The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Lan Garden.

Moonlight streamed through the windowpane, and all was quiet.

Their breaths mingled as Wei Zhao held the person and fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Tingwan, still half asleep, nudged Wei Zhao and asked for water.

The girl was clearly exhausted, leaning against Wei Zhao's chest as she drank the water he brought to her lips.

She thought Wei Zhao was feeding her too slowly, so she reached out and held the water glass. But she drank too quickly and spilled quite a bit.

I don't know if it's because I shouted too much earlier, my voice is hoarse.

Still too much water loss~
Wei Zhao poured water three times before she finally felt better.

Perhaps still caught up in the dream, she clung to Wei Zhao's neck and murmured softly.

"I dreamt again... dreamt..."

Wei Zhao frowned: "A nightmare?"

"I dreamt of you, young master."

He narrowed his eyes upon hearing this address. He looked down at the limp, boneless girl in his arms.

Yu Tingwan prepared to lie down again, but Wei Zhao wouldn't let her.

Wei Zhao: "Who?"

Wei Zhao reached out and helped her lift her eyelids: "A man?"

He also seized on the word: "again?"

Yu Tingwan found him noisy, so she raised her hand to push his hand away and lay down.

Wei Zhao: "Very good."

He looked up listlessly at the bed curtains. After thinking for a while, he couldn't recall the existence of such a person.

The wind rustled inside, and the amulets hanging on the curtains swayed gently. With a soft pop, the lights inside went out.

He said wistfully, "We sleep in the same bed but dream different dreams."

He sighed helplessly.

Learn from how Yu Tingwan usually pokes him.

"This won't work."

Yu Tingwan seemed annoyed by him and precisely grabbed Wei Zhao's collar.

"It's you! It's you! It's you!"

Wei Zhao remained silent.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Yu Tingwan finally fell asleep again, and her breathing became steady.

Wei Zhao's emotions were difficult to discern, and he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

My throat bobbed.

"Tsk."

He spoke softly.

"That must be a beautiful dream."

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Early in the morning, the sky was bright and clear, and the strange cawing of blue crows could be heard outside.

"Make a scene!"

Very loud.

"Go ahead and keep causing trouble!"

The next moment, it flapped its greasy wings.

"I'm staying in her room. Are you feeling unwell, my darling?"

"Bear with it even if you're uncomfortable. She's the wife I brought into the house with great ceremony. You're just a concubine. Don't take advantage of my favor and forget your place."

"The son you give birth to will only be a son born out of wedlock. How can he compare to her?"

When Yu Tingwan woke up, her body was sore and she leaned against the couch, listening to the sounds outside for a long time. Her body ached.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

Wei Zhao brought in the porridge, as if he had guessed that she would wake up around this time.

"I drank some wine yesterday. Eating some porridge will make my stomach feel better."

Yu Tingwan sat up halfway, looking at him expressionlessly: "I was like that yesterday, how could my husband have the nerve to do that?"

Wei Zhao sat down at the head of the bed.

"Don't you know what's going on?"

Yu Tingwan: ?

Wei Zhao admitted, "I couldn't resist the temptation."

Yu Tingwan was indeed hungry, and angrily bit the spoon he was feeding her.

The porridge was very thick, made with old chicken broth that had been simmering overnight, and also contained finely chopped greens and mushrooms, making it exceptionally fragrant.

The heart-wrenching cries of crows continued to echo from outside.

"I like obedient girls. It's fine for a concubine to make a fuss a little, but if it goes too far, things will get out of hand, understand?"

"Don't think you can act recklessly in front of Madam just because you're pregnant. So what if her heart isn't with me? Can I divorce her after she disobeys me every time? She's done a service by giving birth to a legitimate son. Who are you to me!"

"Things that don't overestimate their own capabilities!"

Yu Tingwan: ...

"Where did you learn those words?"

Wei Zhao: "It flew over the Second Prince's residence early this morning."

Yu Tingwan found out.

That lame prince.

The Second Prince's wife had just given birth when he forced her to go out for the Crown Prince's funeral. She endured the pain until the very end, bleeding profusely. His words weren't out of concern for the Second Prince's wife.

The Second Prince's wife was originally the fiancée of the Prince of Yan's heir. She was personally trained by the Prince of Yan's wife.

When the Prince of Yan got into trouble, many people were scrambling to take him away.

Didn't the Fifth Prince also have his eye on it?

But only he had the ability to strike first, and later he received a marriage decree from the emperor and married her.

Now that he has a legitimate son, it seems that his shortcomings can be compensated for, allowing him to continue to try his luck for the throne.

It is only right to give the Second Prince's wife some face.

Wei Zhao lowered his eyes and said indifferently, "Is it too noisy?"

Yu Tingwan: "It's alright."

Wei Zhao: "I also find it noisy, and I have already instructed Fu Meng to chase it away in a while."

Yu Tingwan humbly inquired, "Where are you rushing to?"

"Ying Fuyan just got a house and hasn't held a housewarming banquet yet, but he's been wanting me to prepare a gift. It would be good to have Qingya go over and keep him company."

Killing is heartbreaking.

Given Qingya's gossipy nature, it probably won't be long before he reveals everything that happened at the Second Prince's residence to Ying Fuyan.

but……

Ying Fuyan's residence was right next to the Second Prince's residence.

What's the point? Isn't it just because you're still thinking about it?

After eating more than half a bowl, Yu Tingwan was full.

She was about to get up when Wei Zhao pressed her down.

The man placed the bowl on the coffee table. He wasn't planning to go out today, so he was only wearing casual clothes.

His demeanor was composed; he was not one to dawdle. His gaze locked onto her.

"let's talk."

Seeing him like this, Yu Tingwan sat up straight.

He smiled and tucked her messy hair behind her ear: "Don't be nervous."

Yu Tingwan: ...

This spot is on the tatami mat.

This is the first time I'll be speaking seriously.

It's surprisingly fresh.

Wei Zhao then went on to say something directly.

His voice was deep.

"For graves, you should learn to swim like a dragon; they are no longer effective amulets for you."

"I know what's going to happen next, but from my observation, this situation is not common."

"When you wake up from the nightmare, you are terrified and keep saying that something bad is going to happen to you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Tingwan was slightly taken aback, and listened to him finish speaking.

"At first I wondered why you didn't tell me, but it was because I didn't trust you enough."

Yu Tingwan heard a gentle voice ask, "What does my husband think?"

"I overturned it very quickly."

Wei Zhao remained confident: "As my bedmate, I don't have much experience. I may not be outstanding, but I'm not that bad either."

"I thought about it again, but the ending was too tragic, and you didn't want to mention it. At the same time, it would seem too absurd to mention it, and you were afraid I wouldn't believe it."

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

At first... that was indeed the case.

Wei Zhao: "But I feel like I can't stand firm."

“If you were certain something bad would happen, you should have told me so that we could have taken preventative measures in advance. But you clearly know too little.”

“These days, the frequency of nightmares has decreased, I am no longer trapped in them, and I no longer show any signs of distress.”

"So you're sure those things didn't happen later."

Wei Zhao had wanted to confirm this in person for a long time.

Although he doesn't really believe in gods and Buddhas.

"Previous life."

Wei Zhao asked, "It's from a past life, right?"

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips.

Then, she nodded hesitantly.

She first looked down at the bed, then finally mustered her courage.

"I really don't know much."

"Even now, I don't understand why certain images keep appearing in my mind."

"from……"

She told him everything honestly.

There are no more secrets between husband and wife.

"Xi Lin Village was pushed into the water by Wang Shi, and when she woke up, this was how she was."

"At first I didn't believe it, but it has been proven time and time again."

"I saw that the heavy snow had blocked the mountain pass, and the three members of the Hu family were stuck in the town and unable to return home."

“If I see that Xiao Xu has given birth to a daughter, I will be sold to a lecherous gentry.”

"..."

(End of this chapter)