The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

Chapter 420 You Kid, You Question Me
The streets were bustling, and the laughter of children echoed from afar, creating a highly infectious atmosphere.

Before returning to her residence, Yu Tingwan went to the two shops that Ning Suchan had instructed her to open to settle accounts.

Not long after, it was half an hour later when they finally got back on the carriage to return home.

She lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, glanced around, and knew that the street they were about to pass through was in the direction of the teahouse where she usually bought snacks.

Thinking of the snacks, she looked at the food box that the nanny had given her.

I haven't opened it yet.

She was a little hungry, so she took it.

turn on.

The first tier consisted of pastries she had never seen before, arranged on a blue and white porcelain plate, but with a note attached that read "Cherry Biscuits".

Each one is round and plump, with a light pink skin. They are made with cherry filling and wrapped in a thin dough.

It looked so good that she almost couldn't bear to eat it.

Yu Tingwan then opened the food box on the second layer.

The rich, milky aroma quickly replaced the sweetness of the cherries.

It was a familiar taste to her.

Yu Tingwan's expression changed slightly.

Unlike the plain and unremarkable dim sum bought from the previous teahouse, each piece of dim sum was small, one bite at a time, yet exceptionally exquisite, like a blooming peony, each petal lifelike and crystal clear.

Take a bite, and you'll find the outer layer crispy and the inside soft and fluffy.

So this is what those delicious snacks actually look like.

But that's too complicated.

It's already quite an achievement that she maintains the taste of the food she eats in the simplest way possible.

These are palace snacks.

The nanny mentioned on the way out of the palace that there was a dish that Princess Jiashan loved to eat.

When she got married, the cook who served her meals was specially trained by the imperial chefs in the Empress Dowager's small kitchen.

As the wheels rolled, Tan Jiang, who was driving the carriage outside, heard Yu Tingwan's voice.

"How's the matter I asked you to investigate a while ago coming along?"

Tan Jiang then realized that she had forgotten to report it and hurriedly said, "Madam, it was my oversight. There was nothing unusual about the teahouse."

No abnormalities?

Yu Tingwan heard her own light breathing.

She blinked gently.

Also.

In the capital, things that the Gu family forbids to be investigated are very difficult to uncover.

"Stop ahead."

The teahouse still had very few customers, and business was dismal.

As Yu Tingwan entered, the dozing shopkeeper suddenly jolted awake and hurriedly stepped forward.

"lady."

Shopkeeper: "Would you like to come up to a private room this time, or would you like some takeout to take home and I'll pack it for you?"

Yu Tingwan lifted her skirt and went upstairs, leaving only one sentence: "Who handed you over at the former Grand Tutor's residence? Tell him to come over."

The shopkeeper's smile froze, and his face turned deathly pale.

But Yu Tingwan was not greeted by the servants of the Gu family.

It is Jiaxing.

She had clearly arrived in a hurry, her clothes showing obvious wrinkles.

Once outside the private room, they hesitated for a moment. Jiashan moved very quietly, afraid of disturbing the people inside.

But the teahouse was old and still made a creaking sound.

The girl sitting inside looked over upon hearing the noise.

Seeing that it was her, there was not much surprise.

Yu Tingwan, unusually, did not rise to greet him; her eyes were filled with intense emotion.

Jiashan stepped inside, carefully observing her expression.

She knew that Yu Tingwan didn't want to have too much to do with the Gu family.

She was afraid that Yu Tingwan would feel burdened by the matter of the snacks.

There is resistance.

She knew something bad had happened when the people from the teahouse went to the Gu family.

"It's not me."

Jiashan stepped inside: "Did something make you uncomfortable?"

She said anxiously, "Yaoyao, I..."

Tea was bubbling away in the tea stove. Yu Tingwan invited Jiashan to sit down and poured him a cup.

"The tea here isn't very good, and it's cheap. I'm afraid it can't compare to the tea from the Grand Tutor's residence."

Jiashan would never complain.

This was the first time she had ever drunk tea brewed by Yu Tingwan. The teacup in her hand was unremarkable, yet she held it with both hands, treating it with great care.

Yu Tingwan's gaze fell on her hands. They were well-maintained, but there were burns on them.

Her throat tightened slightly: "You must have been in a lot of pain during childbirth, right?"

Jiashan was slightly taken aback.

Yu Tingwan: "She had a miscarriage, went into premature labor, and was in a dilapidated temple with inadequate conditions. The doctors were also scattered by the rioting disaster victims outside."

"I heard it's a near-death experience."

How can it not hurt?

Jiashan still remembers the chaotic scene and her heart-wrenching pain.

But looking at the graceful young woman in front of me, it was all worth it.

Yu Tingwan: "Madam probably rarely cooks."

Before Jiashan could speak again, she continued, "When I first started learning to cook, I often hurt myself."

But my cooking skills haven't improved at all; they only fill my stomach, and the food doesn't taste good.

"You... really don't need to condescend to this, going through all this trouble."

What does it mean to condescend to one's station?
Jia Shan's heart tightened.

Yu Tingwan said in a calm tone, "Perhaps I'm a bit cold-hearted."

She knew that interactions were inevitable, and running into each other was a common occurrence. She would greet the other person, learn they were doing well, and naturally assume that was all there was to it.

But she was wrong after all.

"Perhaps I am not a mother yet and do not understand the pain of nine months of pregnancy and childbirth."

But she overlooked the parents' instinct to want to be close to their children.

"My heart is too heavy, and I want to ignore you and the kindness of the Grand Tutor without feeling any compassion."

"Yaoyao."

Jiashan instinctively wanted to take her hand.

Yu Tingwan: "You're putting me in a very difficult position."

"Please don't send any more snacks."

Jiashan's face seemed to have lost all color: "Yaoyao."

"I didn't intend to use the snacks to sell them to you. I'm just happy that you're willing to eat them..."

"Let me do something."

Yu Tingwan, speaking from Jiashan's perspective, helped weigh the pros and cons: "But I can't give back much. You're putting in so much effort, and it might all be for nothing. Why bother..."

"Child, it's fine if you don't eat it, or if you throw it away. But can you let me do something for you?"

Yu Tingwan noticed that her eyes were slightly red and hesitated for a moment.

"it is good."

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Jia Mansion.

An uninvited guest was welcomed.

The crow jumped and leaped with joy.

Wei Zhao sent it away.

Old Ge excitedly went back into the house and took out a porcelain bottle.

"General, I recently figured out a kind of poison powder while I was at leisure."

Wei Zhao asked, "How was the result?"

"It cannot be detected as toxic, and it is colorless and odorless. If you come into contact with an incense that can induce toxicity within three days, you will be poisoned."

Mr. Ge: "It won't endanger my life, but I'll experience unbearable pain in my dreams at midnight."

Wei Zhao: "I don't believe it."

Mr. Ge: ? ? ?

You little brat, you're questioning me!

Wei Zhao pondered for a moment: "We need to find someone to test the effect."

Ying Fuyan offered him a suggestion: "What about Ying Yin?"

As one of his staff members, I really find him annoying. He causes so much trouble.

Wei Zhao glanced at them with a look that said, "They are of noble birth, surrounded by many talented and extraordinary people, and they are more vigilant than anyone else. It is not easy to drug them."

Also.

The next moment, his tone became nonchalant.

"But since we're going to take risks anyway, we might as well go all the way."

Wei Zhao: "Let me think about it."

Old Ge's eyelids twitched: "What are you thinking about?"

"The deployment is almost complete."

The counterattack should begin.