The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

The warm breeze felt quite comfortable on my skin.

After marrying into the Second Prince's household, Yao Ru rarely went out, except for the palace banquets she had to attend and invitations from ladies of noble families.

She stood in front of the mansion gate, gazing at the bustling crowds on the street, her face expressionless and indifferent, as if isolated from the world.

This trip was a last-minute decision, and no carriage had been arranged in advance. The steward had already sent people down to prepare, and she waited quietly.

Unexpectedly, the Second Prince Yingzhi returned first.

Ying Zhi had just come out of the palace when he learned that Emperor Ying Qian was going to marry Miss Yang to Ying Cheng, and his expression turned rather unpleasant.

No, why should the fourth brother be entitled to this?

Not only was her birth mother of low social status, but she also rarely let out a fart.

He had previously made a private joke about his promise, which displeased his father and caused the marriage to be delayed again and again.

Ying Zhi understood Emperor Ying Qian's intentions; he was uncomfortable if Ying Cheng could benefit from it.

He stepped up the stairs, his sharp eyes sweeping over Yao Ru.

"Are you going out?"

Yao Ru's expression remained indifferent.

“Someone is causing trouble at one of my shops. I’m going to check it out.”

Also, I want to find some peace and quiet.

The Seventh Princess is really annoying even to dogs.

They were always finding fault with her.

He's not very bright, yet he keeps throwing around his self-righteous, low-class tricks.

Yao Ru thought that among the royal family's children, some were blinded by self-interest, some were unscrupulous, and some were fools who bullied others by taking advantage of their power.

Not a single seedling is growing properly.

Ying Zhi's tone was cold and hard: "Are the managers under you dead? Do you think I need you to make this trip?"

He said that, but he wouldn't actually stop Yao Ru from going out.

"Go back to the manor early and don't linger outside for too long. Dun'er is still young and can't be separated from his mother. Seventh Sister is also here. As her sister-in-law, you have to take good care of her. She has been spoiled since childhood. If she offends you, you should be lenient with her."

These words were both laughable and absurd, but Yao Ru's eyes remained unmoved.

"With two wet nurses and a whole bunch of maids and servants in the manor, how can they not take care of a baby who is only a few months old?"

She gave birth to the child, and she cherished him more than anyone else.

But someone had told her that a long, long time ago.

"Aru, I have to go to the Imperial Academy to study every day, so I get up early. You don't need to come and have breakfast with me every day."

"We have a long life together. But I hope you put yourself first, and I'll put you first."

The love of youth is the most sincere. Yao Ru still remembers what that person said.

As for the Seventh Princess, Yao Ruti didn't want to mention her, much less waste his breath on Ying Zhi.

Seeing her like this, Ying Zhi also lost his temper.

He was a prince, and even though he was lame, he still bore the surname Ying. But this was outside; he wouldn't dare to argue with Yao Ru.

Just then, there was a commotion next door.

Ying Fuyan was dressed in thick clothes, holding a hand warmer in his hands, and stepped out.

The servant behind him was holding a kite.

The servant said to the old woman waiting at the door, "It just so happens to have landed in our young master's courtyard. Auntie, take a look, is this the kite?"

The old woman didn't look at the kite at first glance.

Their gazes, however, fell first on Ying Fuyan.

She knew that the Fifth Prince's confidant lived next door and was not in good health. Every time he brewed medicine, the aroma of the medicine would waft into the back garden of the mistress's courtyard.

Aside from staying indoors, the mistress spends most of her time in the back garden, where she tends all the flowers herself.

That place is also the closest to the neighbor's.

At first, she mentioned that the smell was unpleasant and that she would go next door to talk to her, saying that no one boils medicine in the open air.

But the mistress did not grant permission.

—Is it bitter?

"But the smell of medicine always makes me feel at ease, for some reason."

At first glance, the old woman was startled to see Ying Fuyan. How could someone be so weak and ill? But it wouldn't be right to stare at a stranger, so she quickly looked away.

"Yes, this is the kite. Thank you for your help, sir."

As he spoke, he was about to take it.

Then Ying Fuyan's legs became unsteady and he took a step forward.

How could Ying Zhi not have seen the commotion here?

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

But Ying Fuyan was helped over by a servant. Ying Fuyan bowed to Ying Zhi and said, "Greetings, Second Prince."

Ying Zhi looked down at him and said, "Cao Qian still needs to rest in bed due to his injuries from the battle, but I heard that he was helped here yesterday and talked to you for a long time?"

Ying Fuyan smiled and said, "This humble subject had a very pleasant conversation with Uncle Cao."

Yingzhi is very annoyed.

Why didn't Cao Qian support him?

Ying Zhi said, "Your health isn't good, so you should rest and recuperate and not overwork yourself."

He glanced at Ying Fuyan.

Good guy.

The fabric of the clothes looked better than what he was wearing.

That must be brocade. The royal family received three pieces last year. The emperor kept one for himself, gave one to the Duke of Shun's mansion, and gave one to the fifth prince.

The Shunguo Duke's Mansion...

Ying Zhi was furious at the thought that Wei Zhao, that spendthrift son, had used it to make handkerchiefs for his new bride.

I heard that when the bride first arrived in the capital, she didn't know how precious she was, and would throw away the wiping cloth when it got dirty.

Because there are many identical handkerchiefs.

The fifth prince was quite generous to his advisor.

Ying Zhi secretly thought that if Jia's advisors were his people, he would probably be willing to give them up.

Ying Fuyan: "Since the Second Prince is so concerned, this humble subject will naturally live longer."

Who cares about you?

Yingzhi wished Jia's advisor would die sooner.

Ying Fuyan: "But you, Second Prince, look at this..."

It doesn't seem like it will live a long life.

He paused, then fell silent.

Ying Zhi: "What's wrong with me, Your Highness?"

Ying Fuyan: "It's going to rain in a few days."

Ying Fuyan: "The Second Prince's legs are not good, I'm afraid he'll be in pain again."

Ying Zhi couldn't stand these kinds of words: ? ? ?
Ying Fuyan: "It must have been extremely painful."

"I heard from the Fifth Prince that Your Highness rarely goes out when it's rainy. The imperial physicians in the palace are helpless, and the Fifth Prince has invited many skilled doctors from the common people to treat you, but Your Highness refuses to give them any face."

"I always feel that it is our Fifth Prince who is deliberately making things difficult for you."

Ying Fuyan sighed, "What a pity for the Fifth Prince's good intentions."

Ying Zhi: ? ? ?
He was furious.

He had no doubts.

After all, this is something Ying Yin would do!

Ying Yin, that hypocrite!
They clearly wanted to mock him, but pretended to be close brothers! And they even gained a lot of praise for it!
Ying Zhi sneered, unwilling to say another word to this advisor.

Just as he was about to leave, he remembered something. He said to Yao Ru, who was standing coldly to the side.

“I remember it’s my mother-in-law’s birthday in a few days. I won’t be available that day, so you’ll have to go back to your parents’ home by yourself.”

He is actually free.

I just don't want to go.

They didn't care that it would offend Yao Ru.

Yao Ru didn't seem to care.

She simply nodded in response.

After Ying Zhi entered the mansion, the old woman beside him handed the kite to the steward, but her face turned ugly.

"Madam, this..."

Yao Ru: "It's alright."

"Take advantage of going out today to buy a gift for your mother. When the day comes, you can make a trip to deliver it to her."

The old woman was about to nod when she suddenly looked up.

"You...aren't you going back?"

"This is probably against the rules."

Yao Ru: "Go back?"

"Playing the role of a loving mother and filial son with her? I'd be exhausted even if she wasn't."

She no longer has a family to rely on.

(End of this chapter)