The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 325 If you feel bad, just cry.
As dusk approached, the sunset painted the sky with a golden glow.

The sun's shadow slants low, and crows caw incessantly.

Wei Zhao had her sit on his lap and gently stroked the girl's back with his palm.

Yu Tingwan buried her head in Wei Zhao's chest. Even through the fabric, she could hear his familiar, steady heartbeat. It seemed to offer a moment of relief to her chaotic mind, which was almost suffocating from the oppressive atmosphere.

I dare not close my eyes, for if I do, I see flames filling the sky.

The flames seemed capable of devouring everything, and then engulfing her.

"I should have died that year."

Her voice was low and hoarse.

She was visibly vulnerable, no longer the composed and calm person she appeared to be.

"If my father had saved my mother first, and I had been the one who got into trouble, then they could still have lived out their lives peacefully together. It would have been as if I had never existed."

The girl in his arms was trembling.

It wasn't actually cold, but she was shivering terribly.

Wei Zhao's eyes darkened, and he hugged her even tighter.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"When someone dies, it's like a lamp scattering; it's often the living who suffer more. Your parents-in-law treat you like their own son; if something happens to you, they'll probably never get over it."

"You are very good. How could the children they raised be bad? Don't belittle yourself."

"Your appearance is a blessing to them, and they cherish it. When your father-in-law sent you out of the fire, he and your mother-in-law were relieved and had no regrets until their last moment in this world. The only thing that worried them was that their Yaoyao would have no one to protect her in the future. What would they do then?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan could no longer hold back her tears.

She gripped Wei Zhao's collar tightly and burst into tears.

Wei Zhao lowered his head: "You and I have never been parents, so perhaps we can't truly understand."

Wei Zhao had heard Yu Tingwan mention it before.

Her name was given to her by a scholar whom Yu Jingcheng hired on the street to earn a living by selling calligraphy and paintings and writing letters.

The scholar gave five or six names in one go, but Yu Jingcheng immediately took a liking to the name Tingwan.

This implies that one should work hard and achieve great things later in life.

Wei Zhao thought that Yu Jingcheng felt that the two words were not only poetic, but also reflected his expectations for Yu Tingwan.

Unlike other girls who spend their lives trapped in the mundane routines of marriage and childbirth, she deserves to live a different life.

But now Wei Zhao realizes that he had been overthinking things.

These two words are actually very simple.

Yu Jingcheng was a man from a security escort agency, and he always acted simply.

These two words were of great significance to him.

He probably didn't understand the scholar's explanation of those two words.

As Yu Jingcheng said.

listen.

I heard crying.

Night.

That night, they saw a crying, abandoned child in the mountains.

Wei Zhao said in a low voice, "But tell me, isn't this their greatness?"

The girl's tears were crystal clear, yet they flowed like a burst dam, unstoppable.

Wei Zhao sighed softly and kissed her hair.

"Cry."

"If you feel bad, just cry it out."

Wei Zhao: "My husband is always with you."

The carriage arrived at the Duke of Shun's residence. After circling around, it entered through a side gate and went directly into Lan Garden; it was already dark.

But the people in the carriage did not get out for a long time.

Shunzi and Tanjiang naturally wouldn't urge them.

The crow, who was trying to urge the bird to hurry, had its neck firmly gripped by Shunzi.

The two of them stepped back together.

After walking away, Shunzi lowered his head and warned the struggling crow.

"Behave yourself. If you cause trouble as soon as you get back, just wait and see how the general deals with you!"

He said he was about to leave, but then he noticed that Tan Jiang was still following behind him.

"what happened?"

Seeing that she seemed hesitant to speak, Shunzi asked, "Is there something you want to say?" Tan Jiang didn't want to ask Rong Di directly if he had returned.

"Where is Fu Meng?"

Shunzi had no suspicions.

"It's estimated to arrive tomorrow or the day after."

After all, such a behemoth was bound to frighten the people and cause chaos on its way back to the capital, so it always took the official roads.

They had to pass through cities and checkpoints. Unlike the small blue crow, which flew straight back.

Shunzi: "You know Fu Meng's temper; he's extremely arrogant. It's fortunate that Rong Di accompanied him this time, although even that couldn't tame his tiger-like temper. But if it were any other Wei family army, who knows how many troubles would have arisen along the way."

Tan Jiang got the answer she wanted.

After what seemed like half an incense stick's time, Wei Zhao carried the person off the carriage.

After a good cry, the girl had fallen asleep. Her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was wet. But she was clearly not sleeping soundly, her brows furrowed.

Wei Zhao carried her directly back to the room, set up the bed, wiped her face, and then sat on the edge of the bed to gently smooth the girl's furrowed brows.

His eyes grew increasingly pale and deep. He got up and walked out, instructing Tan Jiang to keep an eye on the room before heading to his study to take back the backlog of official business to deal with.

"General."

A dark shadow flashed past outside the study.

Wei Jiajun knelt before him, presenting an object with both hands: "This is a letter sent to you by the Prince of Yan's subordinates."

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes.

I don't even want to look at it; it's probably just someone trying to complain about being poor again.

"They also sent me a message."

Yes, Ying Fuyan guessed that Wei Zhao didn't want to read the letter.

"explain."

"General, when will those loss-making businesses under his name become profitable if you take them over?"

Wei Zhao:......

He didn't want to say anything, and his expression was gloomy.

The sky was dark, and his voice was particularly cold.

"Does Ying Fuyan really think I'm a cash cow?"

The money allocated by the accounting office each month is enough for Ying Fuyan to cultivate his subordinates.

Wei Jiajun braced himself and said, "There is one more thing. The Prince of Yan instructed me to give it to you last."

He then took out a rolled-up sheet of paper.

It's a bit heavy, and it's not easy to unfold when you hold it in your hand.

Wei Zhao took it into the study, unfolded it on the floor, and after seeing what was inside...

Ying Fuyan trusted him and gave him the list of officials he had gradually gathered in the capital over the years, indicating that these people could be trusted and used by Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao looked over in surprise and was astonished to see that the Fourth Prince had actually agreed. That prince, whose birth mother was of low rank and who was not valued by the emperor and had a very low profile.

These lists don't take up much space.

The paper contained more details about all the forces under the names of the Second Prince Yingzhi and the Fifth Prince Yingyin, the officials who had submitted to them, and the dirty deeds the two had committed over the years.

There were also more than a dozen hidden rooms where treasures were stored under the names of the two people who were of great interest to Wei Zhao.

Each item was recorded in exceptional detail.

It must have been collected bit by bit by Ying Fuyan over the years, despite his illness. That saved him the trouble of checking.

Wei Zhao glanced at it and memorized it all. He rubbed his temples and said, "Allow the accountant to allocate an extra hundred taels of silver to Ying Fuyan each month."

"General."

Just then, Shunzi's respectful voice came from outside.

"Young Master Xiao has arrived."

Wei Zhao slowly and methodically put these away.

Shunzi: "He said he'd like to invite you for a drink."

Wei Zhao took a large stack of official documents and then headed outside. As soon as he stepped out of the study, he saw Xiao Huaiyan being blocked by Wei's army in the distance.

Xiao Huaiyan waved to him.

He had actually wanted to find Wei Zhao for a long time. But something happened right after Wei Zhao returned to the Eastern Palace.

As a result, the two of them didn't even get a proper chance to catch up.

He has so much to say.

"Wei Zhao!"