The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

It was half an hour later when Wei Zhao was about to go to the teahouse to pick up the person.

He wasn't stained with blood, but having spent a long time at the execution ground, Wei Zhao had changed his clothes before coming.

Seeing how particular he was, Xiao Huaiyan clicked his tongue in amazement.

"is it necessary?"

Xiao Huaiyan: "Why don't you fast, chant Buddhist prayers, and burn incense for three days before going to see your sister-in-law?"

Wei Zhao ignored him.

Xiao Huaiyan said to himself.

“I heard Chi Yu mention that when you were fighting outside, you didn’t even have time to remove your armor, which was covered in mud and bloodstains. Without washing your blood-stained hands, you would just wipe them on a coarse cloth. Then you could sit on the ground with your Wei family army and eat dry rations without any formality.”

"Of course, that's the border. The conditions don't allow it. It's difficult to keep it clean even if you want to."

“But if I remember correctly, three years ago you killed someone with your own hands just before you returned to the capital, and then you went to meet me right afterward.”

She was still beside him, carefully wiping the bloodstains off the Broken Cloud Spear.

Xiao Huaiyan was very touched at the time, thinking that Wei Zhao was afraid that he would get impatient and put seeing him first.

Now it seems...

Xiao Huaiyan felt increasingly uncomfortable as he spoke: "What, why didn't you change your clothes when you saw me back then?"

Wei Zhao thought he was too noisy.

His dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a cold, still pool.

"you……"

Wei Zhao paused, puzzled, and asked, "Are you really that lacking in self-awareness?"

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

"Then why didn't you prepare an extra set! At the very least, you could have let me know sooner."

He knew Shen Zhiyi was at the teahouse, so naturally he went with her.

Xiao Huaiyan lowered his head and sniffed. He hadn't thought anything of it before, but now he felt that he had a certain smell.

People like Shen Zhiyi always want the best of everything. When they were cellmates in prison, she complained about everything.

Always picky.

Wei Zhao said calmly, smoothing out the creases on his sleeves, "No wonder you're still all alone."

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

Okay, okay, you have a wife, that makes you great.

Wei Zhao: "But it's nothing."

He never has a kind word to say.

Whether you change it or not, Miss Shen doesn't care.

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

You might as well be dead!!
But he didn't forget his main task.

"What are you planning to do next? Ying Yin got a free ride."

Indeed, the princelings have completely lost their arrogance, which has given Ying Yin a boost.

However, Ying Yin's maternal uncle, Duke Qing Qin, colluded with lower-level officials to embezzle disaster relief funds and grain allocated by the court during the famine years, and has already been killed by Wei Zhao.

This is a stain on Ying Yin's reputation.

Ying Zhi's uncle is still alive, but he is lame, and even though he has a son, he is still much shorter than Ying Yin.

There were only a few princes.

Xiao Huaiyan's face lost its playfulness: "Ying Yin is outstanding. The higher his reputation, the more people will call for him to be made crown prince. The person in the palace cannot turn a blind eye to this."

Ying Yin is also aware of this, and has been keeping a low profile these days.

"What do you need me to do?"

Xiao Huaiyan chuckled: "To flatter someone to death?"

Wei Zhao's eyelids drooped: "Let's wait."

“When the Crown Prince was still alive, even though he was weak, the dog emperor did not want him to become too powerful, so he supported Ying Yin and personally nurtured him by his side.”

Emperor Yingqian often said to his civil and military officials that the Crown Prince was diligent and honest, and the Fifth Prince was intelligent and obedient.

"Do you think he cares about Ying Yin, his son?"

That clearly meant tacitly allowing the two sons to fight each other openly and covertly, keeping each other in check.

After the Crown Prince left, he tacitly allowed the Duke of Zhou's mansion to continue to restrain Ying Yin.

But the Duke of Zhou's mansion has now fallen.

Wei Zhao didn't take it seriously, holding the walnut in his hand. With a gentle squeeze, a cracking sound was heard.

His hands are beautiful, and the way he removes the fruit pulp is a pleasure to watch.

"We don't even need to lift a finger; the dog emperor will promote other princes."

All they want to do is sit back and watch the tigers fight.

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When Wei Zhao arrived, Yu Tingwan was digesting her food in the private room and had even eaten all the tea and snacks served at the back.

I'm so full.

Hearing the knock, she rushed over and opened the door before Tan Jiang could even get there. Her eyes met Wei Zhao's, and she caught a glimpse of Xiao Huaiyan out of the corner of her eye.

The private room wasn't large; you could see everything inside at a glance. Xiao Huaiyan didn't see Shen Zhiyi and was about to ask when he saw Yu Tingwan looking at him with amusement.

"Who are you looking for?"

Yu Tingwan: "It wouldn't be Miss Shen, would it?"

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

She left before an incense stick had burned.

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

Wei Zhao misled him! If he hadn't changed his clothes, he might have made it in time!
Yu Tingwan reached out to him: "Where's the fan? She said if she saw you, she wanted me to get it back for her."

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

Yu Tingwan spoke softly and readily said, "I don't actually help much. But I'm just very kind-hearted."

Xiao Huaiyan: ...

I shouldn’t have come.

He clearly had the fan hidden in his sleeve, but what he was hiding more was his selfishness.

"Unfortunately, it was left somewhere else."

Yu Tingwan didn't know whether she believed this nonsense or not, but in any case, she didn't have a strong desire for the fan.

"Oh, that's certainly unfortunate."

Since he was not there, Xiao Huaiyan casually said he was busy and indicated that he was about to leave.

No one wanted to keep him.

However, after watching Xiao Huaiyan walk ten steps away, Yu Tingwan leaned against the door and said casually.

"Shen Zhiyi and I will be going out the day after tomorrow. Husband, please remember to prepare a carriage and manpower."

These words, though spoken to Wei Zhao, successfully slowed Xiao Huaiyan's pace.

Yu Tingwan continued, "She's not going anywhere, just to Changdu Temple to have a Taoist priest at the foot of the mountain tell her about her love life."

"She has been delayed by the Chu family for many years, and she is finally of marriageable age. She is not in a hurry, but her elders are."

Xiao Huaiyan turned around and bowed deeply to Yu Tingwan: "Thank you for your guidance, sister-in-law."

After everyone left, Yu Tingwan looked at Wei Zhao.

first sentence.

“My husband and he are quite inseparable.”

Wei Zhao's eyelids twitched.

Yu Tingwan spoke softly and deliberately, "How come I always see you walking with men? And you always wear the same outfit when you go out."

Wei Zhao remained silent for a moment.

He glanced at her and asked in a calm voice, "You're starting to panic now?"

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

I used to give them a black face.

Now you're getting cocky, huh?

Wei Zhao calmly and deliberately fastened the bulging purse to the girl's waist; inside were the walnut kernels he had peeled earlier.

Wei Zhao followed Yu Tingwan's path, leaving her with nowhere to go, and even imitated the girl's usual annoying tone: "Do you care about me this much?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

Her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

He blocked the way, which was rare for him.

“Since I came here, you have said a total of ten sentences. Eight of them were said to Xiao Huaiyan.”

The man continued working with his hands, then lifted his eyelids to look at her.

faint.

"You're stingy with a few words for me, but you're picking a fight with me?"

Yu Tingwan asked, "Are you angry yet?"

Wei Zhao certainly didn't.

But it's clear that Yu Tingwan has plenty of free time.

When she was busy studying at the main campus, she would always find time to relax and have fun. Now that she was really free, she had nowhere to relieve her boredom.

This wasn't the place to talk, so the two boarded the carriage belonging to the Duke of Shun's mansion.

Yu Tingwan didn't ask about the execution ground, and Wei Zhao wouldn't mention it to her either.

Wei Zhao: "Have you been waiting long?"

But that's not it.

Yu Tingwan was about to nod.

Wei Zhao: "They're quite patient."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

Yu Tingwan pursed her lips: "Try a different way of praising me."

As she wished, Wei Zhao said quietly, "You've got something."

Yu Tingwan: ? ? ?

It's clear he did it on purpose.

Wei Zhao asked, "Are you angry?"

I'm angry.

Then Yu Tingwan gave him two hard punches.

Wei Zhao:......

Her strength is really getting greater and greater.

Before, when I hit him, I had to consider his health.

Now I'm not holding back at all.

Apart from her eyes trembling slightly, Wei Zhao sat listlessly in her wheelchair, showing no resistance whatsoever.

It's not a debt.

I actually...enjoyed it.

(End of this chapter)