The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

The carriage came to a steady stop at the door.

Yao Ru descended the steps.

She didn't even glance at Ying Fuyan.

It can be said that from the moment Ying Fuyan appeared, she never had her eyes on him.

But for some reason, when she passed Ying Fuyan, she, who was always impeccably poised, stepped on her skirt and stumbled forward.

The old woman exclaimed, "Mistress!"

Ying Fuyan's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously reached out.

But Yao Ru had already regained her balance.

She glanced at Ying Fuyan indifferently.

Ying Fuyan slowly withdrew his hand from the corner of her clothes: "The road is unsteady, Madam, please be careful."

It was clearly her fault, yet this advisor is quite interesting, blaming Lu.

Ying Zhi's advisor, Yao Ru, had met him; they were all exceptionally eloquent.

Yao Ruzhi was not one to speak to men outside the family. She nodded slightly and prepared to get into the carriage.

But as soon as she stepped onto the footstool, before she could even bend down to enter the carriage, for some reason, her body reacted and she turned to look at him.

The man before her had distinct features and a sickly air about him. He held a hand warmer in his hands, and his gaze, though gloomy, held a hidden clarity. He met her gaze without flinching.

He was clearly in poor health, yet he stood very straight.

He suffered greatly and took medication for many years, and his appearance has changed drastically over the years.

How could Yao Ru recognize him?
"lady."

The old woman asked, "Is there something you forgot to bring?"

Realizing her lapse in composure, Yao Ru simply shook her head.

Even so, she still managed to ask Ying Fuyan a question hesitantly.

"Sir, you look familiar. Have we met before?"

Ying Fuyan tightened his grip on the hand warmer, and he heard himself say that.

"Your Highness is too kind. I have only just arrived in the capital and have never met you before."

Also.

Yao Ru entered the carriage.

The old woman instructed the coachman to set off, and then followed him inside.

The carriage, bearing the sign of the Second Prince's residence, rolled away as Ying Fuyan watched it gradually disappear into the distance.

The old woman whispered, "This advisor Jia, judging from his appearance, probably doesn't have many years left to live."

Yao Ru frowned but said nothing.

He clearly agreed with what the old woman said.

The old woman said, "However, he is a person who does not know the rules. Just now, he even tried to help you, Madam."

Although it was well-intentioned.

"Madam, next time you see him, please don't pay him any mind. Putting aside everything else, he is, after all, the Fifth Prince's man. If the Master finds out, I'm afraid..."

He swallowed back what he was about to say after meeting Yao Ru's cold gaze.

"Alright, this old servant will stop talking, stop talking."

Yao Ru closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

But when I close my eyes, all I see is Ying Fuyan's sickly face.

She frowned, and for some reason lifted the curtain to look behind her.

The wheels are turning, and we've already gone quite a distance.

But she still spotted Ying Fuyan standing there. Perhaps he was unwell, as he was being supported by a servant and coughing with a handkerchief over his mouth.

Even so, he seemed to sense something and looked up at them.

Yao Ru paused slightly, then slowly released her grip.

The curtain fell down, blocking out everything outside.

Have you donated money to temples for incense and oil in the past few months?

A very ordinary sentence caused the old woman's expression to change.

"I've donated it all. I will never forget your instructions."

Yao Ru nodded: "These things require sincerity. I was heavily pregnant before, and after giving birth to Dun Ge'er, I had a lot of things to take care of. I have to go in person next month."

The old woman opened her mouth, knowing it would anger Yao Ru, but she held back in the end.

Forget it.

Forget it.

There are very few things that can truly capture the mistress's attention.

It's good to have something to look forward to.

The carriage gradually moved away and finally disappeared from sight.

Ying Fuyan then had a servant help him back to his residence.

Old Ge didn't like to show his face, but he kept a close eye on what was happening around him. When he learned that the two had barely exchanged a few words, he sighed repeatedly at how disappointing he was.

That makes sense. What can we say at this juncture?
Ying Fuyan must not reveal her identity.

And this time when he returns, he will not let those members of the royal family off the hook.

Ying Zhi was among them.

It remains to be seen how the Second Prince's wife will react after Ying Zhi's incident.

After all, they were already married, had gone through the wedding ceremony, and had even had children.

Old Ge thought, surely there must be some feelings involved.

He is so worried!

Old Ge: "You know, the general used someone else's identity to marry his wife."

"Thinking about it, he's quite ruthless."

"Snatching other men's wives may sound bad, but it works."

Ying Fuyan ignored him and went straight back to her room, her expression growing increasingly indifferent.

I still remember when the Yan family was in trouble, the whole family was exiled. My father, my pregnant mother, and hundreds of servants were all dressed in prison clothes, handcuffed and shackled, and were exiled on foot under the whips of the officials.

People lined both sides of the road to watch.

They pointed and whispered, and there was a chorus of curses.

"I was really blind to think that the Prince of Yan was a good person. I never expected that he would collude with the enemy country in order to become emperor."

"Over the years, the Prince of Yan's mansion has been giving out porridge and doing good deeds everywhere for the sake of its reputation. It turns out that it was just a show, just to gain fame."

Rotten eggs and rotten leaves were thrown at them by those people.

The father instinctively stood in front of the mother, and Ying Fuyan did the same.

Even though my mother was such a beauty-loving person, she still got dirty, and the egg liquid on her head dripped stickily down.

She didn't care about any of that, she just carefully protected her abdomen.

No one dared to openly escort them; they could only make arrangements in private to minimize their suffering on the journey.

only one person.

Yao Ru followed behind them, tears welling in her eyes, from the capital to the outskirts of the city, and no amount of scolding could make her leave.

She said crying.

"I'm not afraid of hardship, and I'm already engaged to Brother Yan, so I'm a member of the Prince of Yan's household."

The mother's eyes were red.

"—Rujie'er, listen to me, go back."

"Child, we can't protect you anymore. But you must live well."

Yao Ru cried uncontrollably, her eyes red and swollen.

Ying Fuyan: "Let's go!"

For the first time, he spoke sternly to her: "Our engagement is null and void. I wish Miss Yao all the best in finding a good husband and living a good life. Don't worry about us sinners who have offended the heavens."

—And don't mention to others that you and I were ever engaged.

Even the entire capital city knows.

But obviously this...

"Getting involved with my Prince Yan's mansion will do you no good. Understand?"

He said.

—"Remember what I told you? In everything and in every situation, put yourself first."

He was already so fierce.

But Yao Ru wouldn't leave.

Although she was young, she knew that if she left, she might never see him again in this lifetime.

After all, she was the daughter of the Minister of Justice, so the officials dared not reprimand her.

Soon, Minister Yao arrived. He stepped forward and slapped Yao Ru hard across the face.

"—You wretched child! Who let you out! Old Master Lu was beaten to death for pleading for them. Are you jealous of my good fortune, or do you want the entire Yao family to be punished by the Emperor?"

"Come back with me!"

Young girls are delicate-looking, especially Yao Ru, who was well cared for in the Prince of Yan's residence.

A clear handprint was quickly left.

But Ying Fuyan couldn't protect her, and he couldn't protect anyone.

He could only watch helplessly as Yao Ru struggled to be dragged away by Minister Yao.

Ying Fuyan walked forward numbly, the heavy shackles and chains making it difficult for him to move.

One by one, the people around me fell down.

But we still have to move forward.

And so, when we met again, we were strangers.

His eyes were dark and gloomy, with a red glint in them, just like the prison uniform his mother wore when she died in childbirth, stained with dirt and blood.

But his Aru still wasn't doing well.

(End of this chapter)