The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

The evening clouds burned like fire, the lake surface shimmered with light, and the sunset glowed like brocade on the horizon.

The area outside the library remains bustling with activity.

The dried books were moved back to the library. Nothing went wrong during this time, and Yu Tingwan had just breathed a sigh of relief when Tan Jiang hurriedly entered.

"lady."

Seeing her eyes wide open and her spirits high, Yu Tingwan's mood brightened considerably.

"What good news is there?"

Yu Tingwan thought for a moment and asked, "Did you get beaten up again?"

"Not this time!"

Tan Jiang: "Fu Meng has gotten into trouble outside."

Yu Tingwan: ...

It's causing trouble outside, why are you getting so worked up?
Indeed, not a single member of Wei's army was normal.

However, after Tan Jiang said that, Yu Tingwan remembered that she hadn't seen Fu Meng all day.

"what happened?"

"Did it get angry again and bully people?"

Tan Jiang: "I received news that Fu Meng was rushing back for dinner when he bumped into the Second Prince, who had just gotten into his carriage and left."

Yu Tingwan frowned and stood up.

The Second Prince Yingzhi is not a very good person, but he is still a prince. If the horse gets frightened and runs rampant in the street, it will likely injure the people on the road again.

"Don't worry, Madam. The horses were kept under control by the Wei family army guarding Fu Meng and didn't cause any trouble. It's just that the carriage was overturned and the Second Prince fell out in a sorry state."

Tan Jiang: "The Second Prince cursed the little beast a few times. Fu Meng knew he had caused trouble and wanted to slip away, but he overheard him. In a fit of anger, he slapped the carriage to pieces."

With such an ancestor, even the Wei family army couldn't stop him.

Yu Tingwan: ...

"It felt that it had hurt its paws and that it was all the Second Prince's fault. So it squatted down in the Second Prince's residence and demanded compensation."

"That's why the Second Prince sent someone over to invite the person in charge of the household to come over."

Yu Tingwan: ...

How embarrassing.

The naughty child caused trouble, so the parents were called in.

The Second Prince's residence was tightly closed, but the area in front of it was bustling with activity.

Even though the people were rushing home, they all stopped to watch as they passed by. In no time, the Second Prince's residence was surrounded by three concentric circles of people.

"What's wrong? Has someone provoked General Wei?"

"No, it was the white tiger that offended the Second Prince."

But it's clear that a lot of the crowd is biased.

"What happened to the Second Prince? The road is so wide, why did the White Tiger have to hit him? If he had just moved a little, this wouldn't have happened."

"Yes. Fu Meng knows it's getting late and he should go home for dinner. The Second Prince's legs aren't good to begin with, why would he go out?"

The crowd began to look around.

Where is the Second Prince?

"Go inside and tidy your clothes."

Why isn't the White Tiger going in?

"Who dares to let him in? What if he goes in and demolishes the Second Prince's residence?"

Fu Meng, now the center of attention, was scrutinized by these people, his expression arrogant. As he listened, he began to believe he was right, and his self-righteousness grew even stronger.

It's all because that scoundrel Ying Zhi is crazy; he didn't hide.

As if struck by a sudden thought, it began banging on the door.

Seeing that the person inside did not respond, Fu Meng paced back and forth anxiously.

"What does it mean?"

What else could it mean!
It was time for Fu Meng to eat.

It's hungry!
If that scoundrel wouldn't let him in, fine. But as a man of principle, he couldn't just force his way in!
But why don't you bring him food!

Such a lack of hospitality!

Even when Fu Meng goes to the palace, the imperial kitchen has to prepare food for it!!
"Quack, quack, quack."

A crow, seemingly appearing from nowhere, circled in the sky before finally landing steadily on the head of the imposing lion standing outside the mansion, its head tilted and its beady eyes darting around.

Inside the mansion, Ying Zhi, having changed into his robes, entered the back courtyard with a dark expression. The maids serving outside saw him and hurriedly greeted him, but Ying Zhi ignored them, striding forward and pushing open the door.

Inside the house, Yao Ru was chatting and laughing with the old woman, embroidering tiger-head shoes for a little child. Hearing the noise, she looked over, and when she saw it was him, the smile on her lips disappeared.

Ying Zhi acted as if he hadn't seen it, and only asked coldly, "Where is Dun Ge'er?"

"Just fell asleep."

Ying Zhi: "I'll go take a look."

He went into the inner room.

Leave a sentence.

"I'll have dinner here."

Yao Ru neither stopped her nor followed her, and continued with her work.

The old woman beside her, a loyal servant who had served her for many years, hesitated before finally whispering in her ear, "I know there are some things that Madam doesn't like to hear, but this old servant has to bite the bullet and bring them up."

“No matter how bad the master is, at least he cares about the young master. You and the master are already estranged, you can’t keep being cold to each other and push him away, so that the concubines in the backyard can benefit from him.”

"This old servant knows that you are suffering, Madam, but you still have to live your whole life together from now on."

She was about to speak again, but when she met Yao Ru's cold eyes, she fell silent.

Before the lady got into the bridal sedan chair, she had attempted suicide. It was her birth mother who knelt on the ground and begged her desperately.

How many days in all these years has the lady had a truly happy one?
Yao Ru said calmly, "The reason he cares is simply because Dun Ge'er is the eldest son."

If she had given birth to a daughter, Ying Zhi would have visited her from time to time.
“As his legal wife, I have given him a son to carry on the family line.”

That's enough to fulfill my duty.

With so many beautiful women eager to serve Ying Zhi, why is she going to join in the fun?
“I never rely on him for a living. As for Dun Ge’s status as the eldest son, as long as he, as the father, behaves himself, Dun Ge will not cause any trouble in his life.”

But obviously.

Ying Zhi has too many thoughts on his mind.

As a mother, she did not want her child to participate in the struggle for the throne.

But this is not something she can decide.

All Yao Runan can do is live each day to the fullest and not overthink things.

The old woman felt a pang of sorrow upon hearing her words. What wife doesn't depend on her husband for a living?

Footsteps came from inside the room again, and Yingzhi saw the child come out.

He sat down on the sandalwood chair to Yao Ru's left, took the tea brought by the old woman, but didn't drink it immediately. He looked at his taciturn wife beside him.

"I heard you've been trying to teach him to roll over these past few days?"

Yao Ru: "Yes."

“That’s good. Once he learns it, I’ll take him to the palace to show Father Emperor.”

Yingzhi: "Dun Ge'er is, after all, the Emperor's first grandson. He was mentioned the other day. It's clear that he is valued."

Yao Ru put down her needlework: "How old is he? Does Master want to use him to compete for favor?"

That's a very direct question.

Ying Zhi's expression immediately turned sour.

"What are you talking about?"

"I came into your room and you're already so uncomfortable, all you do is nitpick?"

Yao Ru didn't want to compete with him.

"You're overthinking it. Dun'er is so noisy during the day, I'm just tired from taking care of him."

When she mentioned her son, Ying Zhi's solemn expression eased slightly.

"It's good when a child cries; if they don't cry, it's fine."

He thought of something, and his eyes showed disdain: "The one from the Crown Prince's palace didn't cry or make a fuss before, but he's a fool."

Ying Zhi glanced at Yao Ru again.

Yao Ru is a beauty, without a doubt.

But now, without makeup to cover it up, and unlike the concubines in the back courtyard who dress up to compete for favor and wear bright clothes, her appearance has suffered: "Your complexion does not look very good. I will ask the imperial physician to come and take a look at you later."

These words seemed considerate, but Yao Ru didn't react at all.

She was forced to enter the palace before she had finished her postpartum confinement, which caused her to develop health problems.

It was all thanks to this person.

(End of this chapter)