The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 39 You Forced Me

The snow outside stops for a while and then starts falling again.

Yu Tingwan and Wei Zhao have been at an impasse for a long time.

No matter how much she pleaded, Wei Zhao wouldn't let her get close. Without further discussion, Yu Tingwan took matters into her own hands, removing his clothes to apply medicine to him.

Wei Zhao's eyes shifted from shock to anger, and finally to a familiar sense of utter despair.

Forget it.

He was a dying man.

Let her be.

Yu Tingwan's strength was extraordinary; he couldn't stop her now.

Wei Zhao remained motionless, allowing himself to be slaughtered.

His upper body was bare, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and smooth muscle lines.

Do not cooperate, do not refuse, do not struggle.

It was Yu Tingwan's first time seeing a man's body, but she didn't blush at all, focusing only on applying the medicine: "Isn't this better?"

"Why did you reject me just now? I wasn't doing anything else, and I wasn't taking advantage of you."

Wei Zhao said indifferently, "You started by pulling on my belt."

Yes, she made it.

Ke Yu Tingwan didn't think she was wrong at all. She quickly applied the medicine, then awkwardly dressed him to prevent him from catching a cold.

"If the blood gets on your clothes and congeals, it will be too late when you want to take them off. You'll end up tearing off a layer of skin."

Does Wei Zhao seem like someone who's afraid of pain?
He is not.

He was so weak and listless that he wouldn't even lift a finger.

"I do not want."

Yu Tingwan: "I'm not afraid to see you shirtless, can't you be a little more outgoing?"

Wei Zhao didn't look at her. His eyes were empty, and his tone was flat: "You forced me."

Yu Tingwan: ...

The way you're saying that makes it sound like I can just pin you down on the bed or something!
After Hui Niang returned, she put down the red cloth and went to Wei Zhao's room, unaware of anything unusual between the two.

Wei Zhao was still the same deadbeat.

Yu Tingwan is carefree.

Hui Niang greeted her, "Wan Niang, come here, let me take your measurements."

Yu Tingwan remembered that Hui Niang said she would get some fabric to make her a cotton-padded coat, but she didn't think much of it.

The wedding date was quickly set for five days later.

Everyone in the Wei family was busy, except for Wei Zhao, who was half-dead.

As time passed and the mountain path became increasingly difficult to traverse, Yu Tingwan stopped going up the mountain.

On the third day, as soon as she arrived at the Wei family, Hui Niang took out the wedding dress that she had spent three days making.

People in the countryside may not know how to embroider, but they can still make simple clothes.

The wedding attire was naturally not as good as what you could buy outside, but the stitches were fine and meticulous, showing that care was put into it.

Hui Niang laughed: "What girl doesn't want to wear a wedding dress when she gets married? If your mother were still alive, she would be heartbroken."

"Your aunt can't embroider, so you can't compare to her. Just make do with this."

Yu Tingwan hugged the wedding dress tightly, not knowing whether it was because mentioning her mother had saddened her, or because the wedding dress still held Hui Niang's warmth, that she clung to it so dearly.

Her eyes suddenly felt hot.

I don't know what to say.

Hui Niang: "Oh right, and there's also A Lang's."

She looked at Wei Zhao, who was in a daze.

“Your cousin got married just six months ago, and this is what I borrowed from him.”

"Ah Lang, try it on quickly and see if the size is right. If it's not right, Mom will alter it for you."

Wei Zhao looked over expressionlessly.

I didn't go to get it.

"Why……"

He asked slowly, "Am I from the old era?"

Yu Tingwan wore new clothes, while he had to make do with what other people had worn.

Hui Niang: ...

"You usually don't care about anything, but you're arguing with your wife about something like this?"

She was both annoyed and amused: "That's for young ladies. If you really like it, ask your stepmother if she wants to switch with you."

She was joking.

Wei Zhao fell silent.

He did not have a penchant for wearing women's clothing.

But one person took it seriously.

Yu Tingwan was unwilling to endure the pain of cutting off her own flesh, so she silently hid the wedding dress behind her back. Wei Zhao: ...Living is really so meaningless.

After having breakfast, Yu Tingwan didn't rest. She sat by Wei Zhao's bedside and cut out different sizes of the character "囍" (double happiness) from red paper.

The windows, doors, cabinets... I'll have to put them on tomorrow.

It looks exceptionally festive.

Hui Niang also said that she would hang two red lanterns at the front door of her house later.

She was skillful with her hands; with a few snips, the basic shape began to take shape. The sound of cutting inside the room drowned out the little girl's shallow breathing.

The girl kept working, yet still had time to glance at Wei Zhao brushing away the red paper scraps that had been blown onto his body by the wind.

There were a lot of scraps of paper.

Wei Zhao was listless and gave up after a few attempts.

He looked up at the ceiling, his pupils unfocused, showing no sign that he came from Wei's army.

Everyone knows that General Wei is extremely decisive and efficient, and he does not allow his subordinates to slack off in the slightest. They must always be vigilant about any disturbances outside.

Why is Wei Shen in such a terrible state?!
"I don't know how you were selected by the Wei family army. I heard that those who are chosen are all good talents for martial arts."

"are you……"

Yu Tingwan guessed, "He's also a good cook, so he was chosen to be a cook."

Wei Zhao was stunned.

Having been frightened last time, Yu Tingwan didn't dare poke him again.

She leaned closer: "There's nothing wrong with admitting it."

"There's nothing shameful about it."

"I won't tell anyone."

"Being a cook is good. It ensures the food and drink for the soldiers on the front lines. They don't have to fight with knives and sticks, and they can stay safe."

No response is permitted.

Yu Tingwan could no longer get anything out of him.

"You really……"

Yu Tingwan sighed helplessly and deflated, "They're so concerned about saving face."

Wei Zhao was annoyed by her noise and looked at Yu Tingwan with dark eyes.

"The cooks in Wei's army are either too old to fight or too wounded to move easily. How could it be Wei Shen's turn?"

He thought Yu Tingwan would tone it down, but the girl smiled at him and said, "You're quite serious about it."

Yu Tingwan was very pleased.

This way, there's still a touch of vitality, which is better than being lifeless.

Wei Zhao:......

Speaking of these things, Yu Tingwan felt that something was amiss. Many questions had been weighing on her mind for a long time.

I didn't care before, and I thought we wouldn't have any interaction, so I never asked. But now my status has changed.

She pursed her lips: "The border is far from Xilin Village. Since you were seriously injured, how did you get here?"

The Wei couple were so immersed in the joy of getting what they had lost that they never imagined the strange things that were going on.

Wei Shen didn't know which word in the conversation struck him as offensive. A strong emotion and annoyance flashed in his eyes, and even his tone became tinged with displeasure.

"It was brought here on a camel."

Yu Tingwan fell silent.

It's unclear how long it took before she finally found her voice.

It's so light, it feels like it could be blown away with a breeze.

"Is this the tiger you mentioned keeping as a pet last time?"

Wei Zhao replied listlessly, "Hmm."

Yu Tingwan did not believe it.

But she couldn't hold it against them.

After all, Wei Zhao had a mental injury. There was nothing he could do about his insistence on imagining he was raising a tiger.

Yu Tingwan gave up.

Well, they're all back now, so there's no need to dwell on some things.

Wei Zhao was annoyed and was prepared for Yu Tingwan to continue asking questions.

Yu Tingwan did indeed ask.

The girl was very serious.

She kept reciting the things Wei Zhao had done to her in the scene.

Her eyes crinkled into crescents, and her tone was light and casual, as if she were talking about what to eat for dinner.

"Do you think we'll have a boy or a girl in the future?"

Another battle has begun, so please don't hoard articles, it will affect your reading rate.

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