The husband I snatched halfway through his life is strange.

As night fell, the city lights shone like a cascading river of stars. Bookstores and restaurants lined both sides of the streets, their lanterns swaying in the breeze.

The night market sells all sorts of things.

There was a cacophony of noises, all sorts of sounds.

"Masks for sale! Fifteen coins each."

"Fifteen coins? The stall up ahead only charges ten coins, and they have more variety than yours. No wonder you don't have any business here."

"Get out, get out! If you're not going to buy it, then get out! I'm begging you to buy it!"

"Someone just said something happened in the palace. The Grand Tutor received the news and rushed over."

"What could have happened? Is the Emperor dead?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! How dare you say such a thing?"

"Why should I speak softly?! He's imprisoned Master Baopu. My little girl has been possessed by an evil spirit for the past few days, crying incessantly, and she's waiting for the master to save her!"

The speaker put his hands on his hips.

"Didn't the Taoist priest say that the Fifth Prince has dragon energy on him? That means His Majesty is about to die!"

Wearing a low-key ebony mask, Wei Zhao, with his tall and slender figure, pulled Yu Tingwan and walked towards the side of these people.

"It's far from the palace here, so you wouldn't know, but I just came from over there and saw it clearly. The sky over there was completely red; it was on fire! His Majesty's Hall of Mental Cultivation was on fire!"

These words caused an uproar.

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Yu Tingwan seemed not to hear, and only whispered to Wei Zhao about Zhou Yurou's previous matter.

“Yang Jingshu is cunning and used me as a pawn. She is also stupid and hates me to the extreme. She received the benefits that Yang Jingshu promised, but now that she is having a hard time, she has decided to harm me.”

"I didn't take any action today; I just wanted to smooth things over and try to befriend me by feigning politeness."

"Yang Jingshu gave her something and told her to find an opportunity to bury it in our yard. I don't know what's inside yet."

But thinking about it, it's not exactly a good thing.

The Shunguo Duke's mansion was like an impregnable fortress, heavily guarded. Even the Third Prince Liang Yue had to wait obediently for his report. What ability did Zhou Yurou have to get in?

Therefore, Zhou Yurou could only try to get close to Yu Tingwan.

That Yang Jingshu is truly a scoundrel.

I won't take action myself because I know she's someone I can't afford to mess with. The cost would be too high.

But he didn't want Yu Tingwan to have an easy time either.

“If it works out, she won’t have to lift a finger. If it doesn’t work out and things get out, she’ll deny everything and shift all the blame onto Zhou Yurou, completely severing ties.”

When discussing this matter, the maidservant beside Zhou Yurou was kept outside the shop under the Yang family's name. Who was there to witness this?

As for the physical evidence, the thing that harms people won't speak up.

If Yang Jingshu dared to give it to Zhou Yurou, then the source of the item, the people who handled it, must have been dealt with, and those who needed to be bribed must have been bribed as well.

Wei Zhao was in a good mood, but his face darkened when he heard these words.

In a short time, he had already thought of a hundred ways to kill the Zhou and Yang families.

Yu Tingwan tugged at his sleeve.

The girl tilted her head back, her eyes brighter than the stars in the sky: "I didn't expose Zhou Yurou just now."

"It's not that she's not smart, or that she's delusional enough to think that a few nice words will make her fall head over heels for me and treat me like a close friend. It's not that she's stupid and I have to be tolerant of her."

"It's not that I was tricked, I'm just too kind-hearted to bother with it."

She is not a good person.

But...

As she said this, Wei Zhao's eyes flickered slightly, and she made a guess.

Sure enough, the couple's ideas coincided.

Wei Zhao moved his lips: "The dog emperor already has doubts about his confidant Yang Changsheng."

But not enough.

Yu Tingwan nodded: "If that box really is something harmful, I'd like to know how effective it is. It would be good to find someone to use it."

For example, Emperor Yingqian, who had recently escaped a fire.

Since there's already talk of dragon energy, why not let Emperor Yingqian suffer a bit more, and make him believe it even more?

This is a win-win situation.

Why not take advantage of Yang Jingshu, this fool who's practically offering herself up?

Disclaim responsibility?

She can't escape it.

Even if all that evidence were destroyed, Wei Zhao could still forge it.

At that point, it won't be Yang Jingshu's doing anymore; her father, Yang Changzheng, will be the real mastermind.

To murder an emperor is no small matter.

If the emperor suffers a setback, what good can the Yang family expect?

If you harbor harmful intentions, you must bear the consequences.

The heartless couple exchanged a glance, neither feeling that what they had done wasn't entirely immoral. Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow and turned to give Rong Di a few instructions.

Soon, Rong Di accepted the order and left.

Half an incense stick later, Rong Di returned.

The box in his hand was the one that Tan Jiang had seen before.

There is a lock on the box.

The lock was covered with incantations.

The box was small and couldn't hold much, but it felt strangely heavy in my hand.

Who cares if things are lost? How will Zhou Yurou explain this?

Yu Tingwan went to take a look, but Wei Zhao stopped her.

She looked puzzled, but then she saw Wei Zhao's gaze fall on her waist.

The amulet hanging there was swaying slightly. Yu Tingwan felt something was off, reached out to touch it, and was taken aback.

The symbol is abnormally hot.

Wei Zhao decisively said, "Send it to Baopu."

Rong Di: "Yes."

With the matter handed over to Wei Zhao, Yu Tingwan no longer worried about it and immersed herself in her travels.

"Yu Tingwan".

"Ok?"

Wei Zhao: "Walk to my left."

Is that Yu Tingwan on the right?

Although she didn't understand, she cooperated.

The girl walked briskly to his left, to the side of his arm where it wasn't injured.

She looked around, then looked over there.

People flock to wherever there are crowds.

But with so many people, it's easy to get separated.

Wei Zhao didn't stop her, but every now and then he would raise his left hand and pull her back.

This was the first time I'd ever done something like this.

Yu Tingwan asked, "It's strange, Ning Yunling didn't go out today. Is he really working hard at the Ningguo Marquis's residence?"

"I ran into my aunt today. She was all smiles and told me with great satisfaction that Ning Yunling had been staying in the study these past few days."

She was a little skeptical.

Wei Zhao: "I don't know."

"Your cousin, you don't know him?"

Wei Zhao said coldly, "You said it yourself, he's my cousin, not my son."

Yu Tingwan: ...

That makes a lot of sense.

and many more.

"But this is a good thing. You, as the older brother, don't want to mention him at all?"

“When he was beginning his education, I followed the advice of my elders and taught him to read the Three Character Classic in a friendly and respectful manner. I taught him for half an hour, and then he slept for half an hour.”

Yu Tingwan: ...

"Then...then he's still young."

Sleeping is normal.

Wei Zhao: "Later, when he went to study at the Imperial Academy, he always ranked among the last few in the exams."

“Every time I got into trouble, did poorly on a test, or cheated, the teachers at the Imperial Academy would ask my uncle to come over for a talk. My uncle felt ashamed and would just pass the buck to me.”

Yu Tingwan: ...

“I have to clean up his messes every few days. I’ve tried hitting him and scolding him, but he just won’t change his ways.”

In the end, Wei Zhao gave up.

Wei Zhao scoffed, "I've put in a lot of effort for him over the years, and now he's taken a fancy to a girl. Let alone the fact that it's not going to work out, he's only met her a few times, yet he's already forcing himself to put in the effort?"

Moreover.

Who knows if it was just a spur-of-the-moment decision?

Look at me.

Yu Tingwan: "Ha."

Yu Tingwan said, "I can see that you're a joke."

"..."

(End of this chapter)