The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 314 This man is very serious!
The Duke of Shun's Mansion, Lan Garden.

Inside the washroom, the candlelight flickered, casting a dim, yellow light on the girl's eyes and brows, making her appear like lotus blossoms glistening with dew and apricot blossoms shrouded in mist, adding to her gentle and delicate charm.

There were flower petals scattered on the bathtub, but I didn't know what kind of flower they were.

It smells wonderful and looks beautiful.

At that time, she didn't know it was very expensive.

The steaming heat partially concealed the rise and fall of the girl's chest.

Yu Tingwan's hair was tied up to avoid getting it wet. Her arms, as white as lotus roots, rested on the edge of the bathtub. She looked at Wei Zhao, who was dressed impeccably, not far away with a puzzled expression.

Yes.

After she led the man into the washroom, he didn't rush to take off his clothes; he actually came to read her a letter.

Wei Zhao leaned against the screen, his left leg slightly bent, his posture relaxed and leisurely.

I didn't really look at her.

This man is very serious!
First, I skimmed through ten lines at a glance.

Wei Zhao summarized the oral account.

"The clothes you sent fit the Wei family elders very well, but they felt they were expensive and the fabric was exceptionally soft to the touch, so they were afraid of ruining them. As for the pastries from the capital, the two of them couldn't eat too many and were afraid they would spoil, so they shared them with everyone."

Yu Tingwan nodded: "Clothes are for people to wear, we can just send them more when they get damaged."

"The two returned to Xilin Village and moved Xiaoniang's tombstone out, placing it in the estate they bought for them on the outskirts of Ze County."

"The tombstone that was returned to Wei Shen has also been erected there. The siblings have always been close, and now they have each other's company."

Yu Tingwan continued to nod, filled with melancholy: "It should be like this. Usually, Dad can't stay idle, so he goes to the farm to grow vegetables, and Mom goes to deliver meals. She can also bring some good food to put in front of the grave. In this way... it can be considered a family reunion."

"The two elders said everything is fine at home and told us to take good care of ourselves."

Wei Zhao turned a page.

Then I turned the page again.

They were all just everyday things.

Then he turned to another page.

Raise an eyebrow.

The thick stack at the back was all from Master Sun.

Yu Tingwan was listening to everything, but then she couldn't hear Wei Zhao's voice anymore, so she couldn't help but look up.

Just as I was about to ask, the man said something in a low voice.

"Traitorous disciple."

Yu Tingwan: ?
Wei Zhao took out five sheets of paper.

“These are the words that Master Sun used to scold you.”

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ? ?
"Why are you cursing me? What did I do to offend him?"

Wei Zhao drew seven more cards.

"When you left, he wasn't satisfied with the article you left behind. He analyzed and annotated it sentence by sentence, and even made some revisions for you. He felt that apart from your good handwriting, there was nothing else he could praise about you."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao drew two more cards.

"It's to teach you to control your temper."

Yu Tingwan: ...

I noticed he had one last card in his hand.

"What's that?"

Wei Zhao chuckled softly: "Say hello to me, and tell me to accept my fate and stop arguing with you."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ? ? ?

She pursed her lips.

"I see."

Her tone was quiet and flat: "I said, how could my husband be so kind and diligent as to insist on helping me open the letter?"

Yu Tingwan said menacingly, "Is it that funny?"

Wei Zhao said slowly, "That's funny."

Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao opened his eyes and said, "If you're so capable, come and hit me."

Yu Tingwan, who was completely naked: ...

This is a threat to other women.

But not for her.

She's always been thick-skinned.

Yu Tingwan was about to get up, but Wei Zhao moved instead.

He stepped closer.

The waistband was untied and fell down.

Then comes the outer garment.

"Is the water cold?"

The bathtub was large enough to comfortably accommodate two people.

Yu Tingwan was furious; she refused to shower with Wei Zhao!
Just heard a crash.

Water overflowed.

Wei Zhao entered wearing only a thin undergarment.

His undergarments were soaked through and clung to his body; they were made of some unknown material and were somewhat see-through.

He grabbed Yu Tingwan's waist.

The girl was very fair-skinned, dazzlingly so, as fair as snow.

His fingertips caressed her back, as if touching a flawless piece of jade. Wei Zhao: "I have to go out first thing tomorrow morning."

Yu Tingwan gently pushed him.

Why are you even touching me?

In particular, Wei Zhao's gaze towards her was dark and unfathomable, much like the way it was when they were on the bed.

"Let's take a look at the Crown Prince's private property."

Yu Tingwan: ?

"Didn't you already go to the Eastern Palace storeroom?"

Wei Zhao: "The Eastern Palace is right under the emperor's nose. Where can he hide the various treasures presented by officials that are not to be seen by others?"

Even a cunning rabbit has three burrows.

Yu Tingwan: ...

You are! Always! Taking advantage of! Him!

They don't even spare the inheritance.

Wei Zhao: "Tomorrow I will close the door to all visitors. If anyone wants to see me, you can stop them."

He said those things simply to cause trouble for Yu Tingwan.

Who can enter Lan Garden without his permission?

Yu Tingwan: "Mm!"

Give it to her!
"Is there anything else I need to cooperate with?"

"Have."

Wei Zhao: "It's getting late, it'll probably be dawn soon, let's hurry."

She wasn't wearing anything, which made things convenient for him.

"You roughly know the contents of the letter; we'll look at the rest later."

Wei Zhao pulled her into his arms: "Didn't everyone say it hurt? I checked, and it can be relieved a little in the water."

"Try?"

Yu Tingwan was taken aback.

Something was being carefully controlled, each thrust seemingly trying to break her apart.

Her figure was slender yet shapely, and she softened considerably. She tried to shrink back slightly, but he held her even tighter.

She seems... still a bit too naive.

"Not here."

"Your little clothes."

Before swallowing her soft moan, Wei Zhao whispered, "It seems like the clothes are too small again."

The bright moon still shines outside.

The stars are twinkling, indicating that tomorrow will be a sunny day.

The sound of water continued, spilling most of it onto the ground. It was mixed with the girl's delicate trembling, creating a wisp of melodious tune.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

She begged for mercy several times.

Or perhaps they're afraid the water will get cold.

Wei Zhao picked the person up.

She trembled even more violently.

I knew she couldn't handle it.

They gave too much.

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Early the next morning.

The servants cleaning Lan Garden began their work.

Yu Tingwan usually gets up early, but there was no sound from the doorway at this moment.

The old woman who was by Ning Suchan's side arrived at this time, but was stopped outside Lan Garden.

"Madam asked this old servant to invite the Crown Princess over."

Tan Jiang: "But Madam hasn't gotten up yet."

The old woman exclaimed in surprise, "Not up yet?"

The bride was late getting up; at her age, anyone with a bit of sense would know what was going on.

She's really not as slow-witted as that old woman. It's just that Wei Zhao is in poor health and goes everywhere in a wheelchair. What can he possibly do?

Tan Jiang inquired, "Does the mistress have something important to discuss with the lady?"

Like an old woman's smile.

"No."

"The mistress has found the household's account books and wants the Crown Princess to familiarize herself with them, as well as the shops, properties, and land deeds under the name of our Duke of Shun's mansion. The Crown Princess can't be completely ignorant of these things."

At this moment, Yu Tingwan, completely unaware of what was happening, hadn't even opened her eyes yet; she was feeling lazy. She touched the side of the pillow; it was already cold.

She was about to get up, but the soreness and swelling were intense.

Suddenly, something occurred to me, and I came to my senses.

She rubbed her ear.

She didn't know how late he tormented her, but she remembered that in the end Wei Zhao bit her lip hard and raised his hand to rub her twitching legs.

"Be good. Don't pinch."

He said.

"Too tight, I can't get out."