The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 312 How could I bear to refuse you?
But that scoundrel is so clueless.

This made her a laughing stock in the capital!
The Ninth Princess said in a condescending manner, "Lord He is wrong. There are plenty of capable people in our Great Jin. One more or one less will not make a difference."

He Xuran: ...

how?

For students from humble backgrounds, climbing the social ladder is extremely difficult without support. How many Gu Fuju-like figures could possibly emerge from among them?

How many capable sons of officials are not feared by the royal family? On the contrary, those without ability thrive in the court by being adept at social maneuvering.

The Ninth Princess is still alive as the Crown Prince, so everyone has to give her face.

"Lord He, are you perhaps trying to oppose me, this princess?"

He Xuran: "Yang Weiwen made contributions in the case of embezzlement during the famine in Ze County. I arranged for him to handle some matters, and the Emperor agreed."

The Ninth Princess paused slightly.

The case has been solved.

The officials involved all received their just deserts.

The biggest ringleader among them was the fifth prince's maternal uncle, who also hanged himself.

The Crown Prince's palace profited from this matter.

"The empress's harem must not interfere in politics. The princess's words and actions have exceeded the bounds of propriety."

The incorruptible Imperial Censor He bowed to her and said, "When I return to the capital, I will impeach you. I hope you will remain humble and not act rashly."

Ninth Princess:? ? ?

The news quickly reached Yu Tingwan's ears.

The wheels rolled on, heading towards Shangjing.

The sky was dark, and I wondered how late I would get home.

Yu Tingwan was also a little tired, and ate some snacks in the carriage.

"Princess Ginseng?"

Yu Tingwan was astonished: "He really has ginseng?"

Wei Zhao lifted his eyelids: "Why not?"

"When he gets ruthless, he even succumbs to his own ruthlessness."

Yes, it happened.

It was precisely for this reason that Emperor Yingqian felt more and more that He Xuran was perfectly suited for the position.

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

When the carriage stopped at the Duke of Shun's residence, the sky was as black as ink, with only the Milky Way scattered across the sky and countless stars making the moonlight appear even brighter.

"Has he questioned her husband?"

“Not before.”

Wei Zhao looked at Yu Tingwan and said, "It's hard to say what will happen in the future."

Yu Tingwan: ...

I understand now, she's the culprit.

Under the bright moonlight, I could faintly hear the chirping of insects outside.

The curfew is lifted tonight, and the city gates are wide open. Horse-drawn carriages from various prefectures are permitted to travel.

After returning to the capital, the Grand Tutor's carriage followed the Shun Guogong's carriage at a distance.

Jiashan lifted the curtain. The lanterns hanging in front of the Duke of Shun's mansion could illuminate the road, but it was too far away and the light was not particularly bright, so she could not see the girl's eyebrows and eyes clearly.

He could only watch as she took the oil lamp from the maid, swayed as she climbed the steps, and turned her head to listen to Ning Suchan speak.

"You two have had a long day, you should go home and rest early."

Yu Tingwan obediently replied, "Mmm."

Ning Suqian was worried: "The journey has been bumpy, and Guizhi's face looks deathly pale. Should we find a royal physician to come?"

Wei Zhao replied respectfully, "Mother, you need not worry. Your son is fine."

Ning Suchan's hand, which was holding the thumb ring, tightened slightly under her sleeve, but she didn't show it on her face.

She wanted to break the deadlock, but it seemed that she and Wei Zhao had already been interacting in this way for a long time.

Her throat tightened: "Just keep it in mind."

The butler ran out to greet them, and after paying his respects to everyone, he smiled at Yu Tingwan.

"Young Madam, this afternoon the Wei family army sent two heavy earthenware jars over, saying they were for you. Oh, and there's a letter here too."

Yu Tingwan suddenly looked up.

"It must have been a gift from my parents."

"I wrote to them not long ago, saying that I wanted to eat my mother's dried meat and pickled radishes."

Her eyes were bright, and the corners of her mouth were turned up.

"I didn't expect it to arrive so quickly. I'm afraid they made it as soon as they received the letter."

Wei Zhao withdrew the last glimpse of the carriage that had blended into the night around the far corner.

He seemed not to have seen it, nor did he remind Yu Tingwan that someone was there, only saying gently, "It's clear that your parents love you."

Yu Tingwan: "That's true." She took the letter from the housekeeper and glanced at it.

Their steps became lighter, and they even hopped a little when they reached the last step.

"I haven't had any hot food all day. Before I left, I asked the kitchen to prepare chicken soup wontons with shrimp and three delicacies filling."

"Paired with dried meat and pickled radish, it will surely be refreshing and appetizing. I'll have someone send some to my mother-in-law when I get back; you must try it."

The girl has a sweet tongue.

Unlike her calm demeanor in front of Jiashan, her tone was soft and gentle, like a Jiangnan folk song.

"Shunzi, push faster. Your husband isn't feeling well; he can't go hungry."

"But you have to push him steadily. If he gets jostled, my husband can bear it, but it will hurt me."

Tan Jiang looked bewildered: "Young Madam, where do you feel unwell? What's in pain?"

Yu Tingwan said dryly, "His injuries are on his body, but the pain is in my heart."

She felt a little nauseous after saying it.

Tanjiang! So touching!

Ning Suchan's steps faltered abruptly.

When she spoke of her concern for Wei Zhao, she found it difficult to express her true feelings directly.

How could Yu Tingwan so easily say such things to her husband behind closed doors?
And he didn't even blush or skip a beat.

Noticing her unusual behavior, Yu Tingwan blinked.

"Mother-in-law?"

She even had the audacity to ask Ning Suchan.

"How about that? Am I virtuous enough?"

As the group entered the mansion, the Wei family gate closed, and Jiashan slowly withdrew his hand that had lifted the curtain.

When Yu Tingwan called out to her parents just now, the joy in her voice was unmistakable.

Unfortunately, I didn't call out to her.

The girl is always smiling and cheerful; she has every reason to be happy.

The girl was treated kindly, and she should be grateful.

But I just couldn't bring myself to smile.

Gu Fuju reassured her, "It's too late today, so let's not bother her."

He instructed the coachman to return to the mansion.

"It's a blessing that the child is back."

"From now on, we will treat her well, do everything we can to treat her well, and make up for all the years we have wronged her."

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Yu Tingwan went back inside and ate the wontons with some refreshing pickled radish.

I dare not eat too much, for fear of indigestion.

When your taste buds are satisfied, you feel more energetic.

She picked up her change of clothes and, before heading to the restroom, asked the man beside her, "Should you shower first, or should I?"

Wei Zhao: "Aren't you going to read the letter?"

Yu Tingwan smiled and said, "It's such a thick stack; we'll have to read it slowly."

"It's the teacher's handwriting; I recognized it at a glance. It must have been written by my parents at their request. I wonder how they are doing these days?"

Yu Tingwan: "After a long day, a bath is the best way to relax. You can't read it then; if the paper gets wet, the ink will smudge and it won't look good."

Wei Zhao: "Then..."

He said quietly, "Do you want me to read it for you?"

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips thoughtfully.

She still can't stand marital intimacy.

It felt comfortable, but it was also too full and bloated.

But they were all on the tatami mat.

The girl was not taken to unlock any new locations.

I thought it was just a bath, but we'd done much more intimate things.

She was exceptionally bold.

I went to the wardrobe and took out some clothes.

It belongs to Wei Zhao.

It covered the pale yellow undergarment she had just taken from her bosom.

The girl walked closer, looking up at him with a calm expression.

She freed one hand to hook the man's waistband, grabbed him, and led him toward the restroom.

Yu Tingwan: "If you want to shower together, you don't have to be so subtle."

How could I bear to refuse you?