's breath hitched slightly; even the wind tasted bitter.

She did not nod in response.

He simply stared intently at Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao's expression remained unchanged, seemingly respectful, but how much respect was there really?
Since ancient times, marriages have always been arranged by parents and matchmakers.

The bride needs the elders' approval to be included in the family genealogy. According to custom, she must first be questioned in detail.

She knew nothing about her background, age, name, or birth date.

Before even entering the house, Wei Zhao addressed the woman as his wife in front of so many people. This clearly indicated his intention to solidify her status as the young mistress of the Wei family in public.

Her son was the most intelligent of all, yet he was used on her.

No wonder they took the person with them before entering the palace.

Is it because they're afraid she'll make things difficult for this Yu family?
Is she, as his mother, so feared by him?
Seeing that things were not going well, Marquis Ningguo stepped in to smooth things over.

"Good lad, your mother was having a headache over your marriage. Now you've brought a wife home yourself. Your father will be overjoyed if he knew."

Lady Ningguo smiled and agreed, "Guiyi has always been a worry-free person."

In aristocratic families, marriage is all about social standing. But since he had saved Wei Zhao and Wei Zhao's attitude was already clear, that's a different story.

“This bride was chosen by Gui Zhi himself. He has always had high standards, so he can’t have made a mistake.”

"You must be tired from your journey. Don't just stand at the door. This isn't the place to talk. Come on in."

She then said to Ning Suchan, "I'm delighted to see such a beautiful woman. You, as her mother-in-law, should be secretly happy."